Heat And Dust Novel Novels & Stories

“You look less terrible.” “Tch.” Dax squinted suspiciously at Miguel while walking beside him. “You’re acting weird.” Miguel ignored him immediately. His mind was elsewhere. Because standing further down the hallway near the open windows, Caius was there. The transfer student stood quietly near the corner, one hand tucked into his pocket while the other held a novel lazily open. Morning light spilled across his jade chestnut brown hair softly as he read like the entire world around him didn’t exist.

"But that heat's just for me, right, darlin'?" "Of course," she breathed. As if any other man would ever appeal to her. His mouth continued its sensuous journey along her neck, pausing at the hollow of her throat to press his tongue to the spot where her pulse beat so furiously. And all the while his hand traveled everywhere—her thighs, her arms, her shoulders. Anya anchored her fingers in the thick warmth of his hair, holding on to him tightly as little ripples of pleasure raced through her.

Fate had granted him only a little daughter, now three years old, named Lotus. On one of those seemingly endless summer days he was poring over his books in the library. Overcome with the heat, his head had sunk down and his forehead lay against the edge of the table. As he dropped off to sleep he seemed to be wandering through an unknown dream-land. Kazuma sat nearby. II

The city skyline twinkled with leftover holiday lights, snow dusting the railing like powdered sugar, but the real view was Astrella, curled up beside me in nothing but my oversized flannel shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease those perfect tits, legs bare and crossed, her laptop balanced on her thighs. She'd insisted on this 'morning read-aloud' after pounding out that filthy story last night, her eyes gleaming with that wicked writer’s spark. "Dax, baby," she'd purred, handing me the printed pages, still warm from the printer, edges crisp. "Now, read my latest. Out loud. Every dirty word. It's inspired by us... kinda." I smirked, flipping it open to the first page, 'Snowbound Enemies: A

Chapter 2 Aria woke up feeling numb all over. Last night was the wildest night of her life. Her head hurt because of all the drinks she had last night. For a few seconds after opening her eyes, she didn’t know where she was. The room was quiet, dark, and nothing like her own. The air smelled like cedarwood and something faintly spicy, masculine, and expensive. Then her heart dropped. She wasn’t home. She wasn’t even close to home. And the body heat beside her last night… wasn’t Evan’s.

I felt his body heat through his clothes. He stayed quiet. His calm eyes watched me from behind the mask. I put my hands on his shoulders. They felt very strong and solid. Why did I choose him? He feels so familiar. But that cannot be right. My mind raced. I rolled my hips more. My body pressed down against him. A hard shape grew under me. Heat rushed between my legs fast. I bit my lip hard. This is wrong, I have that secret job with Mr Havisham but right now I feel so free and alive.

🍆Days of Sin🍆 The fire crackled loudly in the stone fireplace, casting dancing orange light across Evelyn’s naked body as she lay sprawled on the thick fur rug. Jonathan stood above her, completely naked now, his muscular frame illuminated by the flames. His thick cock was already hard again, glistening with a mix of her juices and his previous load. “Two days,” he said, his voice low and rough. “At least two full days snowed in with you, Evelyn. I’m going to use every single hour.”

Whether she was willing to listen to me or not, I was going to do what I wanted to. I dropped the idea of going back to check up on Darius as Hazel got into describing what had happened in the book she'd just finished reading. Apparently, it was a love story between a mafia heir and a runaway princess. While I would always jump on an opportunity to read, I couldn't help but countdown the minutes that was left till it was time. Around an hour later, the said time arrived

Until I open my eyes and dump once again this feeling. Fine Missamy! Enough! My clothes are getting wet already because of your tears! If you are just looking for the warmth of my body, just say so… What? What did you just say Jeff? Warmth of your body? Are you now insane Jeff? @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE

As a matter of fact, if not because of the artificial light coming from crystal pearls that illuminated the area, the place will be dark. Since she was intending on checking all of the books on the shelves, Audrey started picking up the books, section by section. "Nero, help me to look for information at these books." She said as she put a pile of books before her cat. As soon as she put down the books at the table, a cloud of dust raised in the air. 'Cough! Cough! Cough!' Both Audrey and Nero coughed hard as the cloud of dust raised from the books. [Who is the librarian of this place?! They need to be called out! Look at how thick those dust accumulations already are?!!! Are they planning t