Lolita Novels & Stories

Mom responded, having tears in her eyes. 'That Man' they are talking about is none other than Curtis Massimo, the devil himself, he is one of the most wanted criminals aka Mafia who have hands in all types of illegal businesses and unfortunately, also my fiancee, I hate everything about him, Yet, I got one thing straight that he is not someone whom you like to have around especially when he is in his bad-tempered he never sees or thinks twice before murdering someone. Once, he killed a waitress because she doesn't bring dessert on time for me when he took me out for a date. He has no heart! Surviving that date is nothing less than an achievement. At least for me because I needed to watch eve

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

She waggles her eyebrows, her tongue snaking along her bottom lip. "I don't get what you mean." I shake my head confused. "Like sponsors and stuff?" "Oh, god no. This is more underground, like black market kind of shit," she whispers. "Underground?" I scrunch my nose with distaste. I want more than back alley fights in garages. I could have done those in LA, I want bigger. I want to pave the road for females everywhere. "I have already said too much," she huffs, stepping back. "Just do what you're told, and if you have what it takes you'll know soon enough."

If you got it, flaunt it I guess. Vasilios’s pack was standing behind us in the center of the room now. I felt Vasilios trembling with anger now. He let go of my hand and I let him. I looked up at him and he was grinding his teeth. “What the hell is this?” Lio asked Lolita directly. Lolita grinned. “Hello to you too Lio, It’s been too long…” She said as she leaned against the side of Teris’s throne. He looked up at her with adoration before his dark gaze fell on us again.

Closing the door firmly, she turned to receive the greatest shock of her life, "Taada!, Lily Winter" a brownie girl with purple braided hair exclaimed. "Aah!" She became pale and white in shock "Surprise are we, the brownie girl chuckled. " More like, frightened are we" Lorita smirked. Standing next to her , is a rigid queen with a poker face, her expressions were unreadable and something seems off about her, being the well-known Gabriel she is supposed to be fueling with anger and bullying her by now but she's calm and beautiful as the quiet lake.

especially in the aspect of using love potions to forcefully collect someone's love partner, most of such victims act like puppets. This age was a dark age to me, in fact the darkest to me. The economy was crashing, business sectors were stricken down by the gin age, meeting had to cancelled often and often because everyone was too inebriated to talk reasonably even at work; some workers have to conceal a bottle of gin in a bag to take to work. Several of our school teachers have been fired because they were either caught molesting a damsel or caught in the act of drinking in their offices. love lives were in the plight of the age's dilemma. Sex drive was ruling almost every soul, the act c

Hazel held his heavy gaze, completely paralyzed by the raw, unapologetic boundaries he was setting. The rules were incredibly harsh. But as she stood there in the dark, a strange, profound sense of relief washed over her. Love? She was terrified of love. Love had completely destroyed her. She had loved Liam with every single fiber of her being for five years, and all it had given her was a broken life and a hollow, aching chest. She never wanted to feel that kind of vulnerability ever again. She didn't want romance. She wanted exactly what he was offering—a dark, transactional escape.

“I heard “then she stops dead in her tracks looking at this transformation before us. Is... Is that Amara? Thalia asks, shocked. Amara stands on her back legs. Proud and tall. Her aura dominates. It makes us all fight to bow to her. Black my Lycan dances in my head wanting to shift and mate her. “I am Skadii, daughter of the moon goddess. Bringer of light and justice. Ruler of all lycans and wolves” Her diplophonia voice boomed through the air, taking our breathes away. The night sky rumbled at her appearance. Her aura pushing against us all. Making even my father and other have no choice but to bow. She looks down at us all. Standing at least 7 and a half feet tall. “Mate” Black says in my

"You want everyone to see what a slut you are for your professor?" "Yes," I moaned helplessly. "Say it to the camera." He ordered, pinching my breast. I whimpered as I looked directly into the lens. “I am a slut for my professor. I came here to get fucked." "Good girl." He pulled away, dropping lower, his hands spreading my thighs apart. He pushed my skirt up to my waist, exposing my bare pussy now. I was already glistening with wetness and my folds were swollen. "No panties," he started, his voice filled with approval. "Just like you promised."

She suddenly turned around and rubbed her legs up to both thighs. She sat on the floor and imagined that she was trying to sit on the man's lap while grinding her boy. She saw those things in movies. She tried watching hot movies when she accepted that job offer so she would know what to do. She lifted her hips while holding the floor with both hands. She thought it would be better for her to face the man when she did that, so she stood up again and then slowly sat on the floor. She thinks of his body as she sits. She touched the floor again as her hips lifted. Eventually, her body moved as if something had penetrated inside her. She bit her lower lip as she closed her eyes and grinded slowl