Nick Kurtz Fantasy Novels & Stories

He can't see me crying. "I have a plan." Kurt whispers to me. I pulled my head up to him. "Stop fucking crying girl." Kurt spit while he thumbs away my tears. "What's your plan?" I asked. He smirked. "It's so gonna work. But we'll just have to wait until they sit back down on the couch." I nod. "I'm so sure Nick will get fucking jealous." Kurt smirked. "What is it?" I asked. Kurt moved closer to me and whispered something to my ear. My eyes widened as soon as I heard what he was planning on doing and I quickly turned to face Kurt again.

“I’m dissatisfied with Consultant York, but I still want the project done as soon as possible! “That was why I went to beg for Kurtis Lee’s support! “I wanted to offer Consultant York a chance! “Kurtis only joked with Madam Kairi because he adored her! “Yet, Consultant York broke both of Kurtis’ arms because of that! Chanse seemed as if he was terrified. “He was the government’s consultant, and yet he was beating people up without regard!

“I have to go abroad this weekend. There are some problems with imported wine sources that need to be renegotiated.” “Ah. Wishing you all the best.” The night was quiet, with only the occasional sound of plane engines overhead. After a few stories with no beginning or end, Kurt revealed that he was an orphan adopted by Rollo's parents. And when they died, he lived with Rollo and his wife, helping them manage the taverns. He directly managed the Paradise Tavern and also indirectly managed other taverns. Unlike Emily who only wants to have a life with enough food and clothing, Kurt is like many other men with big ambitions.

Her heels were a shiny rose-gold color that drew attention to her delicate ankles. He suddenly had this wild image of gripping those ankles, spreading her thighs and baring her wet pussy to his hungry gaze. Years ago when they were together, they had never gone past kissing and making out... Neither of them had been ready for more back then, but now..... His thoughts had taken a crazy turn, and he knew he should stop thinking about her that way, but he couldn't.. Maybe he didn't even want to. What kind of underwear did she have on? Was it one of those mind-blowing scraps of silk underwear that he liked? Did she have a garter belt under that short, flared black skirt whispering against her th

Spoke up one of the other men at the table in a curt fashion that said he didn’t care about anything, especially all that much, least of all what I thought. My mouth moved wordlessly for a moment and then gathering my shaking demeanor, together I asked, “What is it that you want from me, because I’ve done nothing wrong and I have every right to return home.” “No, Fantasy I don’t think you understand the matter at all.” Said the first speaker. “You see, you don’t have any rights at all if we say that you don’t. In fact, you don’t even exist and for that matter, your parents, as well, if we decide to say so.”

said the man sarcastically "Not me! but you're the one who's been missing all this time Mr. Travos, and you want me, What?! are you kidding!!" Kurt replied while cursing lowly Bastard. “You are the lowly bastard. Who are you calling ‘lowly Bastard’? You should call me 'brother-in-law'. Let's meet now, where are you!!” Nick said with wide eyes. Kurt brought the speakerphone to his lips before replying harshly "Cut the shit off!!" Kurt hung up the phone after he cursed again under his breath.

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

"I just never thought that…" Kurt was one of the bravest and most ruthless of all of Luke's men. Out of all of them, he had been selected to become Luke's personal bodyguard and had assumed this role for many years. Thus, it was safe to say that Kurt was one of the most outstanding fighters in Sea City. Why did he end up like this? This was why Gwen had hesitated when she first laid eyes on him. She could not believe that the formidable man she once knew would end up vulnerable and homeless.

The fantasy took over completely—Father Chris’s voice in my ear, his breath hot against my neck, his fingers replacing mine, thicker, surer, pressing that spot that made stars explode behind my eyes. I pictured him saying “louder” again while he fingered me in that candlelit room. I pictured him watching me come apart on his hand and still not giving me his cock. Not yet. The thought of being denied again pushed me over the edge. My thighs clamped around my wrist. My whole body seized, shaking so hard the water churned like a storm. I came with his name on my lips—Chris, not Father—muffled against my own arm so the neighbors wouldn’t hear.

Well sexual or nonsexual at the end of the day I was still kidnapped and strapped here against my will. My face paled as I thought about it more. Me acting like a toddler. My face morphed from an angry glare into a disgusting expression. I had to stop this at all costs. "Well, that doesn't make it any better and do not think I'm ignorant. I know what it means and I also know that with that kind of relationships consent is very important and right now nothing of that is happening here between us. I will not partake in your sick fantasy. I don't like it so get me out of here!" I was angry, no furious. First, they kidnap me, then they restrain me and to top it all they will force a kind of life