Holy Grail Of Eris Novels & Stories

My chest is rising and falling rapidly while my body moves closer and closer to hers. "If he had forced himself anymore on you. Or had done anything to you, I would have lost it. I would have killed that fucking bastard. And all because you can't listen to me. And no shit right now I even feel like spanking you, for making me lose control." Those last words even shock me, this isn't anything I have done before but she makes me want it. Her breath hitches and her legs seem to clench together. Holy shit! There's no holding back anymore, my body presses hard against hers pushing her full force against the back of the elevator. My hand reaches into her hair pulling it gently making her look up at me. "You fucking like that thought don't you?", watching her gulp hard looks so damn hot. "Answer me!" ~~~~ Dean Arlington has grown up in a wealthy family with a major company. Dean is CEO of Arlington Industries at the young age of 24. 23 year old Kiara Summers has grown up in a completely different world and worked hard to get where she is today to lead a better life than she is used to. Starting a new job in an important position during the day and being her real self at night. From the first moment, Dean, who is used to having total control over everything, meets strong and feisty Kiara, a brewing storm is inevitable. Kiara isn't a woman to be controlled, driving Dean insane. From hate for each other to fiery passion. They couldn't be more different and yet the same. Both hiding their real selves, secrets, and passion. Can they overcome fears, dark secrets, and more?

"Holy Shit. When did you get in here? Ben stepped out hours ago." the shock on his face when he sees my wide eyes staring down at his cock. "Do you walk all naked when no one is at home but you?" My thighs clenched together; I didn't know how I suddenly said that out. "Little girl, are you not afraid to take your eyes off? This can ruin you." His dominance wraps around his voice, my eyes trail off his cock, and I view his entire body. The masculinity got my thighs drooling and gave me the fastest shock I had ever felt in my stomach. It's the first time I've taken note of how perfect his body curves are. "Then I want to be ruined only by your cock." My eyes grow in size at my own words. Anastasia visited to resolve the issues revolving around her toxic relationship with Ben, her 21-year-old boyfriend. She happened not to meet him at home after he lied about being home. She was frustrated and pained because it looks like she has been putting more effort into the relationship than he has, and it was killing her. It was killing her that she always had to be the one getting hurt all the time. Even when he is wrong, she takes the blame for it and apologizes for no fucking reason. But everything changed when she saw his father's big cock that night at his place. She's never seen a cock as huge and dominating as his. A voice in her head screamed for her to run, but no, she was so curious to know how it would feel in her mouth and in her damn wet core.

"Holy crap, you are so boring!" He pushed her against the wall, placing his hands on either side of her and staring into her eyes in frustration. He is shirtless and has flat abs touching her body, which is giving her goosebumps. "I don't know how to kiss." She looked at the man, pouting her lips. He scoffed at her boring reply. "Teach me how to kiss." She mumbled, licking her lips, and grabbed his attention. He looked down at her and stroked his hair with his fingers, pulling her close by her waist. "Stand on my toes." He smirked, sending chills down her spine. She climbed over, placing both feet on his toes. "Look into my eyes." He grabbed her chin and make her look into his eyes. She looked into his green-pricing eyes, rolling her fingers on his trimmed beard. "Concentrate on my lips." He synced, licking his lips. Her heart skipped a beat as he pressed her thin lips between his thumbs. And she moaned in response, rolling her eyes at his lips. "Seal your lips on mine and chew it up like an ice cream." He explained the first step, bending his head to seal her lips. "Aaaachuuuuu!!" She sneezed loudly before he sealed her lips. "ANGELINA." He yelled at the top of his lungs. "I’m sorry, hubby." Angelina closed her eyes, covering them with both hands. Angelina is a twenty-year-old college student with lots of goals in life, but she doesn't have parents to give her pocket money and support her financially. But one day, she married a billionaire and then her tragic life turned into a romantic one. Now the question is - how will Angelina satisfy her husband and his desires when she has only experienced struggles in her past life?

