Modern Damsel In Distress Novels & Stories

Her heart beat faster when she saw the roof of her house from behind the tall bushes. Both hands brushed against two-meter-high bushes so as not to block her view. Suddenly, a pair of eyes widened when she saw her house in a very damaged condition. Damelza covered her lips to keep out the sobs that were about to escape. Her body trembled as the soles of her feet touched the grass in her yard. Her gaze shifted downward, to her pair of bare, bloody feet. Damelza does not have sandals or shoes. When she left Theo's mansion, she only brought the clothes that stuck to her body. In fact, Theo's bodyguards refused her request when she wanted to take her savings.

Needed him to claim her where others could watch. Damien didn’t care about her weak protest. He spun her around and bent her over the wide marble balcony railing, forcing her massive pregnant belly to rest heavily on the cold stone. Her huge tits hung over the edge, already leaking milk that dripped down toward the street far below. He yanked her dress up over her hips, exposing her bare ass and soaked pussy to the night air and anyone who might be looking from surrounding buildings. “Hold onto the railing,” he ordered, kicking her legs wider apart. “Ass up higher. Let them see that pregnant belly hanging while I destroy you.”

Seeing the same face as Victoria's so close, the emotions that Damien had buried deep inside him, started to surface again. "You have such pretty eyes that I want to drown myself in them. If you ever conduct any competition for select your queen, count me in, yeah?" Jasmine said, whispering in his ears seductively. Damien was so shocked by her approaching form that to get away from her, he kept on backing until he was on the edge of the bed. Just as he was about to fall on the ground, Jasmine held his collar before pulling him with a jerk as she hugged him. Widening his eyes when he was assaulted like his, he wanted to push her away, however, he felt as if his body didn't want to listen to h

“Is there anything you need? You’ve only to ask one of my men and they’ll get whatever it is you require.” “Is the bench unoccupied?” Derrick asked, a gleam entering his eye. Both Serena and Ren glanced at Sandra, and she could swear envy entered their gazes. Whatever the bench was, it must be pleasurable because both women looked as though they wanted to be in her position. “It is. I’ll have it reserved for you for the night if you like,” Damon said graciously. “I appreciate that. I’ll need restraints and a flogger.” Damon nodded and then Derrick said their farewells, Sandra echoing them as well as expressing her happiness over having met them. Derrick led her away from the group of people

Darina said, her voice cracking. Amber took a sip of champagne, her eyes narrowing. “It’s not like that, and you know it. Right now, it’s your pain and disappointment talking. You know he loves you. That cunning b*tch… something about her story feels off. I’ve seen the rogue camps. Women there are treated like dirt—tortured, abused. Yet she comes back after four years untouched, healthy, and dressed like she just returned from a luxury resort, not like someone who escaped a prison.”

Damian’s cold voice broke her chain of thoughts and she looked up to see him already standing outside. "I.... I don’t want to stay here," she said shaking her head. The next thing she saw was herself being dragged out by Damian. He threw her over his shoulder as if she was some kind of paper and started walking inside.Maya yelled and trashed in his Hold in an attempt to free herself but it was futile so she stopped struggling. She saw several maids and bulky men dressed in suit similar to the ones bodyguards in movies wear. They were all on their knees and had their head bowed.

Jolie snapped at her, but Janice just smirked and didn't say a word, but soon, someone stepped into a the train room, all dressed in a complete maid outfit, her outfit let down her back. "Jessica lohmes… at your service." Jessica bowed as she raised her head, and even Jolie was surprised at what she was seeing. Damien froze seeing Jessica standing there. He thought his eyes was deceiving him, but when he realized he wasn't seeing things, he felt all the blood drain out of her body seeing her bow to Jolie. "Damien look out!!" He heard Audrey scream before he felt a witch blast him with full power and he was thrown out of the castle, bursting through the walls.

I don’t want this to stop, and I trust them to not hurt me or make me do anything I don’t want to. This center of the room is elevated slightly on a circular platform. There are three very distinct and different thrones in front of the platform. Max and Sam walk and sit down on two of the thrones facing Damen and me. While still holding my arms up in the air, Damen binds my wrists to the ceiling chains with the leather cuffs. The inside of the cuffs is soft and made with a thick and soft material. Once secure, Damen extends his claws on his hands and leisurely runs one razor-sharp claw down the valley between my breasts and surgically slices the front of the baby-doll lingerie in half. It fa

"The first girl has been returned, Your Highness. Unharmed but... traumatized." Karter nodded. "Send in the second one." The attendant hesitated. "My lady, perhaps we should--" "Send in the second one," Karter repeated, her tone making it clear this wasn't a discussion. The second lady was older, maybe thirty. She'd been a warrior once before being captured and sentenced. She had more composure than the first, and walked to Damon's room with her head high. When they pushed her inside, she took in the scene calmly. Saw the destruction. Saw Damon standing there, breathing hard, fighting himself.

The door closed shut and the lighted candles got brighter. “A few of our spies discovered a demon energy at the southern city,” the high priestess announced. “And you all know the rules. What are they?” “Slay all demons! Have no mercy! Banish the evil from our sights!” We blurted. “Good,” she said calmly, and took a step down the podium. “We can't let them live. Which is why I will be sending one of you to the southern city.” The other women and I turned to look at each other. No one wanted that. It was filled with wolves and dark witches.