Grumpy Sunshine Fantasy Books Novelas e Histórias

Yuna stared at Sunny’s small, fragile frame, fury surging out of control. She strode over, grabbed the books Sunny had brought, and tossed them into the trash with a scornful snort. “What kind of trash do you think you’re giving us? Who do you think you’re looking down on? Didn’t your father teach you how to show respect? “Just a few trashy books. Only a child with no taste would care about them. Letting my precious granddaughter even touch them would be filthy.” Melissa’s worst fear came true. She knew Dolly and Sunny didn’t get along. That was why she hadn’t wanted Sunny to come, but Sunny had prepared the fairy-tale books so carefully.

My mind drifted far away, wandering through foggy thoughts until a few words caught my attention and pulled me back to reality. "Did you hear? Lord Vincent just conquered a new territory. Our borders have expanded again," one nurse said excitedly. "Of course I heard. Everyone's been celebrating since last night. My brother's finally coming home from the battlefield. Everyone's so proud of our Alpha." "All those months of pressure, food supplies, medicine, ammunition finally paid off. Our pack can probably rival the Snow Moon Pack now." The sound of their cheerful voices rang like victory bells beside my bed. Hearing them, my lips curved slightly. I was happy for him, truly happy.

Here we are. Another year at Spellbound High. Thankfully it's our last year! We've been waiting for so long to get here! The top of the school. We are going to have so much fun this year! It has nothing to do with being popular, there are quite a few popular kids who like to look down on the underclassmen... But that's not us. We just want to have fun. I giggle as I look at my best friend in the whole world. Her golden hair shines in the early morning sun. I swear she was born with sparkles in her skin... There is just something about her that just... shines! It may be her beautiful personality.

Princess Freyja I open my eyes, blinking as the morning sun shines in my bedroom window. I yawn and stretch as a voice floats into my head ‘Good Morning, and Happy Birthday’ the sweet voice of my wolf, star has me sitting up with excitement. “Good Morning, Star” I say out loud as a knock comes at the door. “Come in!” I shout as I wrap my robe around me. Mama, Papa, Angelo and Denu burst in with balloons and a confetti cannon. I can help laughing as they all shout Happy Birthday.

In another, I held a small, glowing orb in my hands, its light pulsing in rhythm with my own accelerated heartbeat. The most potent images were of battles—clashes of steel, roars of beasts, and the chilling screams of pain. I saw Lycans fighting alongside humans, an unlikely alliance forged in the fires of war. There was blood, so much blood, staining the ground and splattering against stone walls. And through it all, a sense of immense power, both terrifying and exhilarating, pulsed within me, emanating from the glowing parchment. The visions intensified, becoming more vivid, more insistent. I saw a moon, swollen and blood-red, hanging ominously in a sky torn by lightning. Below it, two opp

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

In those beautiful, puppy-like eyes, a cold glint flickered. "Xandra, who would even want you after you break up with me?"

57 LINDY'S POV I slowly opened my eyes twice as I stretched my arms up above my head. I rubbed my eyes and pulled myself up from the mattress as I see the bright sunlight entering my room. My hair was messy as I fixed it with my fingers. I grabbed my eyeglasses on the drawer near my bed and slipped my feet into my fluffy bunny slippers. I greeted Button and grabbed her with me as I went out of my room and head downstairs. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water before I started feeding Button for her breakfast. I sat down on the chair and stared at my mom making some pancakes. I moved my head to the clock, it was still 8AM.

I blacked out for a long time; I can tell that when I feel sunrays casting on my face. It has always been like this whenever I awake on sunny mornings in my room. However, my body weighs as if it is set on warmth and softness. Feels awkward, not like any sensation I have had when I wake in the morning. For a moment, I wonder if I have transitioned to a new world like in some stories that Katelyn read to me. They tell the warm tale of an ill-luck girl who somehow finds herself in a safe haven. Although the tales sometimes ended well, most times it did not.

Mason. The golden morning sun spills into the library, creating spectral dancing patterns on the brown wooden floor. A little ray shading on my face but that didn't deter my attention from the fantasy book I was reading. I blink away the tiredness forming on my eyelids for the umpteenth time, flicking to the next page. Not attempting to allow myself to fall asleep. I can't! Every fucking time I close my eyes I can't help but see a bloody vivid image of that gore sight I saw earlier. It makes my skin crawl. I hate it!