Hood Novels Novels & Stories

fairytale love story. Since Sasha suddenly returned to town, Emery had been spending less and less time at home. Even when Luna had a high fever a few nights ago, he still refused to leave Sasha's place, where he was staying. Emery had gone out of his way to make me look like a nagging, controlling wife. In my past life, I always wondered why his friends hated me despite how well I treated them—cooking meals, buying groceries, and giving them all the space they needed to hang out.

I had a boyfriend of six years waiting for me back home while I lay naked in bed with a man twice my age who had completely fucked me senseless. And worse? I already knew I had been ruined for ordinary sex after experiencing him. If Neil hadn’t been able to satisfy me all this time, then after tonight, I truly didn’t know how things could ever go back to normal. “Don’t worry,” Mr. Brooke said smoothly. “There’s no wife waiting to drag you out by your hair for sleeping with her husband. So… what do you say?” My eyes brightened slightly at his answer, but the moment I remembered Neil, guilt tightened painfully in my chest.

Rosenthal to me? Right then, the door behind me squeaked open, causing my heart to skip a beat. My arms shot up, pointing the gun in the direction of the door. I peered in to find the bedroom empty. Bracing myself, I entered slowly with dread pumping through my veins. Her bedroom was home to an endless collection of books, and a double-wide bookcase, covering the majority of the wall, held an extensive variety of the occult genre. Interesting... Mrs. Una Rosenthal was a woman with secrets. Dark ones.

Just maybe. Nolan snickers at his thoughts as he boarded the penthouse elevator with a key card. He had to admit, he was impressed with his nephew's brilliance. He had somehow found a way to fool the young Hargreaves heir into a marriage. Now, he had no idea how Asher convinced the poor orphan-something he plans to find out-still he couldn't help but be proud of him. It was exactly how he would have done it, straight out of his playbook. It would seem he had done a good job of fashioning Asher into the man he wanted him to be. He was pleased by how far he'd damaged his brother's son.

But before she can respond, Huang steps into our path. "Ah, Maryl would be over the moon to lay eyes on you," the old man beamed, his weathered face creasing with a smile as he enveloped her in a warm embrace, guiding her gently into the timeworn house. Stepping over the threshold, I found myself ducking slightly to fit through the door, its frame worn with age and use. As I entered, a symphony of delightful scents greeted my senses, a tantalizing blend of sweet confections and freshly baked goods filling the air. An antique orange couch sat proudly in the corner, its cushions worn and faded from years of use.

“I was the first turned by the original vampire and considered his son. Because of this, they called me prince, and the name stuck, but it is mostly because I am the oldest surviving vampire, and they know they can’t defeat me, so they treat me like royalty.” “Confident, aren’t you?” I mumbled. “I caught you off guard, did I not?” he accused. “If you had a bride, how can you claim that I am yours?” I pointed out, ignoring his comment. “When one bride dies, another eventually shows up to take their place.” He shared bored. “They always seem to have similarities to one another, yet different. Each time they come back stronger and more stubborn. You beat them all.” He chuckled. “Why would you n

"Bring those over here. As soon as we've caught up on our history, we can check them out. I've heard about Victorian erotica, but I haven't seen much of it firsthand." Shelby hadn't either, but just from the few she'd flipped through so far, it wasn't much different from modern porn, except for the clothes and settings. Her pussy tingled just thinking about looking at them with Noel. Maybe they could even act a few scenes out. Now that would be fun. She curled up on the sofa, her shoulder leaning against his as he opened the book about the house. On the first page was a photograph of the house, exactly as it was now, except there was a horse and carriage parked in front. "Well, this is defin

A reasonable definition of truth is to unfold secret's. But what lies are there to be told? “An 18 -year -old girl has been missing since last month and now the police have found her body. Sadly, they found her dead. They could not explain the reason for her case and are still in the process of investigation. What was surprising was that there was not even a trace of the stabbing nor shooting on the girl's body that could have caused her death. Instead, they found traces of a bite on the side of her neck. It's sounded like there are really a vampire and people believe that it might be true—” I rolled my both eye's after I turn off the TV.

Sir Novoveski flushed from delight. “Gracious Colonel,” said he, “more than once a father blames his child only to let someone deny what he says; and I think that it is impossible to please a parent's heart more than by such a denial. Reports have reached me already of Adam's good service; but I am really comforted now for the first time, when I hear these reports confirmed by such renowned lips. They say that he is not only a manful soldier, but steady, which is even a wonder to me, for he was always a whirlwind. The rogue had a love for war from youth upward; and the best proof of this is that he ran away from home as a boy. If I could have caught him at that time, I would not have spared

I saw Ishu Bhai already waiting for me. No one leaves me alone after that incident. No matter if it's jogging or shopping, someone always tags along, and if not, then there are bodyguards hired by Dad to follow me. I know they are being protective but I have started to feel caged. Well, there is one more reason why Bhai started to come along with me to jog, Adya. Yes, my best friend Adya. I and Adya met in college. Bhai was a senior. When I introduced her to him, he instantly fell in love with her. It was love at first sight for bhai but not for Adya.He had to do a lot of effort to woo her and of course, I, being his sister helped him.