" you lied to me" Amy whispered, realization drawn on her. "I never did" Cole tried to reason with her, what a mess He should have come clean with her from the beginning, she never gave him the chance, did she? "I was looking for a freaking sperm donor for hell's sake!" Amy was loosing her mind "Last time I checked...." "Yeah, I know I wanted the physical stuff, but yes it was your sperm I wanted not you." She held her head in her hands "And now that you have it and me?" "Holy heck, I wanted a baby Father instead I found myself a fucking Billionaire, now what do I do with you?" Amy asked nobody in particular "Uhn...fuck me?" Cole said Smirking Amy Charles is one sassy, smart chick you don't wanna mess with. Having fell in love with her twin sister and ex lover kids, she decided it was time to have her own child, but there's a problem, wanting the physical stuff, she won't settle for insemination methods, but she won't settle for just any guy either! What happens when she confuses the handsome, caring and sweet Billionaire, Cole McCoy, for a Donor! Anika Charles as always is out to once again Snatch Amy's supposed man, having taken from Amy, her Lover, and this time, since Amy landed herself a sexy billionaire, her twin will stop at nothing to get him, but there's something wrong with all of this, unlike her expectations, Cole McCoy is not even a little bit interested in her, even though you Could literally mistake the Twins for the other, Will Anika really Steal Cole's heart using Amy's looks?

When he looked in through the window, he was astounded to see her topless and braless. She was standing with her back to him, eliciting wild desires in him. He took his handkerchief from his pocket and crept into her room. He blindfolded her with his hankie before dragging her towards the bed. Her heartbeat accelerated. She could feel that he was her man. She asked, "is it you, baby?" He pushed her onto the bed and gazed at her perfect slender body with profound desires in his eyes. He hovered her and tied her wrists with his tie to the headboard. *** She could never stop her heart from beating for him since the day she saw him despite knowing that he would never retaliate to her feelings as for him she was only his best friend's sister. She was so innocent and pure like holy water, and he was messed up and a monster whom anybody definitely wouldn't like to come across. She had never dated anyone in her entire life because, for her, the love of her life was everything. On the other hand, he never believed in all this. For him, "love" didn't exist; it was all about physical needs. His mere presence was enough to relieve her pain; he was like oxygen to her, while on the other hand, he didn't even acknowledge her presence. Her love was so pure and selfless that it could make anyone fall for it because it's not easy to love someone who is forbidden. But will he ever witness her love? Will he ever love her as purely as she loves him? Will her one-sided love ever be fulfilled? If you want to know, then follow the journey of a tempting biker and his secret admirer.

When I was three years old, my twin brothers, Silas and Julian, nearly died in an explosion while trying to save me. The Vampire King happened to pass by and turned them into high-ranking vampires. He had wanted to turn me too, so our family could stay together forever, but they refused. The King's power was too overwhelming, they said-the transformation would be agonizing. So they promised to turn me themselves when I turned eighteen. They spent every last penny they had on an impossibly rare serum-a blood-calming agent that would ensure I survived the transformation safely. But six months ago, they brought home a fifteen-year-old human orphan named Elena. Silas snatched my serum and handed it to Elena, his voice cold as ice. "You're strong enough to endure the transformation on your own. Elena is far more fragile than you-she needs this more." Julian's face twisted with undisguised contempt. He pointed at the door and snarled, "Get out! Don't come back until you learn to share!" I didn't say a word. I picked up the suitcase I'd already packed and disappeared into the rainy night. They assumed I was just throwing a tantrum. They figured I'd come crawling back in a few days. To celebrate ridding themselves of their "burden," they took the orphan on a vacation to the Caribbean coast-the trip I'd been dreaming about for years. But when they returned to the castle two weeks later, they were stunned to discover that I had undergone the Vampire King's transformation personally. Not only that-I had voluntarily signed a hundred-year agreement to join a classified isolation research project studying resistance to holy silver and crucifixes. A century of solitary confinement. I was never coming back. That day, they completely fell apart.

When she took his hand and pressed it between her thighs, he froze. Again, he looked at her, checking to make sure she was OK. Her hand was on top of his, her legs spread, her hips making small circles against his palm. “Baby? Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Jenny.” He took her chin and forced her eyes to meet his. “Completely sure?” “Yes.” She kissed him, her mouth hot and hungry. “Yes.” Chris pressed gently on her pussy, felt her incredible heat. With one finger, he found her through the material and she arched under him. Holy fuck, she’s so wet. So turned on. Oh, God, help me. **** Six years ago, Jennifer Sawyer survived something that nearly destroyed her. Now she’s rebuilt her life: successful restaurant, loyal friends, laughter reclaimed. There’s only one rule she refuses to break: no men. Not ever. Except Chris. He’s the only man she trusts… and even he’s never touched her. But when Jenny decides she’s ready to confront intimacy as part of her healing, there’s only one person she can ask. One name. One risk. Chris Brooker is a former Ranger turned mechanic, and he’s been quietly in love with Jenny since first sight. He knows her past is dark, even if he doesn’t know the details. When she asks for his help, desire collides with terror... of hurting her, of wanting too much, of losing her entirely. Step by fragile step, Jenny and Chris fight for every inch of trust and closeness. But healing changes everything. And the biggest question remains: is Jenny ready not just for touch, but for love?

