Naughty Arabella Novels & Stories

Fired up with embarrassment and shame to having to witness such atrocities, Lady Francesca immediately closed her eyes and covered her palms so as to save her innocence further. She also turned her back into them as she felt the heavy and awkward atmosphere building. She didn’t know Verindale could be this wild and scandalous as she read it in the London publications and tabloids. It was a common knowledge to everyone that the Verindale’s present 19th earl of the earldom was a bold rebellious aristocrat who consistently tries to break the natural flow of the aristocracy as we know it.

His eyes wandered to his arousal and noticed it had gone down, then to Arabella. "Go clean yourself up in the bathroom." "Okay," She nodded and wrapped the duvet around her. Sandro gripped her hand as she moved past him and yanked the duvet from her body. "You are mine, so stop hiding from me." Arabella nodded, her head down. She scurried into the bathroom with her bare body and stood by the door-side. She heaved a breath and let it out slowly as she slid down the wooden door. Shame coursed through her body as she recalled what had happened.

When the lady felt someone or something approaching her location, her eyes searched for Ulula but a sudden arrow appeared and struck her right away, causing her to fall. "Priestess!" screamed Ulula as she saw the beauty willingly fall off the back of the clamator she was riding. The clamator swooped down to save Arabelle, who was now unconscious. Fortunately, the owl caught the young lady behind it right away. Ulula breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't tell anyone about what happened recently," Ulula said solemnly. "The weather looks bad; let's hurry before the rain reaches us." ********************** Arabelle awakens in a luxurious bedroom. She looked around; everything she saw was expensive a

When she climbed back onto the bed as if he wasn't there, he said impatiently, "You'd better get dressed now. You're going to move to your new house and I don't have time to spare." With an irritated sigh, Arabella shoved herself off the bed and crossed the length of the floor to the closet. She flung the closet door open and randomly picked up a traveling dress. Draping it carelessly over a chair nearby, she pulled her nightgown over her head, revealing her naked back to him. Despite his contempt for her, his treacherous body responded immediately. "Why don't you change in the bathroom?" He snapped, but she replied nonchalantly. "What's the matter? There's no part of me that you haven't see

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 19-20 { FACT AND COMPLAINT } Jay has been waiting for the past ten minutes in front of the school without any sign of Annabella, it's just three minutes to their closing time. He got down from the car and lean on it,just when the closing time clocked, Annabella showed up and Jay exhaled. "Jay!I'm sorry,I kept you waiting right?' Annabella said in rush

She studied from the start here and knew each and every corner of the school so she helped me navigate my math and coincidentally we had the same class. She was a chatterbox and had that friendly vibe however not everyone interacted with her over the last week I spent with her and I wondered why. She was nice to me and I wouldn't be wrong to say we were becoming friends. Sarah had the most beautiful set of dimples and she was blonde. Her smile was so beautiful. "Did you complete your homework, Arabella?" She asked me and I nodded my head as we took a seat in the front. "It was so hard I had to take help from Hades. And the sweetheart that he is, didn't even hesitate to do my homework. I love

I angrily threatened him. "Grandpa my ass!" Harlen hissed at me. "Why, Amber? Are you embarrassed that everyone will know that you're having an affair with a man who has four m's that's why you're denying it? A rich old man who's about to die is really your grandfather? And besides, You're a slut, Amber. You are seducing not only Sir Phil but also an old man who looks like he's going to die tomorrow?" Harlem insulted and laughed at me.

Now, the next singer to come on stage is ,” Maria glanced at the square of paper she held, “Sophia Anderson-” There was a cry of embarrassment from a table very close to the stage. Arabella spotted the woman with a look of annoyance on her face seated with a man, who she glared at, and another couple. She continued to frown at the man as she waved her hands adamantly in the universal sign of “no.” But the signal didn’t work-the others at the table kept trying to persuading her to take the stage. “Have you heard from Dustin,”? Cassius asked, drawing Arabella’s attention to him for just a moment. But before she could ask what he meant, she found herself turning back to watch the escapade.