Lux Series By Jennifer L Armentrout Novels & Stories

Lewiston looked at my dark princess. “I can tell you that our Luna’s blood work from the other day looks good. She is just a bit anemic. I would suggest eating more foods that contain iron, meat would be good, and I mean red meat. Our Luna also needs to make sure she is adequately hydrated.” Dr. Lewiston explained.

She gulped down her wine and shortly admired the wealthy ambience of the living room. "Well, I despise impromptu visits, but for you, I'm willing to make an exception." He smirked, spreading his legs wider apart and thrusting his hips out further. Madison bit her lip, wishing that she could just walk right over there to him, pull down those sweatpants and ride his giant cock until he released his cum inside her. She wanted to kneel before him and beg him to fuck her, she just wanted to be ruined by that man... Manhandled by those toned arms, thrown around like a doll and used for nothing but pleasure.

She forced a smile to mask her pain, silently pulled out the outfit from the paper bag and her eyes widened in amazement as she did. It was a dress and it was beautiful. The creamy white dress was a timeless piece tailored to bring out the sophistication in anyone who was blessed enough to wear it. In all her years as an escort, Leanne had never worn such a dress before. This dress looked like it has been taken off a princess’ wardrobe! “Wear it, and go through the document I sent you once more. Clearly, you didn’t go through the details.” And with that Logan Winters turned away from her and headed back to the cockpit, slamming the door behind him and leaving Leanne Summers alone once more.

My body jerked as tears rolled down my eyes. My juices fought to push the cocks out yet they held firm through the flood and kept pounding my pussy senseless. They kept switching turns until my legs could scarcely twitch. By the time they finished with me, I collapsed onto the bed. My thighs spread obscenely wide with cum leaking from every hole. Yet Louis still snatched a marker. Right at the top of my thigh near my pussy he scrawled bold letters: “A cheap ruined pussy.” Then he snapped photos of every filthy inch of my body.

What if this entire thing was a mistake? Twenty minutes later, the SUV slowed. My eyes widened. The hotel looked even more impressive in person, with glass steel, and luxury. Everything about it screamed money. The kind of money ordinary people couldn't comprehend. The vehicle stopped. Liam stepped out first. Then he opened my door. I climbed out slowly. Trying and failing to hide my nerves. "We're expected," he said. Expected. The word sent another jolt through me. Inside, the lobby was breathtaking. Crystal chandeliers hung overhead. Polished marble floors gleamed beneath our feet. Guests moved through the space with effortless confidence. I suddenly felt painfully underdressed. Painfully

Probably. About an hour through the journey, the wagon stopped as Lady Luxina wanted to ease herself. I used that avenue to peep into the front compartment and saw an opened book on her seat. It was titled “TRADING DYNAMICS IN HUMAN WORLD by Elder Hugo Blackwood, Dying Star Pack”. Goddess…everything about her is trading. She even has… I almost jumped as she entered the wagon again. I quickly retreated back to my seat, hoping I wasn't caught. But lucky for me, she just sat down and the wagon began to move again.

But neither one I have not hear of Luxious liking someone. Perhaps because he is ungrateful? He is really ungrateful. He doesn't know how lucky he is for having tons of admirers! "Here." I glanced at the jar Luxious had given to me. They are chocolates, expensive chocolates that are from other countries. Imported actually. Not surprisingly, most of the students here are wealthy and loaded. Surprisingly, mama still made me studied here. Mama wanted me to experience this kind of living — even though I didn't ask for it.

Each small tug draws the fabric closer, and she pause now and then to inhale, checking the fit before tying it off securely. Luz’s armoured fingers flexed against his thighs. The air in the tent grew heavy with tension– not from fear of discovery– but from the proximity of intimacy. “Is everything alright?” he asked gruffly, not turning around. “You are quite back there.” Amelia struggled with the waist cincher, unable to fasten it probably at her back. “Uh, yeah. Just struggling with the leather waist cincher,” she said slightly frustrated. “Help me?” when Luz turned around, he saw how attractive she looked in the midnight tunic, the material tight around her body and showing off her cleava

When the invitation arrived, I wanted to skip it entirely, but Sasha wouldn’t hear of it. “Xander, you don’t understand,” she had said for the hundredth time, practically bouncing with excitement. “Adie Luxe is releasing a new piece! We have to go. I need to see the face behind the brand. Everyone’s talking about it. This is the biggest event of the season! Did you know their last piece sold for half a million at auction? That’s how influential they are. Just imagine seeing their work up close!” I nodded absentmindedly, her words blending into the background. I didn't share her enthusiasm for jewelry or fashion. But Sasha was relentless, yapping on and on.

Dante said, flipping through the old book. “Seems the only thing real here is this image because there is no way someone would have made this up,” I said, looking at the sketch. “This too,” Damien said, searching through the books. He took a book, and he opened it and brought out a torn paper. “The story of Lux, born of Alpha Charles II and Luna Celine of white wolf pack. A child born of divine powers, born to put a stop to the killing of wolves, created by the goddess to stop the war that would rage on for years,” he read out from the torn paper.