Mano Azabache Novels & Stories

“Um..um..um..” Azura's moans began to sound so seductive that they stimulated the lust in Conal, making him become more passionate as if he wanted to crush Azura's body right now. Conal's hand slowly reached her chest; he gently massaged it, causing Azura's whole body to tremble. Azura was enveloped by the familiar scent of strong man's pheromones; she began to feel at ease, her delicate brows relaxed, and her face became graceful and enchanting.

ABZ Super Mall Mumbai Sanjana's POV: For Akshay, I have decided to buy customised cufflinks with my and his initials entwined. I will make him wear it tomorrow, it would be such a face slap for that Ahaana. I hope she leaves today only but only hope can't make thing happens everytime.

Claire smirked, nodding her head in the direction of the door. "Tall,hawt and Irresistible.Who?"I asked, but turned straight around to see who she was looking at. I smiled when I was him.. Mr MACCHIATO!! as I like to call him.His gorgeous dark hair was wet from the rain that was pouring down outside. It definitely added to his usual Handsome look. I turned back around and continued stacking the paper coffee cups."I guess that man likes his coffee."I tried to stop myself from smiling,knowing that if I did she would make a thing of it.

I rolled my eyes, thinking she was just being dramatic. Suddenly an unfamiliar figure came into view giggling and clapping his hands in a sinister way as he narrowed his gaze at me. His stare remained fixed on me with an unerring intensity. I gulped down a lump trying to gather my thoughts together as my heart raced while Nyx's growl turned into a fierce snarl. "I told you," Nyx states. Fighting back the urge to roll my eyes as she gloats. Soon the man's lips wiggled into a snicker. “I must say, Sage has quite the taste”

"Yeah, he's coming back in two days. And he’s bringing his wife. Supposedly a beautiful musician from England. What was her name again?" “Anna Witherspoon,” the man in the wide-brimmed hat said, his voice low. "Yes, Anna Witherspoon," the bold man echoed. "And why do we care?" Bisila asked, raising an eyebrow. "Well, because Andrew was the one we all thought could steal your heart, but now he's married. We’ve all tried, and you’re not interested in any of us!" the bold man grinned. "You’re all like fathers and brothers to me. Please, Travie, I’m years older than you!" she said, rolling her eyes.

So does my back. A shape blocks the light. My eyes adjust, and I convulse back. I don't recognize the man as he smiles, exhibiting the long protruding canines from his mouth as he places his hands on the car frame. He cocks his deeply scarred face, jagged lines that worsen as his smile broadens. "Hello Andrea."

he said as he extended his hand to help him up . after helping him up he felt a shiver down his spine his every nerve screaming at him to turn back to see what it was but he knew better and tried to run for it but. " kyaaa!! I've been looking for you so you were here training with Micheal huh?" she said as she continued to hug and squeeze him . " ah..this giant woman....azazel let me go ". this woman is the archangel of death Azazel he calls her giant woman cause her height is about 8ft 5 and he's about 6'5 so yeah.

"Oh by the way, my names Carson and the guy kicking my ass up stairs was Sky." "Irana..." I say awkwardly. Carson looks at the pantry for a minute before pulling her head back out. "Do you like Mac and Cheese?" I nod my head, wounding when I should ask what I was doing here, or when I could go home. Carson dances around the kitchen, grabbing a pot, shrikes as she nearly drops the pot on her foot, nearly drops the packet, then results to pocking things with her spoon as she sways on her feet like she was drunk.

It's mirah_selim Till the next adios

A man with a deep Italian accent said coming up to the bar eyeing me up and down. He must've mistaken me for a dancer which is really fucking dumb because a dancer wouldn't be wasted at a bar with a simple spaghetti strap dress on. But of course, I was insanely drunk and I was bored waiting for that bastard Alessandro, so I agreed and took the man's hand, pushing him into a seat near where the dancers were pole dancing. I wasn't a good dancer, so let's hope I'm a sexy drunk dancer. I climbed on the man's lap straddling him which wasn't a good decision as I had no panties on but fuck it and started to grind on his bulge, he was definitely enjoying it.