Lucky Pervert Novels & Stories

I gave him a look that said, “Are you serious?” "He wasn't lonely earlier when he and his friends were all smoking and laughing together," I retorted. West dipped his fingers in his water and flicked it at me. I giggled. "Hey, now! I'd appreciate it if you didn't try to throw water at me with those disgusting fingers that have been who knows where." He rolled his eyes. "Oh, don't be dramatic." "I'm Clover Thompson, also known as Victoria’s Secret's number one model, Lucky. Of course, I'm dramatic,” I whispered, sticking my tongue out at him.

"I'm a pervert. I don't do anything but peek on gals." "Okay, I apologize for calling you a pervert. In our world people like you--" "Like me?" "Yes! Like you who peers at me with lustrous eyes!" "Lustrous eyes you say!" He pointed at his almost golden eyes. "There's nothing that I lust about in you! Someone as highly as me, attracted to you? Let us be real in here, lady. I only wanted to help you. In fact, I only wanted a friend who is not from--"

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

When you have a tattoo like that fused to your skin—the indelible mark of the orphanage—no words are necessary to show that you are not part of the family. It doesn’t matter how much money you have. It doesn’t matter how many casinos you own. You’re still the abandoned kid. “Want some company?” a female voice interrupted his obsessive thoughts. He looked up. It was Lily, a high-class escort he knew and used the services of. “No.” “Sebastian, you’re always so kind,” she said sarcastically, but there was a smile on her lips. “And you, always inconvenient.” “I’m just doing my job... When I see a rich man getting drunk alone, I’m sure I’ll get a lot of money out of him.”

Since those were Kaden’s teeth though, I was willing to bet on the stupidly erotic option. His teeth grazed the inside of my left thigh as he dragged the black lace down, and I decided I really should find someone to take these bets against me. Because I would have made some serious money with that last one. “I fucking love how sweet you smell when you’re turned on,” Kaden said as he released a ragged breath. Holy crap. Winning the lottery kind of money. Right there, he crouched down on the floor and spread my legs for his broad shoulders.

i acted like a innocent fellow lucky replied "no she is single" then gaurav said "really I thought you are committed" ishi replied "before she is committed now she is single" he replied "who is that unlucky guy to loose you if iam in his place I may treasure you like a doll" i smiled ishi said slowly "iam feeling a strong burning smell" man for the first time iam controlling my laugh very hardly

He shrugged, "I'm just tryna help you out. You not from around here so you don't know this, but no one goes that way. You were running to your death, little lady." "I feel as if I'm older than you. I wouldn't have ran to my death if someone could've kindly told me how to get the hell away from here. Just do me a solid and I'll repay you later," I pleaded. "My name is Lucky and you just got lucky. Let's go," he paused, "And don't ever come here again, ok? It ain't safe for lil school girls like you." "Very offensive, dude but okay," I agreed. "Sorry not sorry," he said.

When she turned towards her again, Susan waved, but she pretended not to notice. Grace couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling. "Something's off with me. I can't believe this happened on my first day. When did I get so, well, perverted?" She sighed, confused by the sudden change. She'd never been into dating or romance, but now, out of the blue, she caught herself daydreaming about her boss’s dick, a guy she'd just met.

"We appreciate your help, man. We didn't have anybody else to call." "Of course," Tommy blew off their assistance as though it weren't any big deal. "So, you going to tell me your real name too?" "It's Luca," Lucky replied quietly. Tommy eyed him for a moment and then grunted dryly, "I gotta be honest, it's a damn shame it ain't Whiskey." Lucky grinned, flashing pearly white teeth. He always loved his alter ego. "I'd actually prefer if you still called me Whiskey."

that is love. He can fight with anything in his life except one thing..his badluck...his badluck of letter A ..because of some series of events happened in his past, he started believe in these things.. So what happen..when he will get love who will become his badluck...that's really gonna be treat to see.. Ava - 23 years old.. The most carefree..bubbly girl ..she Believed in making her own way..even where there is sign board of no entry..