Nasty Nun Novels & Stories

Jeremi commanded It was a woman elegantly dressed in a black-and-cream uniform, hair tightly slicked back, lips pursed in professional stillness. “Ma’am,” she said with a slight bow. “Mrs. Moretti I am here to prepare you for the night.” Eva blinked. Prepare? Mrs? The maid’s heels echoed on the marble as she walked toward the dressing area. “This way, please.” Eva followed, her bare feet making no sound on the cold, polished floor. Every step toward the unknown made her shoulders stiffen. Then the maid opened a door and Eva gasped. The bathroom was colossal. Bigger than her entire room at the convent.

“Now don’t scream, girl! Or else, you might find your life of leniency here inside the ob-lo quickly turn into something very, very grim and dark!” Ninang unbuttoned and pulled down her orange uniform and placed her cunt in front of Nina’s face as she knelt on the floor. Then the woman started pissing on Nina’s soft, plump cheeks. “Drink my pee, girl! Now, now, don’t scream!” Nina was shocked. It seemed as if all the terrible horror stories she heard about the ob-lo suddenly returned to her memories reeking vengeance and, yes, urine. But this was only the beginning.

She looks up to the calm, controlled Axar and she runs stumbling into the already fragile furniture and breaking a kitchen chair in her haste. She rolls and screams on the floor and slashes her own limps trying to get his blood off of her. Her eyes are pitch black and souless as she screams. I revoke my hold over Axar and let him run to comfort her. She sobs and holds onto him protectively, watching us with anxiety. No doubt dreading our response to her outburst. Narius shivers with bloodlust and he stares her down. "She fucking fed from me. From me!" Narius shouts. She did? Negative energy?

How could he allow a mere nanny to bully my precious daughter? I dialed Austin's number. His voice came through the line, sharp with impatience. "I'm busy. If you have something to say, tell my assistant." Before I could speak, the call was cut off. I stared at my phone, stunned. He hadn't recognized my voice. He hadn't even remembered my number. Before I could recover, Isla Chambers's mocking face loomed closer, her smirk brimming with triumph. "I thought you might actually be somebody. Turns out, you're just another pathetic clown putting on a show."

Her eyes remained closed at first, but the pressure radiating from her presence alone silenced the entire sanctuary. Even the guardian beasts lowered their heads. Kael whispered carefully, “Please tell me that’s friendly.” The woman’s eyes slowly opened. Pure silver. Not human. Not entirely wolf either. Ancient. The guardian’s voice echoed respectfully throughout the chamber. The First Fang of Luna. The execution leader’s face lost all remaining color. “Impossible…” The woman stepped forward slowly from the platform while the sanctuary glowed brighter around her. Every movement carried unnatural grace, but beneath it rested overwhelming power.

Did she just say she wanted custody of her daughter? That woman was Matteo's wife, ex-wife, one night stand. The possibilities were endless. “And who are you?”The lady asked me. “Oh…. I'm…. I'm…. I'm Sophia's nanny” I replied internally cursing that I had stammered She broke out into a mocking laugh “Nanny? I see Matteo is hiring any hag desperate for a job. You're fired” she said looking for the non-existent dirt in her nails.

So here she was, in her best interview blouse, the dark blue one with the small pearl buttons that her mother had given her years ago, filling out a form that asked questions no standard nanny application had ever asked her. Do you have any current or former affiliations with law enforcement, federal agencies, or private investigation firms? She wrote No. Are there any individuals you would describe as having a hostile interest in your personal activities or movements? She stared at that one for a while. She thought about her ex-boyfriend, Marcus, who texted her once a month at two in the morning with messages she did not respond to. She decided that did not qualify as hostile in the way thi

Interesting. “So… where’s that stone-headed friend of mine? Still sulking in his room?” Finn asked. “Take a wild guess,” Ms. Paltz replied, her strict demeanor returning. Finn smirked and climbed the steps to the lobby. That’s when his eyes landed on me. “Mmm… haven’t seen this pretty face before. And who are you?” My goodness, does he flirt with everyone? “Oh, that’s Kylian’s new private nurse,” Ms. Paltz answered.

-Emilio- Anastazie showed up for the Mate's Moon Ball looking gorgeous. Her white hair shined in the moonlight and the red lipstick she had picked brought her goddess like features out. She was a sight to behold yet she was obilvious to the young Alpha who were unmated stealing glances at her. Many packs called her the snow white of the wolves due to her beautiful white hair and fair skin. And me in my young stupidity had tricked our pack that she was weird and ugly. I felt jealously as all the other young males oogled her. She was mine, I had known her the longest. Many of the men sniffed the air as she absent mindedly walked past them. They were all hoping she'd be their mate and their pac

I wonder is she a masochist. I was behind her, stroking her cunt, teasing her while she moaned softly. "Enough teasing me, come fuck me like the slut you said I am" she said impatiently. "posso vedere quanto sei bagnato e impaziente I said to her. (I can see how wet and impatient you are) I took off my shirt and loose my pants, with my reflection in the glass window, she could see my tattoos on my chest , my scars on my neck and stomach and my birthmark on my left arm.