Lux Series By Jennifer L Armentrout Novels & Stories

He never expected the stern-looking lady could move like a whirlwind to the rhythm of the music, her body swaying and undulating in perfect harmony. He felt like she was casting a spell on him, drawing him closer with every sway of her hips. He was entranced, longing to be closer, to feel the warmth of her body against his, with his hand on her waist as they move to the rhythm together. "She's the CEO and founder of Girly Lux," Black said. "It's a women's fashion palace." Max nodded his head. Good. Good. "And there's one more important thing you need to know."

Sobbing would never solve the problem at hand and with about twenty four hours journey ahead, I needed to pull myself together and brace myself against what lies ahead. I tapped my cell phone and saw that it was 23 minutes to 8:am. I swiped up to ensure it was still in flight mode. The bus left rather too early today. 'Thank God. ' I muttered to myself. If another hour or less was spent at the luxury bus station in Numan for take off, I would have been caught by the people I was running away from:My family. This is my third time on a luxury bus. The bus accommodates about fifty passengers who sit two in each row from left to right. The luxury bus is probably the largest land vehicle I have e

Lydia walked through the shelves quietly, her fingers brushing against the old books as she made her way to the section labeled “Luxemount History & Events.” Three books and two dusty binders later, Lydia ended up flipping through an old leather album filled with pictures from past galas. Every page screamed legacy privilege. Generations of Luxemount elite dressed in finery, their smile confident, their posture perfect. In one photo, a tall man who looked like Ethan stood next to a woman in white gown. Laurent senior and his chosen bride, no doubt. The woman wasn’t even smiling big, but her eyes...her eyes looked like she had won

The scent of lavender and warm bathwater filled the air, and the first thing that caught my eye was her—a vision of vulnerability, completely exposed to me. Luxuria stood just a few feet away, her back to me, stepping out of the bath. Her wet skin glistened in the dim light, beads of water tracing the curves of her pale, perfect body. Her hair, long and curly, clung to her back like silken tendrils, dripping with water that ran down the curve of her spine, disappearing into the hollow of her waist before it slid over the swell of her hips.

Chapter 12: Lux That was totally insane. Lux was utterly captivated by her presence. Heart was so affectionate. He couldn’t tell if she was just trying to impress him or if she was genuinely caring. Earlier, she had been serving everyone, even though it wasn’t her job. Her actions displayed a remarkable level of maturity, as if she were highly skilled in taking care of the people around her.

"I told you before, you can use those bottles of Rejoice. This one's a gift from a friend—I hadn't even planned on opening it..." "Joyce, are you afraid I might break it...?" Scarlett lowered her eyes, her voice small and muffled. "I know, I'm just a poor girl from the countryside. I've never used anything nice, so I understand if you're worried..." "No, I—" "Ugh, it's just Revista shampoo. What's the big deal?" Lily Becker's voice cut through mine, her words dismissive. "Scarlett, go ahead and use mine—the one in a black bottle."

If he was trying to make it feel normal, then too bad, he can try forever. I was already so exhausted from the travel, my whole body was aching me badly. “Alex, can you show me to my room? I am already so exhausted.” I said sounding impatient. My eyes met Freya’s and I rolled them at her, I had barely spent five minutes and she was already making the whole place suffocating for me and uncomfortable. “I will show her to the guest room,” Freya volunteered.

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Without any control of my voice, I cursed with pleasure: "Suck...” "There are always different positions for gifted people like you," she said, pulling the straps of the dress down. I didn't dare blink. Not even breathing. I just watched, as the full and heavy breasts jumped out of the red lace lingerie and exposed themselves in numb and adorably pink beaks. I wanted to put my mouth right there again, but it had stopped me when I mentioned doing it, and kept applying pressure on my cock to keep me sitting and standing. So slowly that I felt vertigo, she approached with her breasts until my cock was between them, as if surrounded by fat and soft clouds of the skies. I sighed. Jessy slightly b

“Just so you know, it changes nothing. My mother has no influence on me, whatsoever.” The defensiveness in his tone baffled her. She gave a small nod. “Of course.” The grandeur of the Arcadium had Erika in silent awe, though she kept her composure. By Diego’s side, she felt the weight of expectations multiply, amplified by the hushed whispers and lingering stares of other Lycans as they entered. The place was magnificent—vaulted ceilings adorned with intricate murals depicting Lycan history, polished marble floors reflecting the soft glow of gilded chandeliers, and a grand staircase sweeping upward like a work of art.