Mha Fanfics Novels & Stories

I'm so nervous as I pull it open, that it takes a lot of will power not to pass out. The moment, I unwrap the box my voice gets trapped in my throat for a second. My brain freezes, and then it all happens in slow motion. The scream leaves my throat before I can stop it. Staggering back, I fall limply to the floor, my eyes not leaving the box which now lay on its side. Spilling out its hideous contents, Mira gasps, looking away immediately. But I can't, I'm unable to look away from it. Especially the bloody words engraved on it. 'I'll make sure your friend loses a finger more next time'

I give my damp hair a quick brush, pulling it back into a loose, messy ponytail. As I stand in my bedroom, my stomach ties itself into knots of anticipation. The mansion seems unusually, eerily silent tonight. The constant hum of the maids, the heavy footsteps of the security detail, it’s all completely gone. Did Cade intentionally send his entire staff away so we could be alone? The thought of the ruthless mafia boss randomly making a home-cooked dinner for me is slightly worrying, and I’m honestly not sure what to expect once we sit down at that massive table.

Alex slumped on top of me with a layer of cum coating both our chests. "That was fucking good," he mumbled against my neck. "I don't think we need to buy condoms anymore," I said, making Alex chuckle. He slowly pulled out of my hole and I could feel his cum drip out of me. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as I shivered from the sensation. Alex then went down and dragged his tongue from my navel up to my chest, filling his mouth with my cum. Alex then gently grabbed my jaw, opening my mouth, and letting the cum drip from his mouth into mine. Alex watched as I swallowed my own cum, a satisfied smile filling his face.

I am KHLOE SWIFT I am 22 years old ,a virgin and I am in college , my mum and my bestfriend always say I have the most sexy shape but I don’t see it ,guess they are lying ,I know I am beautiful with my blue eyes and my hair is gold. I am a smart girl but I sleep too much ,that’s one of the bad habit everyone dislike about me .oh don’t look at me like that I have only two bad habit,the second one is I read too much ….. I mean they keeep saying that but I seriously don’t think so ,I just want to make my momma proud that’s all . Back to present

“But we have an issue that requires your attention.” I stood, straightening my jacket. “We’ll continue this conversation another time,” I said to Hardin, my tone leaving no room for argument. And I left the lounge with Mikhail following suit. "What's the issue?" I asked. "Your wife, Pakhan. She's drowning herself with alcohol." Mikhail said and I felt the anger radiate off my body, I moved to find the little witch.

Winston Barrymore smiled, thinking, "Do you really think you can get out of bed in the next few days? Can you just forget about ignoring me for half a month? May I get even with you, do it in bed a lot more times and make it up to me?" With a sudden force, he used the two flexible fingers to find his deadly sensitive area, flexible fingers in his asshole, slowly tease it. The person beneath him immediately tensed, and Jane Hilton bit her lip, determined not to utter another plea. Winston Barrymore felt that area sucked his finger like a small mouth and responded from time to time, sucking and biting himself from time to time. It was very interesting, so Winston Barrymore's thrusting action b

Exactly my point right now. How did he find the time to come do this? How did he make time in his busy schedule for something so thoughtful as this? I was so happy to my core right now. I couldn't believe it though. Go check out your room girl, Anna said with so much cheering in her voice. I stepped away from them and walked towards the room entrance. I entered the room and I was already in love with everything there. The rooms were painted blue, well, now, that was odd because my favourite colour is blue and I can't recall having this discussion with anyone.

Mona questions, tossing her one hand on her hip. Max and I turn fully around to face Mona. I knew the door was left open because we both had our hands full of pastry boxes. I was hoping she would hear us talking. I’m a little petty, but I’m a mafia princess who’s about to be a mafia wife. I will not let a whore ruin my marriage if I have anything to do about it. I have a fighting chance at love with Max and I’m going to make sure the trash is taken out so to speak. Mona has overstayed her welcome.

Without question, Draco bowed slightly and disappeared. ** Bryce sat rigid on the edge of his bed, heart still unsettled from the earlier chaos. The door banged open, and Khalifa spilled in with his usual careless energy, plopping down on the bed beside him. “You heard? The master’s girl—Marcia—slipped down the stairs! She's almost unconscious,” His eyes were wide with gossip. “The witnesses around said she was fell like a baby, screaming her lungs out. Can you imagine?” Bryce forced a gasp, painting surprise across his face. “Really? That’s… terrible.” His voice barely held steady, in a way he could even sense his own voice mocking him. Inside, though, his pulse raced like a drumbeat agains

Thank you from the bottom of my heart, Oh yeah, I forgot there are many other beautiful stories written by me, Mafia and billionaire - Destiny Rebirth and Love - Rebirth of love Fated mates and rejection - His unwanted mate, His unwanted human mate. Please try giving them a read as well and I am sure you will love them. With love, Author Sree.