Kelly Kerang Novels & Stories

Everyone admired her wisdom and followed her. The girls exchanged nervous looks, then burst out laughing. “You’re good at acting. Why not try the acting department?” Kelly smiled, then stood. “Hi everyone. It’s me, your beautiful girl Kelly Smith. I’m bored, so I came to try modelling again. Guess what?” She paused, scanning their shocked faces. “Should I continue?” Silence. Cynthia stepped closer to take a good look at her. “Wait… are you really Kelly Smith?” Kelly glanced down at her dress and smirked. “I named this one Dark Ocean. I tinted the original colour myself to give it a deeper, siren vibe.”

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Kara asked. Kelly nodded with a playful look. "He was neglected by Danielle and didn't even get to have fun with anyone last night." "You mean, besides the giant fucking orgy," Kara said. "Well, after that." Kara giggled and kissed her again, even going so far as to deliberately suck her tongue. "Mmmm, yummy," she said. "So... what are you guys waiting two weeks for?" he asked with an amused chuckle. Kelly giggled as Kara looked down at her. "My girlfriend is trying to get pregnant," she explained, looking back at him.

I questioned whether to follow her, but she returned quickly. "Kat told me you like body blows," she said, setting down a small plate of cocaine and accessories. "Guilty as charged," I said and laughed somewhat nervously. "Me, too," Kelly said. "I'll make you a deal. You let me do a line off your dick, and I'll let you take one off these spectacular tits I got thanks to the best surgeon in Beverly Hills." She pulled down the spaghetti straps of her dress and revealed stunning breasts, large and topped with perpetually hard nipples.

Just before she left, he instructed, “Allocate more tasks for her. The secretariat department has plenty of menial tasks, right? Give her all the tasks you don’t have time for.” “Yes, sir,” Becky said as she grinned. “I’ll be leaving now!” Charles waited until Becky left the room before he frowned and took a file out from a drawer he had opened. It was a bunch of information Ronald had just compiled a while ago and showed that Kelly had only spent a short amount of time in Carvonia before moving to Kerlsberg and settling down there long-term. She had been in contact with people from various backgrounds but had never held a job. Other than the Anderson family, Kelly had another source of inco

She says and walks over to Eliana sticking her hand out for a proper greeting. Eliana ignores her hand and pulls her into a hug. "It's nice to meet you. I've heard absolutely nothing about you." Eliana over excitedly says giving me a look. "I can say the same. My name is Kera." She says and I can't help the small smile on my lips as I watch the exchange. "How long have you been together?" The nosey Eliana asks and Kera smiles. "Two days." She says proudly and I softly chuckle. "Still fresh."

This was the first proper date for them where they are free to express themselves with others around them. Clark was sweet, the other girls were jealous, that a good-looking man like him takes care of her woman as he does. He even peeled lobster shells for her like it was a natural thing to do. “By the way guys, I found the perfect place for our company outing next week. You just have to put in the work for the details.” The team was happy with how Keira is outside the office; they never imagined that she was this personable. It made them feel lucky to be able to have access to the real Keira Greene.

Stricken with fear, I dared to twirl around and my eyes almost fell out of their sockets when I bumped into master Kieran. I choked hard, coughing loudly as I flew away from him. My eyes began to water both from fear of being caught and choking on the grape. “You must be enjoying yourself.” He finished with a nod. Although his tone was light, his eyes were anything but cool. A shiver ran through me when I dared to meet his eyes. Never have I seen a soul as empty as his. He looked so cold and defiant, like he had nothing to lose and only now, did I confirm the few rumors of some slaves that had been unfortunate enough to cross him.

I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers. He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs. "Are you awake Hemilia? I'm sorry I wasn't in our bed, I wanted to make breakfast for you." He said not looking at me, I gawked at his strong and broad back that is able to give comforting hugs from him. "What's the special occasion?" I chuckled and walked toward him, he turned around and smiled.

And then there's the make-up sex, which was always so hot. The last time they fought again was Halloween night, they had a little disagreement about K's super sexy Cat Woman costume. It was a super tight and skin-fit leather suit. She didn't show much skin, though her cleavage was really popping out. And the shape of her perfect little ass was really visible for everyone to see, which didn't exactly make Jesse happy.