Little Darlings Novel Novels & Stories

III The night was dark, darker than any other night before. Iltiras walked down the lonely path, the darkness didn’t bother him. He was more than curious what will happen on this path in the middle of the night. Stories were told about power-eating demons and faeries that attack travelers around midnight. He wanted to see them for himself, or as he liked to say with eyes unclouded. No one really dared to walk the path alone; no one wanted to because of the trees and their long, dreadful shadows, which fell on them, that looked like men with bony fingers that ended with talons. The leaves in their bases were bloody red in color. His leg stepped on one of the piles that were in his way, he exp

“Come here, darling.” I sat down, my hands in my lap so he wouldn’t see them shake. I tried to smile. “Hi. What would you like to drink?” He ordered something expensive and told me to call him Richard. He talked a lot about his big house, his cars, how lonely he got sometimes. I nodded and laughed when he laughed, even when the jokes weren’t funny. My voice sounded fake in my own ears. Inside, I kept thinking about Ivy. How she did this every night with sore feet and fake smiles. Now I understood a little. It felt dirty. Like I was pretending to be someone else.

She poured herself another glass of cheap red, already on her third, and dropped onto the couch in her pencil skirt and blouse, buttons half undone. The city lights through the rain-streaked windows. Her laptop was still open on the coffee table, case files glowing like accusatory little rectangles. She should sleep. Instead she reached for the dusty old book she’d bought on a drunken whim two years ago at that weird occult shop downtown. *Daemonologie for the Modern Woman.* Stupid. But tonight it felt like the right kind of stupid. She flipped it open, scanned a page at random, and slurred the words under her breath. Latin? Probably, didn’t matter.

The girl stared at me puzzledly while I stared at the person from one of my favourite story books Scarlette gave me. Scarlette gave me a book once. She said it was a fairytale book for kids but I truly enjoyed it. The story was about the sugar fairies in the land of sweetness. Sugar fairies mostly live to bake pastries and sweet things. They literally live for happiness and celebration, and were the creators of the sweet people. The story was about Apple, the princess of the sugar fairies and her sister, Candy. The Sugar Emperor had two wives and both had daughters on the same day but Apple was older. At first, they grew up as sisters who loved each other until their brother and heir to the

“You’re raising charmers, Daniel. Put them on.” Layla’s shy voice comes first. “Hi, Aria…” “Hi, sweetheart. How was your night?” She hums a soft yes. Then Noelle bursts onto the line, loud and bubbly. “It was great! We brushed our teeth and Daddy read us a book. I picked it.” “I bet you did,” I smile. “What book?” “Dolphins at Dawn,” she beams. “Classic.” I laugh, trying to keep my voice steady, even as I feel Damon’s gaze from across the room like static on my skin. “Good choice.”

Paulo replied. Paula slid a business card to Yedam. "Call us when you are ready to talk more" she told him. Yedam took the card and Paula and her brother walked away. It seemed that the siblings were acting true to the nickname Valerie and Geremia had given them all those years ago. They were truly the evil twins. ……. Valerie opened the door of a room and Dracaryx was inside, he was on the bed looking at the ceiling. "Shouldn't you be at the party socializing?" Valerie asked him.

We went to the local littles shop, our town does have a variety of bdsm shops, littles being one of them, you could find anything in our town. We went to the shop and I went crazy, I picked things for my princess, we don’t know how young she is when in little space but we hoped she would be young, like really young. I want my baby to be just that a baby, we’ll still take care of all her needs, including the sexual ones, but when she’s in her big girl headspace.

Harriet's heart skipped a beat at this sudden act of intimacy. "Harriet, you look stunning today!" Delbert whispered into Harriet's ear. Delbert, with his captivating gaze, looked tenderly at her. Harriet blushed and pushed him away. "Alright, it's time to go," she urged, taking the lead to leave. Delbert watched her flee and smiled happily. As the lights came on and the night grew darker, the five-star hotel in Meawood City was bustling with activity. Nora's birthday party was being held there, and it was grand and extravagant. Many important and influential guests had been invited. Nora had managed to gather all the important connections she had accumulated over the years.

I wanted Miranda to accompany me on a trip abroad for a while, but she said she had recently started seeing a younger athlete and wasn't ready to let go of her fun just yet. I sighed and told her to visit me whenever she had time, promising to cover her ticket. Miranda laughed and declined, saying I should save the money to meet some handsome foreigners instead. I told her I couldn't be as carefree as she was and that my broken heart wouldn't heal so quickly. Miranda said, "Don't glamorize me! Carefree? Confident? No, I'm just a player—a match made in heaven for other players. I drift through the crowd, leaving no trace behind. Everyone's happy."

He showed me nothing but respect and support, celebrating every success and pulling me into a warm hug whenever I was worn out. With him, I felt a kind of peace and happiness I'd never known before. We rarely talked about the past, but every so often, Lily would mention news about Tristan and Winnie. After Tristan had her dumped in the red-light district, Winnie endured a period that was nothing short of a living hell. In time, she managed to offend someone she shouldn't. Her legs were broken, and she vanished for good. Tristan, too, paid a steep price. Losing me, the former head of intelligence, together with the blow of the Winnie affair, left the Spallones severely weakened.