Miss charming and fierce Novels & Stories

He had to know more about her, because she was a bit mysterious. First she was in a life and death situation on their first meeting, and second she was his brother's 'friend' or whatever their relationship was, and then she was into this affair with him. Not that she looked innocent. Hell no, she was far from an innocent Maria Clara from a parish neighborhood, who's afraid of men. Especially men of his kind . . . Rich and controlling. She was definitely wild, and it drove him insane whenever he'd thick of that bold kiss and the feel of her petite body in his arms. She would make a very good companion in his bed.

"Hi!" Sighting the pretty before him, he just couldn't resist her charms. From her head down to her feet was charming. Her well tinted golden hair with some patches of black, glittered like shining armor, her nails sparking like the stars, her smiles were so captivating that any man would find it so hard to resist. And that was when he discovered himself. Malison was the toughest guy of his time, but he just had to be gentle on the lady. To that end, he didn't even care about being intimidated by her chubby looks. His senses were off, taken over, but to her, everything was adding up and right there and then, Malison thought of all her man wonders. Once he saw her intently thinking of the tho

He had a gold sash around his waist, with black characters on it. The man was handsome beyond measure, He's slim, muscular, with an almost perfectly symmetrical face. He had tousled dark hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a mesmerizing deep ocean blue, flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout. His face was strong and defined, his features molded from granite. He had dark eyebrows, which sloped downwards in a serious expression. He radiated a feeling of danger, which made anyone weak in the knees out of fear.

“I only see glimpses. I want to know what kind of woman she is now.” Barrett’s eyes softened, a rare gentleness overtaking the usually iron mask. “She’s fierce. Demanding. She knows what she wants and makes no apologies. She leads with precision, makes smart decisions, keeps everyone in line. The board respects her. Clients adore her. She’s got the tenacity of Charles and the style of you.” I smiled, eyes brimming again. “That sounds dangerous.” “It is,” he said with a chuckle. “But it’s working.”

Chapter 42 Missy gaped with a steady expression, her blood tingling with rage that slowly took over her from the inside. From where they stood they could feel her anger radiating and they could only wish for a positive outcome. Missy is known for her terrible anger issues. She’s very calm and peaceful, doesn’t take things to heart, except two particular things, liars and betrayals. She loathed both to the extent it’s the first ever that brought out her other side that made everyone feared her. Including her rival, Kate Henson.

She usually served him and knew just how he liked it. Charlize was sin on two, long, toned, slender legs, she was a Siren, her abilities as a temptress were lethal and that made her almost impossible to resist. The woman was one of a kind, her reputation was frightening, but the lords of the Underworld admired her, were strongly attracted to her status. Her mind was that of the Devil, but she smiled like an Angel and spoke with a honeyed voice that could hypnotize a wall. Physically, Charlize was a classical beauty belonging in a bond film. Her almond- shaped eyes, which were usually lined with colourful eye- liner, were a striking blue with green specks. Those eyes were her greatest asset,

He heard in the tiniest and sexiest voice he'd ever come across. She turned to look at him and he mouthed a curse as he stared at her. She's damn gorgeous, pink lips that were made for sinning, high cheekbones, a pointed nose, blonde errant waves of hair at her sides and her amber eyes taking in his whole sight with disgust. "Hello! Take a picture, it'll last longer" She snapped and he stopped drooling, embarrassed as her maids giggled. "I'll rate you a 0.2 on a scale of 1-10, even if I wanted a guard, it wouldn't be an ugly ape like you" She insulted and he let out some breath.

"Her personality, her aura… the way she moves… she intrigues me." "Really?" Was Dane’s retort, her face contorted in dismay. If I could describe what she looks like in one word, it’s dubious. "That's all it takes to charm you? Because if you want strong, scary and charming I can beat your ass to a pulp, fix you up then have sex with you later." "Dane." "Yael."

I love being bold and daring, plus the fact that I get to turn you on makes me hot. What are you looking for here Charisma? I am just looking for a little fun right now until I find my mate. Shouldn't you be waiting for your mate, yeah but I am pretty sure my mate is not waiting for me. Oh how do you know what I say? You don't even have your wolf yet. I know, but still when I do get my wolf and find my mate I'm going to reject him. You don't even know who your mate is going to be so how can you reject them? Easy, I don't want to be with them, I want to be with you. Now can we get started? I am aching over here. I can down on my knees and see that her p***y is trimmed neatly. I spread her lip

Yes, trouble indeed. Beyond her striking appearance, she exuded a fiery spirit. He had witnessed the entire scene: how she swiftly handled two women and sent the third one fleeing within seconds, all while maintaining a smile. She seemed efficient, the kind of person trained fighters needed to be cautious of if they ever crossed paths. She might lack formal training, but she knew how to exploit vulnerable spots in the human body, and she didn't hold back. Fierce. Jake had always been drawn to fierce, fiery, and feisty individuals, and this captivating woman possessed all three qualities in abundance. She was a heady mix, and he was undeniably attracted to her. When she defiantly raised her c