Pastel Tales Novels & Stories

She'd promise to be good but the next day she'd begin the cycle all over again. Ashleigh slowly lifted her head and stared into the pantry. She reached for a bag of cookies. She ate until there weren't any more and when she reached the bottom of the bag it surprised her. She stood there at the counter panting at the empty bag of cookies. She quickly crumbled it and darted into the bathroom. She lifted the toilet seat and shoved her finger down her throat until she had regurgitated all that she'd eaten. When her stomach was empty and all she could do was lay on the floor panting, she felt something warm and furry touching her foot. She pulled her head from the bathroom floor and saw Maggie r

Daniela said and I blushed. "You are even blushing.I thought you said you weren't going yesterday.Your moans were disturbing my sleep" "Daniela"I smacked her shoulders playfully. "Ouch but it's true you know.About the baby,I got so many cute baby names" "Celebrating your victory huh?"Charyl said walking to us. "Don't you get tired?"I asked crossing my arms. "I don't.The master is mine and you seduced your way into his bed.I'm gonna get what's mine.Mark my words Claire I'm gonna make you pay"

The promise of the cliffside villa loomed, a dark jewel on the horizon, waiting. —— The morning dawned grey and somber, a heavy blanket of clouds muting the usual tropical brilliance. It felt fitting. The aftermath of the Wellness Pavilion session hung in the air like a shared, carnal secret. At breakfast, conversation was sparse, punctuated by the clink of cutlery and stolen glances charged with new knowledge.

I tucked them behind my ear and glanced at Tom. He leaned casually against the wall, the moonlight accentuating the sharp angles of his jaw. His messy black hair fell across his forehead, making him look even more irresistible. “Then tell me,” Tom coaxed, a teasing grin spreading across his face. “You can’t call me your boyfriend if you keep your sexual fantasies from me.” I inhaled deeply, my pulse quickening. Tilting my head back, I bit gently on my lower lip before meeting his gaze again. Excitement sparkled in my eyes.

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" Look! This is a different color of blue compared to the color of your amulet. " He closely looked to his amulet and compared it to the amulet in the book. He also gives me a wondering look, he's confused. (You can see the picture of Kyle's amulet in my page, PitchdarkqueenKleyr Stories. Comment down below if you already saw it so that I can notice you fast.) " Maybe what you think is not the true story behind this mysterious picture. " While I'm saying that, I remember how Cristelle and I fought. Everything she said flashed in my head.

I should just enjoy this moment with my cheesecake. Oh my, it is so good! But I didn’t expect some firework explosion in my mouth. That only happens in stories, trust me, I know. How I wish I could go here every day so I could try all the tasty pastries. Now that I think of it, it is a perfect place for me to write my stories, it’s so quiet and the ambiance is nice. Plus, the lady who approached me looks nice, maybe we could be friends too. Sadly, I finished eating and went to leave to do whatever agenda I had to do, but not before saying goodbye to the kind lady whose name’s Beatrice.

Because ordinary elves have elegant dispositions, they usually don't try to wear gaudy outfits like these. It was almost practically like swimsuits, too. If Cecil and Fran were to wear them... "Prince, did you think something naughty? In that case, shall I let it out for you?" "Wait for a moment here, this is the royal castle!?" Cecil stopped the tempting Fran. The air has tensed in an instant. It seems that they haven't completely opened up to each other yet. At that time, a subject of the Fairy King returned. "We apologize for keeping you waiting, Allan-sama"

Tangled- Book 5 of The Dark Fairytales (An Erotic Retelling of Rapunzel) Trapped in a huge castle from birth by her mother, Rapunzel itches for the taste of the land beyond it. When a petty thief, Noah tells her to drop her hair, she's intrigued by his masculine features and becomes desperate to flee from her obsessive mother. When she finally does, she's thrown into a world filled with passion and with the clock ticking, she struggles to hide from her mother and pursue her innermost ambitions- ride a cock.