'THE BIG FOUR': Steven Chase Baron Sage Iphan Carter Kane Richmond A group of gangsters who for their own interests, build up a conglomerate with the label, 'X-HABIT'. Their activities are no different from vices, but their main aim is to keep the money rolling in, Kaching! Kaching! In hard, hard currency. Betrayed by one of them, the conglomerate fades into fragments of two: X-HABIT and ICE, syndicates of their own, tugging at each other's throats. Steven's regime faces out, but he leaves behind an heir, who continues the game: shuffling, dealing and cutting cards, playing tit for tat. The heir? He's Adrian Chase. A drop dead gorgeous billionaire, an Adonis and New York's shaker. Out of the blue comes 'THE MEN', a rival who watches Adrian keenly and has eyes on everything he's got. This only lengthens the saga, creating another pile of screwed up shit. Aside from Adrian's lethal life, he's got an allergy - WOMEN. Only a quartet add up to his living: his daughter, his step sister, his step mother and his nanny. The rest are no lesser than muddle-headed, fatuous bitches. Well, there's that 'bitch', a naive Megan Stones whose world crumbles when the cold jaws of death snatch her parents away, leaving her with a mouth to feed. She is a college drop-out who's a waitress and a washer-up by day, a stripper at night. Fate punches some buttons, Chase and Stone happen to meet. Strings are pulled and sparks fly. She quenches his allergy and ignites in him, an addiction: HERSELF. Their love story has its fair share of thorns but after many times of falling and rising, they solemnize their love in holy matrimony. After tons of games, gut flaunting and bloodbaths by these rival syndicates, X-HABIT is ascribed the glory.

"What are they doing? Why have you brought me here? This can't be the heir's office, is it?" She questioned, tensed. "It is. If you want to get admitted, you have to do what they're doing." She said to her and Carly's eyes widened. "Holy Christ! I cover myself with the blood of Jesus! It's against my belief to commit such sin. I can't." She panicked, almost in tears. "Then forget about this school." The girl said and walked away. "No wait... Hey!" She called and made to rush to the door, but the girl already slammed the door on her face. She made to open it but stopped. She could feel the thousand eyes boring holes into her skin, so she slowly turned to see them all staring at her, but that wasn't her business. What bothered her the most was the guy's eyes which was lusting over her. He gestured her with a finger the moment their eyes locked. "Come and give me a blowjob newbie." Reed said huskily and Carly gulped down. "Wh-- what's that??" ***** Imagine being the sole heir to a prestigious institution like Silver Hill College, the most esteemed school in England, where both the affluent and talented students from all walks of life come to learn. Sounds impressive, right? But, unbeknownst to many, the school's heir, Reed Knight, has a peculiar way of doing things. His mantra? 'Get fuck by me, or forget your dreams of studying here.' What happens when Carly, a bright and ambitious student, decides to take a chance and apply to Silver Hill? Will she succumb to Reed's demands or stand her ground and risk losing her spot? And if she does become a student, will she become the target of Reed's obsession?

On the day I'm about to quit the game, I see countless live comments flashing across my vision. "Yay! The male supporting lead is about to quit the game!" "Now, the male lead won't have to worry about getting exposed for using the male supporting lead's game account to get into online relationships with others!" "Our darling male lead is too smart, after all! Whenever he goes on dates, he often uses the voice chat function in the game. That's why the male supporting lead is still kept in the dark!" "Holy shit, Henry really is lucky!" "To think that he used Vincent's max-level account to flirt with the four richest female players on the server!" "Later at 2:00 pm, he'll be meeting his first date partner, Yvonne Johnson the cold and aloof campus belle, at Cosmic Coffee!" "Tomorrow, he'll be meeting up with the top assassin in-game! The day after that, he'll go on a date with the second-highest paying player of the game! Wow, his time management skills really are amazing!" The "Henry" whom the live comments are referring to is Henry Luster, my roommate. So, he's been flirting with four of the top-tier rich female players while impersonating me, huh? More live comments streak past my eyes at that moment. "Why isn't the male supporting lead leaving? Yvonne is already waiting for the male lead right now!" "This is their first romantic date as the leads of this story! I can't wait to watch it unfold!" As I turn to look at Henry, who's styling his hair before the mirror, I suddenly realize that I'm the supporting male lead whom the live comments are referring to. My lips curl into a small smile. Since Henry has been using my identity to become a virtual casanova, then it's not wrong of me to attend each date in person on his behalf, right?