Mlp Fancy Pants Novels & Stories

For nearly four years Ella Stanford has been working as a secretary to Javier Summers, and for most of that time, she has been fighting her own feelings for him. Javier was undeniably sexy but she knew she should never fall for a ruthless playboy. He has never paid heed to her, so this has not been a problem but a struggle on her own. Until one day, at his fancy birthday party, she came in a strikingly gorgeous red dress and with an additional accessory at hand: another man. A business trip to Sicily, Italy with Jave brought them closer together. He even pretended to be her fiancé in order to shoo away Ella’s unwanted suitor. Soon, this friendship led to an intense, passionate affair. But when their passion led to an unplanned pregnancy, would the wild CEO succumb to marriage? Contains sexual scenes and usage of profanity.

On my boyfriend, Draco Leroyce's birthday, I take him to a newly-opened fancy restaurant of my own for his birthday meal. Thinking that we'll be having a birthday cake for dessert later, Draco and I decide to order a set meal that includes a pizza and a plate of pasta. With a smile, I hand the menu over to the waitress. She plasters a fake smile on her face as she grabs the menu. But she secretly calls us "broke ass bastards" in Virellian. I draw my brows into a deep frown instantly. "What did you just say?" The waitress is momentarily stunned. Then, she shoots me another fake smile. "I said I'll prepare your food right away." I just sneer back at the waitress before responding to her in fluent Virellian, "You were calling us broke ass bastards."

Amelia Starling lived a normal life in the city of Michigan, working as a waitress in a very fancy café she lived a single life her only stress was to go to work and cater for her grandma as she was an orphan, but all these changed the moment she witnesses a gunfight between two mafia gangs which causes an uproar in her life, one that went from a prickly nightmare to a flowery soft dream. Damon Morningstar, the Don of the highest mafia gang in the states, was referred to as the Mafia King, he has both the looks and the money, ladies fell at his feet, and he was called the Mafia king, death himself. Known for his ruthlessness and popularity he holds a great standard in the mafia society and outside, he meets Amelia at the gunfight and makes it his mission to get her as his. Two to tango they both take off into a world of hate, love, and death.

Every one thinks her life is perfect but inside her, she knows it's far from even good or she should say that it's more like a luxurious hell. She has everything that makes life fancy but no meaning. She never receives love from her own home Her heart is totally empty until her secret prayer came to life. That one night when she asks her mom who passed away long time ago, after giving birth to her for something she never thought possible. "I know it's impossible for me to be with you and I don't know kung hanggang kailan ko kayang mag-isa... well you could at least send me an angel." nakangusong wika niya sa kawalan habang nakatingin sa nakangiting larawan ng kanyang ina. Nasa ganoon siyang tagpo nang may biglang kumatok. Who could possibly that be?

"Imagine how much nicer it would be if you were in these handcuffs, squirming, pleading, yet needing, beneath me." His words caused a stir in my pants and a whirlwind in my life. They provoked images in my mind I never would have thought of on my own. Neither would have imagined that I would touch myself to his words. The reasons are simple, One, he is in cuffs because I am a detective and he is a criminal. Two, I have a girlfriend, I am straight. Nothing can ever happen between us. Elijah Stone is a star detective, model in all his ways, and a model girlfriend that he isn't sexually attracted to. Until criminal Jesse Harding walks into his life, ruining everything and needing Elijah's protection. Now Elijah has to fight bad guys, and his traitorous body that only wants to drown in Jesse's chaos.

I went to exactly one party in my new, wealthy neighborhood. Then my neighbor Brenda sued me. In court, she held her bruised and battered daughter, Tiffany. She accused my son of rape. Mid-hearing, Tiffany tugged her collar down. Red marks circled her neck. "He tried to rip my pants off," she sobbed. "He tried to force himself on me. I fought back. So he beat me. He ruined my face!" Outside the courthouse, protesters held up signs, calling my son a piece of trash, a spoiled rich kid. Online, a photoshopped memorial of me went viral. The caption read: The unfit mother should die with her son. My company’s stock plummeted. But I just sat there. Stone-faced. I asked for my son, Cooper, to be brought in. The courtroom doors opened. Cooper walked in. Everyone froze.

After the death of her parents in a fatal accident, Maria's life takes an ugly turn. Immersed in huge debts and meeting her supposed boyfriend pants down with another lady, Maria is heartbroken. In the spur of the moment, she decides to end it but luckily gets saved by a mystery man. Going to the club for a fun time, she gets drunk and bangs a stranger who is no other than Andrew Walker, the son of her parents's killers. Shockingly, he is her savior; the mystery man, and just as he gave her a second chance at life, he's determined to frustrate her to death. When his fake date for the day disappoints him, Maria is his only hope. What is supposed to be a one-time thing, needs another and another until she's tied with Andrew. How much can she endure her fate? And secretly seeking revenge for her parents, will she damn their bond and hurt her savior in wolf's fur?

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.

️Warning ️ MATURE CONTENT Zara comes home to Willow Creek and crashes into forbidden heat with her best friend Amina's widowed dad, Elias. ****** Ripping my pants aside ..he slids his finger inside me .. eyes locked on mine ..I let out a gasp as I feels his powerful fingers touching the walls of my womanhood. "Should I stop?, he asked his voice raced with need and a hint of teasing to it.I shuttered, the pleasure overwhelming my sense of judgement and reasoning. I just had one thought in mind," I wanted him to fill me up,and fuck me, destroy my pussy without a care of anyone, not even my best friend." ***** When the pregnancy test turns positive, the secret explodes. Elias wants her and their baby forever. Amina finding out her best friend is carrying her father's child could ruin everything. Raw, unprotected, age-gap obsession with one life-altering surprise.

When I found out I was pregnant, Elroy Lousteau went all out—hired some fancy doctor, loaded me up with meds to "protect the baby." He'd never believed in anything before, but suddenly he went to church, praying like his life depends on it. "You've been through hell, babe. Once the baby's here, I swear I'll make it right." That same day, I picked up his phone by accident. "As instructed, the meds include a compound for permanent infertility. The baby will be stillborn. "Ms. Tillon's baby is healthy and will be delivered safely—as the true Lousteau heir. "Mrs. Lousteau won't suspect a thing. Your relationship's secure. You can rest assured." I looked down at my belly. He never loved me. Not really. So I made up my mind—once the divorce papers were signed, I was gone. No looking back.