Nessarose Wicked Book Novels & Stories

It was nothing but a reflection of her lost happiness, broken dreams, and trampled pride. Emma flinched as his icy fingers reached behind her, unhooked her bra and flung it to the side unconcerned about where it landed. Blood rushed to her face, and a throbbing warmth spread between her thighs as she sat in front of him almost naked. Although the room was dimly lit, she wished it were darker. Not being able to look into his eyes, she decided to end her suffering and closed her eyes in defeat while he hungrily looked at her nudity.

Dane teased when Rozen came into our side after saying that the girl shall accompany us back to the pack. "How would I know that a girl would be here?" Rozen answered with an annoyed tone but eyes unexpectedly warm. "Another mate then" I stated with certainty which Rozen agreed with a nod. "Thats the first case no?" Dane asked "Likely. There were no account of a werewolf and a human being together especially with what happened in the past" I simply answered. "Eiii〜 what a plot!" Dane giddily said

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

"Rosa, can you give Carlo back to me? I'm pregnant with his child. The baby needs a father." She looked at me with red eyes, acting so fragile. I frowned, trying to step around her. Suddenly, Gemma flashed a twisted smile and slid a knife out of her sleeve. She grabbed my wrist, forced the handle into my hand, and then slashed her own arm with the blade. "Ah! Help! You've gone mad, Rosa! You're trying to kill me?! It hurts! No! Save my baby!" Gemma screamed as she collapsed on the floor, blood pouring from her arm and pooling beneath her.

For heaven's sake, he'd gone through a lot of hell, finally landing a reward and this damn system was trying to terminate it. "I'll accept it", he snapped, stretching out his hands, his fingertips lightly tapping on the Yes button. [Congratulations, host has been rewarded with the Lustful Manual!!] Alan's eyes widened, quietly watching as a book materialized in his hands out of thin air. His mouth hung open, his expression half astonished and half out of his wits. "Xena, what is this thing?", Alan clutched the book, his gaze landing on the........ drawing of two males tangled in a seemingly uncomfortable sex position. Absolutely crude to the eyes.

Just a black text box. [NEW MESSAGE]: AUTHOR_ADMIN Congratulations!!! You're coloring outside the lines again, Rina. The Masquerade was supposed to end with your humiliation, not a standing ovation. Nice job! But do you think the Midnight Rose makes you a Queen? It makes you a target. WARNING: The manuscript has been seized by the publisher and it's self-correcting. If you don't return to the 'Villainess' path by the next lunar cycle, he will initiate a hard-reset.

The sounds were filthy, wet, slick noises filling the quiet kitchen. “Jake…” I gasped, head falling back. “Say it,” he demanded, voice low. “Tell me how wrong this is while I finger this tight little pussy.” “It’s wrong,” I whispered, hips rocking against his hand. “We shouldn’t, God, don’t stop.”

They say love is stronger than lust. But Niu believed otherwise. Love might be powerful, sure—but the pull of raw desire? That was even stronger. Still, maybe it depends on the person. When someone cheats, they know the risks. They know they’re about to hurt someone they love. But the thrill? The rush? It’s so intoxicating that it’s almost impossible to resist. Once you give in, it becomes easier to do it again… until you’re hooked. Niu had always loved Leanne—for as long as he could remember. But the night he saw Kate dancing wildly on the floor, temptation hit him so hard that he forgot about everything—his feelings for Leanne, his vows to Claire, even his marriage itself.

It sat with remarkable calm despite the growing circle of staring servants, occasionally flicking its ears as if deeply unimpressed by southern civilization. A black card hung from the collar and Halrem took it. `For the Wicked One Who Does Not Fear Teeth. He bites only when ignored too long. — D.K.‘ There was a full second of silence. Then Halrem closed her eyes. Selene, against all wisdom, whispered, “It is adorable.” Halrem turned her head making Selene corrected her words immediately, “Monstrous. Entirely monstrous.”