Lady Crystal Is A Man Novels & Stories

And even then, nothing compared to the view from behind. Skin. Soft. Mine. Bare; a temptation to take her. Fuck my DNA into her system until she'd forever bear a mark of me within her blood. What this little girl does to me. "Leave him alone, babe." Crystal picked up her wine glass and took a sip, her eyes scanning the room around us. "He's as amazed as I am by the sheer number of pompous assholes in attendance tonight. Like those two making their way over..." all eyes turned to look toward a man in his seventies and his equal-in-age wife "…fifty bucks says they'll sit and begin complaining within ten minutes. Everything will be horrible."

“I have stared at that picture, like a thousand times but never sensed it. How? Woman, you are a dangerous creature.” He stated and Crystal let out a fake demonic laugh but ended up coughing. “Damn, Crystal. I love you.” She smiled back lovingly and that time she knew, the hero of her story was the villain, but not for her. For her, he was a sexy devil who has managed to make her broken-self dance on the passionate tune of love hymns. THE END

Harsh, violent and doesn't even care if she's bruised or in pain. Crystal got herself over with that relationship, she believed that Leo became a monster, that he became too addicted to it, and only wants her for pleasure and not for love that she... needs. And so she left. But Leo, he tried looking for her. Yet he never found her. So he found himself a habit... seeking for a woman who's likely to be a bit familiar with her face. With her hair and eyes, but nothing. And so he tried to just forget about her, used the women to do it, he found some women who loved the way he want it to do, some were forced, some almost died from his deadly touch. Yet none of them made him forget about her. Her

They were not getting a divorce whether she gave him the cold shoulder or not. “Sir, are you listening?” Joye stopped walking, panting to catch his breath. Liam heard everything. “Is Crystal that good?” “I've dug into the internet, Sir. Although mysterious, Crystal has a great reputation. Imagine the popularity he or she will bring to this company.” He or she? “Is it a man or a woman?” “Crystal's true gender is a topic of misconception on the internet.” Liam frowned. “Crystal.” Where had he heard that name before?

Because if there was one thing she was sure of, it was that no matter how it happened, she was going to get that document created by Lambert himself, the same person who had asked to see her and the same person who was going to see her that night without even imagining that she was the woman who had given birth to a project as big as that one that everyone was fighting for. Second by second, Crystal rang the house bell. Unbeknownst to her, a very anxious man was waiting for her inside and the worst thing was that he didn't know the reason why he was like this. She was simply the woman someone else had chosen for him to lead his life, she was not the woman his heart had chosen. Without furthe

he muttered, his grip tightening around his glass. "If he really is Arthur, imagine how dangerous that could be, Leon," Crystal smirked as she picked up her lover's whiskey glass and drank it without hesitation. "He’s not just some businessman, he’s someone who has a personal grudge against us. We need to find out who he really is before it’s too late!"

Crystal turned towards me and Flora before she winked, playfully. We know it is almost impossible to win against Crystal. She is one of the best fighter and not even Nicolas Russo himself can win against her. But when my gaze fell on the muscular man with round grey eyes looking towards me from his thick lashes. And, I am forced to think twice and otherwise about this match. Crystal is a professional fighter and Nicolas is the head of all these brain and strength for a reason. There is no way he would enter a battle knowing he would loose. Unless,...

If anything, the sight only seemed to satisfy them. “This is for Dav,” Crystal said coldly. “He never got the chance to see justice. Maybe this will teach men not to destroy women who gave them everything over misunderstandings that could have been resolved.” “Goodbye, Luna, and make sure to enjoy every bit of what they do to you while I get to finish the job,” she said with a mock smile before turning to leave, nodding at the men. One held a small key, and his eyes remained fixed on me like a predator to its prey as he dropped low to my feet.

Lyra POV The air around me was thick with tension building up, the kind that suffocates, that makes it hard to breathe through. It had been a day since that disturbing encounter with the man from my nightmare, but there was no time to dwell on that now. The mating ceremony was tomorrow, and I had no idea what Dante had planned towards us all. But whatever it was, it had everyone on edge—including Crystal, his second hand and best friend as claimed. The door slammed open, and there she was Crystal, with her perfect golden hair and icy blue eyes, storming in like she owned the entire place.

Her eyes locked on me the moment I stepped in, and I could already sense the malice beneath her polite expression. “Ah, the new Luna has arrived,” Crystal said sweetly, rising from her chair. “We were just wondering if you’d actually show up. Some of us thought you’d be… too nervous.” A few soft chuckles rippled through the room. I smiled faintly and took my seat beside Lady Selene. “Nervous? No. Curious, perhaps. It’s not every day one meets so many respected Lunas at once.” Crystal’s lips twitched. “Respected, yes. And experienced. You’ll find it takes more than a pretty face and a title to hold a pack together.”