Novel & Cerita My Beautiful Commander

"The Commander has already entered the palace. Let's go in." The group quickly got out and followed behind the crowd. Meanwhile, James kept his eyes fixed on Scarlett's retreating figure. So that was the Commander of the Obsidian Unit? Completely different from what he had imagined. He had expected someone intimidating and imposing-a fierce woman with overwhelming killing intent. Instead, she was slender and composed. Even with the mask concealing her face, her figure alone carried an undeniable elegance and authority. His mother had told him to find a way to earn her favor.

The Commander spat the word out like it was a curse when I landed on my heels, only feet away from him. His barrel-chested body strained as he struggled to contain his wolf, wise enough to know that shifting in The Darkness was a painful way to meet The Moon Goddess. The handful of guards left drew in close around him, unsheathing their swords and aiming it for me as their horses neighed warningly. There had to have been more than two dozen of his men left, scattering into the trees when he muttered a command at them. “Long time no see, Commander. I must give my apologies for missing Princess Triel’s funeral,” I called out as a thick wave of fog rolled between us, hiding his body from my vie

The crimson glow in his eyes softened to that familiar amber as he focused entirely on her. His hands slid up from her hips to cup her breasts, thumbs brushing over the sensitive peaks with practiced gentleness. “You are so beautiful,” he breathed against her skin, his lips trailing along her collarbone. “Even when you are lost in ecstasy like this, you are still the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.” Amelia struggles to catcher her breath, softly moaning with ever slow movement of his hips. “You are so handsome,” she managed to say. The compliment struck him with the force of a physical blow, his movements faltering for a moment. The word– “Handsome”– was one he had not heard directed

Sure, he was interested…in trying to figure out a way to keep her from finding out his secret and maintain some distance between them, while at the same time working with her amicably and protecting her from the Coven. “She’s a sweetheart, you know. Cheeky and clever, but adorable,” the Commander continued. “And her favorite flowers are daisies. She loves the scent of pomegranates and roses, and her favorite color is blue—” “Not interested,” Jester repeated. Gratitude and respect, he reminded himself as they left the office and made their way to the lifts. The staff and agents they passed stood aside and gave respectful nods and salutes. When they reached the lifts, the Commander muttered in

I lifted my head to see Commander staring down at me with a frown on her face. "I uh…" she cut me off with a sharp look. With her hands behind her back, she stepped away from me and went to examine the weapons that I had already cleaned up. There was obvious disdain in her expression as she looked down on them. I could tell that she was going to tell me to clean them again. "Did you know that I'm the first female army commander that Moratia has ever had?" she asked rhetorically, picking up a sharp sword. I furrowed my brows, not understanding where she was going with such a conversation.

he says, and all four of the commanders march out looking like esteemed champions. My stomach instantly twists as I realize I will be the next one exiting in front of the females. Going after the commanders will be hard to follow. Their mass alone is going to be more appealing to the females, not to mention their titles. Commander Burk has claimed gold status so every female out there will be wanting him as their mate.

The Man commanded. " You are not doing such a thing!" Laura's voice was filled with disbelief. " Watch me!" Mr Anderson challenged.

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

We sat at the empty table in the cafeteria. “I didn’t deny that. We’re not just meant to be.” “I smell bullshit even over a mile. You both are perfect for each other. Like made in heaven kind of shit.” “Sir, Mr. Linden,” the team leader, Camden, stood before us. “I just wanna say, I appreciate what you said back there. Maybe we just worked too hard to impress you and missed the important part in real combat. Thank you, sir.” I nodded. “Don’t be too hard on yourself. There’s always room for improvement. In due time, you’ll be a good leader out there, Camden. That’s why I chose you myself.”

he commands. Confused but obedient, I part my lips just a fraction. He leans up and spits into my mouth. My eyes go wide, shock mixing with something wild and unexpected. He smirks, reading me perfectly, and his voice drops, rough with desire. "Swallow," he orders. "I want you to taste yourself and how fucking good it is." It sounds disgusting but caught in the heat of the moment, it's fucking electric. Raw. Intimate. And somehow, impossibly hot.