Noelle Leyva Feet Novels & Stories

Fear and aching need mixed on his face. “On your knees,” Nova ordered. Elliot dropped to his knees on the hard platform. Nova stood over him, her fishnet-clad legs framing his face. The heels of her patent leather boots gleamed under the spotlights. She slowly lifted the hem of her sleek black dress, revealing she wore no panties underneath.

Do you know how much these shoes cost? Leya slowly struggled to her knees, flushed, downcast eyes. "Yes," she breathed. "You're right…. I don't know how much those shoes cost….?" Her eyes flashed up, cold and angry— ".but I'm thinking they weren't worth this." Crack. Leya's hand slapped Eleanor's face so hard her head whipped to the side. Eleanor gasped, stumbling. Crack. The second one took a little more. And then Leya advanced, eyes blazing with centuries of women standing in front of her there who'd had enough.

I asked. “Yes, I have but You are not chubby, you are thick, maybe a little….,” she smiled looking down at my thighs, breast, and stomach, then her eyes trail behind me my big fat ass. “Well that is a big fat ass, Liora. I have styled a lot of people and yes I have style, thick, thin, different sizes. The world no longer cares and when you walk into that hall you will stun everyone, that is because you are stunning. I should have known why Damien is dating you…,” Noelle added with a big smile.

calmly said Nelle. Layla soon realised that Nelle was wearing one of the library aprons and pin saying, ‘temporary assistant’. Her dark wavy hair was tied up neatly in a bun, and her light brown eyes were covered by navy blue cat shaped glasses. Underneath her apron, she wore a white vest and some loose-fitting black pants, and to finish off the look were some comfy black sandals. “Oh... I’m sorry about that. I’ve just been kinda jumpy today.” Layla apologised as she slumped her head, realising the mistake she’d just made.

I hold out my hand and Noelle looks at the doctor, waiting for her to nod before she carefully walks over to stand beside me. “Beta Charlie told me you were alive, but I didn’t believe it until I smelled your scent, and then I smelled the blood, and…oh, you really are fixing Laney’s leg, aren’t you?” she asks, leaning over to watch what the doctor, no Luna Yara, is doing. “My sister has been trying to teach herself medicine so she could help heal our pack members,” I say proudly. Noelle moves to stand closer to Luna Yara, not releasing my hand.