His Little Flower December Secrets Novels & Stories

She covers her ear. Bright cried even harder. " That kid is loosing it." She aimed at my baby but Stella a friend I made while being here blocked it from coming my way. " Bright shh" she collects him from my hand. " Thank you Stella." I whisper to her. " Twinkle, twinkle Little Bright, Your the apple of my eyes The stars are shining all for you Wish I could pick the all to give Your my little twinkling star Keep on shining bright for me." I quietly sang. A song I made up for Bright from the original ' twinkle star '

Octavia appreciated adjusting herself on the seat. "Is there anything you would want Miss Cosmo?" the secretary asked. "I am fine, thank you." "Alright ma," the secretary said as she and June left the office. "This is a new look," Keir said standing up from his chair to join her on the couch, One of her legs was bandaged up and the other was wearing heels while she was dressed in a lovely gown. The one thing that caught his attention was the red lips on her succulent lips, It wasn't that Octavia wasn't one to dress sexy but he always knew when this naughty woman was up to no good.

“You look cute when you’re complaining.” She rolled her eyes but stepped closer, pressing her body against his. “Shut up. I’m serious. I’ve been thinking about you all day. Like… nonstop.” His eyebrows lifted. “Yeah?” “Yeah.” Ava’s voice dropped lower. “My sex drive’s been insane lately. I’m horny basically twenty-four seven now. I keep imagining your hands on me. Your mouth. Everything.” Noah’s hands slid to her waist, thumbs brushing under the hem of her cropped hoodie. “You’re not the only one. I’ve been half-hard since we left the library.”

Leonard must have figured me out by now. He knew I was the type who acted shy on the outside but had secret desires underneath. After a few moments of teasing, he pulled me into another round, and we kept going until we were both completely worn out. When I was ready to leave, he insisted that I did not put my underwear back on. He said he wanted to keep it as a souvenir. I did not want to, but I could not argue with him, so I just did what he said. My stockings were already torn, so I could not wear those either. I took them off and went home wearing only my skirt.

She wrote and I arched my brow confused. I flipped to the another page and what I saw made me wants to cry, it make me angry. Arrhhhg.. Uncle Andrew is behind all this? Oh my goodness! I closed my tears that was threatening to fall when I heard a knock. Who could that be? TBC........ Story by Uche Lawrence 😍

The city lights glittered like fireflies below Adrian Blackwood’s penthouse as Lola stepped in to finalize their rehearsal per Adrian’s request, the soft hum of the elevators fading behind her. She carried a bottle of red wine, knowing full well it was probably the most reckless decision she’d made since agreeing to this fake engagement. Adrian was already there, casually leaning against the kitchen counter, sleeves rolled up, his tie loosened just enough to suggest he didn’t care, but somehow, everything about him screamed control.

"You two are so my type of couple. Okay, what about this: 'Enchanted Garden.' Pastel flowers and butterflies and fairy lights—very delicate, very refined, and we can have little surprise elements for the gender reveal." Vandaulf looked at Lily. "What do you think, flower queen?" Lily smiled. "I think Raspberry deserves an enchanted garden. And cake too." Lacey practically threw glitter. “Oh! Cake tasting is in the next room. But first—” she held out her hand dramatically, “—the envelope.” Vandaulf handed it over like it weighed ten pounds. “You will not crack, peek, or use tone of voice to betray what’s inside.” “I’m a vault,” Lacey said solemnly, slipping it into a sparkly file marked “TOP

“I’ve worked for you long enough to read the pauses.” Naomi smirked. “Maybe you should be the one making the closing arguments.” Sandra tilted her head with a knowing grin. “Isn’t that what you’re already doing? Piece by piece… Secrets Unfold, right?” Naomi blinked. “You remember the name?” “Hard to forget when it’s what you’re living.” Naomi picked up a glass and stared into it like it held some kind of answer. Secrets Unfold. Yes. That’s exactly what today felt like. A day where hidden feelings peeked through smiles, where silence told louder truths than words.

As I was walking around, I came to a halt in front of the mirror and approached it; I know it's scary to look in the mirror at midnight, but I noticed something, I saw the CCTV camera that was only a tiny part of, and I backed away. Is Ace looking at me now? Is this the only location with a CCTV camera, or is there another? I took down the small camera, as well as my panties and bra, which I had hidden earlier where Ace couldn't see them, as well as my used clothes, which I had hidden in a safe place.

"Strategically." "That's a kinder word for it. I'll take it." "What's the hard part?" "Everything else." Something under it wasn't light at all, and for a second the easy rhythm between us went quiet, the kind of quiet that comes right before someone admits more than they meant to. I took a sip of the chocolate to cover it, too sweet, exactly the kind of indulgence I hadn't let myself have in months. "There's a Christmas market this weekend. Town square. Cider. A tree lighting. A man who plays the same three carols on a violin, badly, every single year without fail."