Modern Damsel In Distress Novels & Stories

We were the storm they didn’t know they were waiting for. A woman—tall, blonde, too polished to be real—slithered up to Damien and placed a manicured hand on his chest. “Well, well,” she purred. “I haven’t seen you downtown in a while. When did the playboy become so… tamed?” Damien didn’t respond. He only tugged me closer by the waist. I rolled my eyes and knew exactly what he wanted. I plastered a smile across my face and slid my hand over his chest knocking the woman’s hand off, as I tilted my head with mock sweetness.

Nathan answered her. She flinched.”why would I be expecting you in any way?” She said in an angry tone.” Are you insinuating that I'm a stalker?” “No, we are sorry.” Musk pleaded. “Alright, I will lead the way.” She utters and turned around. Damien licked the lowest of his lips in a seductive manner,, and then it dawns on Ethan that Damien stares straight into strange lady eyes and is probably under a spell. They arrived at the king castle. Whoa! Its beauty was done fantastic and appeasing to the eyes. It's alluring beauty, just then Ethan notices some purples marbles and knows immediately that the country they are, might be full of demons.

“Go on. Take a look.” Damion didn’t hesitate. He moved past Adrian, gun steady, steps silent. He rounded the crates, his breath locked in his chest. And then— Carmela. She was sitting on the cold floor, her wrists bound, a strip of tape covering her mouth. Her hair was a mess, her eyes wide and glassy with fear, but she was alive. A sharp exhale left Damion’s lungs. Then— Pain exploded in his side. He staggered forward, his body slamming into the crates.

I'm the lucky lady who kissed a lot of frogs but finally fell into the throne of a Perfect Prince. I just smile and say thanks to the driver. I drag the suitcase to the elevator and stop on the third floor. I walk past Nate's door and stop at Lana's apartment. When I push the door open, my heart stops. Damien is sitting on the couch, wearing a black suit. He immediately stands when I walk in. Lana is standing at the kitchen door, making weird faces and winking at me. I don't know why she looks so excited. It's annoying. He dragged her into this little trick.

Dom decided to show back up then. He walked up and stood on my other side. “Jasmine.” He greeted courtly. “I see my fun has ended, so why am I here?” She walked back to the couch and made a full production of bending over to it. “My man was captured and is being possessed. I need a poti-” “Possessed? By who? Not Astra!” Jasmine started freaking out. “How dare you call me for that!” Her eyes became slits as she glared at Dax.

Ever since I reached puberty, he'd tried to get in my pants, and with a last-ditch effort, he acted on his obsession now. "A man within the ranks of the Aslanov should claim your pussy. Not a motherfucking Antonov." He was faster, maybe more frantic as he shoved my dress up. More tears rent the air, and I sucked in a sob, replacing it with a growl. "No, Damien!" Twisting and wriggling, I struggled to break away. As soon as cooler air touched the backs of my thighs, I knew it would be over. "Stop this!" A woman had rushed into the room, and between my fight to slip out of Damien's hold and this newcomer pulling him back, she saved me.

“He’s Damien Vladimir—the billionaire. My goodness, he’s even more handsome in person.” The other nurses squealed in excitement. “Sell that photo! You’ll make a fortune—he’s barely on the internet!” one of them urged. Meanwhile, back in the waiting area, Damien returned, dressed in fresh clothes and flip-flops. His damp hair hung loosely as he rubbed at it impatiently. Mason rushed in, breathless. “What happened? I came as soon as I heard.” Damien glanced at Agatha, then answered, his tone clipped. “She fell from a running horse. She’s pregnant, so it was dangerous.”

Both Remmy and I went and said hi to the few as I was sipping my red wine. "By the way Remmy,why did you drink past your limit yesterday?Is everything alright?"I asked being concerned. "I got..."he stopped until I realized where he was looking at.At the stairs there was a lady in red satin dress.May I say she was wearing a very expensive Estelle Couture designer dress,in a black mask.She had a smile but in a moment our gaze met and she smirked at me.Never have I ever shuddered underneaths someones gaze but this time I had a chill running down my spine.Why?I dont know

She can’t recall. “Daddy, I wanna go home!” Jo exclaims. She was hiding behind a shelf when she saw the chandelier nearly crushing Halsey. “That man who hurt Pretty Lady is also here!” “We’re going home,” Nathan assures her. He glances at Halsey who seems to be alright but in a kind of trance. “Take them out of here,” Damien says. He’s the one who pulled Halsey back when the chandelier was falling but the force of the fall might have shocked Halsey.