Peni Parker Novels & Stories

He reads further about Daniel Parker and comes across an article where Daniel’s father in law despises him. Daniel’s father in law, Eduardo Conners is a wealthy billionaire who runs various companies and drug syndicates. He also realizes that the woman in the sex footage is not Daniel’s wife,Karina,the famous runway model and influencer. “Jackpot!” Fernandez says to himself. Fernandez begins to pace around in his room and begins to soliloquy. “Daniel Parker is rude and looks down on the poor like me,I never liked him since his face came up on the media” he goes to sit down.

She was so wrapped up in the multiple unsavory scenarios that she barely noticed someone slide in next to her, plopping down with great fanfare. She turned to see a tall man with short blond hair and green eyes. They were not the pretty shade Brenden sported, and seemed much less vibrant. Nothing special. He was thin and wore a polo shirt while his hair was pushed back with gel. And he reeked of cologne. “Irene,” he called happily. “I’m Parker. It’s nice to meet you.” He leaned over and hugged her, taking her by surprise. She caught Sammy trying to hide her smile. Even Henry looked on with interest.

Nearby, Robert was rogering Beth from behind, while she rubbed his mother-in-law Hatsumi's pussy. Mrs. Felicia Parker, a big-breasted but slender black woman, was fisting Penny, who was sucking Blaine Parker, a 20-year-old jock who attended the same college as Essence and Sheila. He was one of their 'friends with benefits', and Felicia's son.

One of my friends tried to defuse the situation but I barely heard him. My attention was locked on Greg. "What’s your fucking name?" I asked, voice steady. For a second, he just stared at me. Then, in a slow motion, he reached for a napkin and wiped the spill off his hand. "Andrew Parker." Andrew Parker. I scoffed. "Yeah? You lose your damn head or something? Think you’re special just ’cause you’re pretty?" Andrew tilted his head slightly, studying me like I was some kind of mildly interesting specimen under a microscope. Then—

“Who the fuck do you think you are? I adore that lady! Cherish her! I have since she was a youthful young lady. Don’t you set out come around here retching presumptions, debasing what you’ll never get it! You’re a stage to her, a few chance to see how the other side lives. She merits way better and so offer assistance me God, I’ll do my damnedest to keep her absent from you! Get off my property, some time recently I call the police and have you arrested!” Parker spit, inspired by his enthusiastic appear of feeling, but distant from hindered. He might be from the other side of the tracks, but he’d begun on the same side as Isadora and he wasn’t going in reverse. Sticks and stones. His thumb d

“How about we just finish him? Like Ramon Ortega. A prison fight. Quick. Clean. Done.” Parker’s eyes fluttered shut for a moment before snapping open,his body jerking, panic flickering across his face. “There’s… there’s a problem,” he stammered, his words spilling out in a rush. Helena paused, her hand freezing mid-stroke. “A problem?” she repeated, her voice like a knife’s edge.

In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers. According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever. I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros." Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away. The rumors only got worse. "That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy." "She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat

“Mr. Parker. This is Ms. Neriah Russell, one of the contestants for the upcoming reality show.” He looked past the receptionist and landed his eyes on me. He looked like he was in his late thirties, maybe early forties. His hair is brown with whites at the temples. He has a neat and tidy beard with a dusting of white hair peeking through. He has lines at the corners of his eyes and light green eyes. He looks professional but serious. “You may leave now, Ina,” he said, dismissing Ms. Snooty. When she left, I extended my hand. “Mr. Parker, it’s nice to meet you.”

After he left, I stared at the folder for a while. "I think we should trust Aria a little more. She is our mate, and even if she sometimes gets angry with us, she would never..." I heard my wolf's voice inside my head. Although I agreed with him, I still wanted to know about the doctor Aria had recently visited so often and the things she shared with him that I didn’t know about. I opened the folder and felt my chest tighten at the sight of the picture. Dr Parker was the opposite of me in appearance. He had short blonde hair, blue eyes, and was undeniably handsome. Slightly older than us, he came from an impressive background.

"What made you ask such an odd question? Except for the fact that you are Luca or course..." "I saw these things on the internet...I think it's called a femme-pee or something like that and it's basically a funnel that girls can pee down so it's like they have a dick," Luca replied as he continued to urinate. "The internet is a dark place." "I'm glad I have a built-in straw to piss through," he said. "Thank you, Luca, for that slightly uncomfortable description of your penis," I said with a grimace. "And are you done? How much liquid can you possibly store in your bladder.