Peni Parker Novels & Stories

I didn’t mind him getting into an elevator, taking me even further, I just focused on licking his warm skin, feeling his hair shiver with my contact and the trembling in his chest reappear. But when the elevator doors opened showing a poorly lit hallway, with some wooden doors scattered, I was apprehensive for the first time. I would lose my virginity to a stranger. The man put me down, making evident our difference in height, I needed to bend my neck to be able to look into his eyes and even with the heels he was a head bigger than me. "If you want to give up it’s still in time." His deep voice hit me making me rethink my choice. " My name is Parker, and the one who was downstairs with your

"Such an actual sadistic b —." "I wouldn't complete that sentence if I were you, Sherlock." His head snapped back and his feet on their own accord marched to her, his words coming out in an angry growl. "Where the fuck have you been ?" Alex Parker stood at the door to the roof, one of her extremely big shirts on and cargo pants, except the difference now was, her shirt wasn't buttoned so he could see the tattoo in between her collarbones, the black bra that brought her breasts out and the bikini she was wearing peeked out of her pants.

Piper reaches down and grabs the man by the balls, squeezing until his screams change to cries of pain. “Shut the fuck up, or I’ll rip your balls off. Yours won’t be the first I’ve removed today,” she growls at him. “Careful Hellfire. We might change your name to Neuter at the rate you’re destroying mankind’s manhood,” Raptor says, giving her a grin. “Neuter! I like it.” “Hellfire fits you better, my love,” Henry says, continuing to drag the now quiet man to the van. We get them loaded up and I make sure they’re secure before walking Rebecca to the driver’s side.

Resisting her was becoming more difficult than anything he'd ever faced. These feelings were maddening, but he couldn’t deny them. They were no longer children; she was now a twenty-four-year-old woman who had just been heartbroken over someone who wasn’t him. The thought twisted inside Parker like a knife. His jaw clenched as he pulled out his phone, eyes dark and menacing, as if he was ready to tear someone apart. “Mr. Prawit, I need you to investigate something for me. I’ll send you the details shortly. Make sure it’s handled,” Parker said, his tone leaving no room for doubt about the seriousness of the request.

I just didn’t understand why. “But I’m not into dressing up in some man’s wife’s clothes so he can get his rocks off. Dean is totally obsessed with his wife. With this whole role-playing thing. It’s why I was so surprised to see men like you at my doorstep.” “Men like me?” My eyebrow arched. “Biker, he ….” she threw a look at Parker. She wanted to say something but couldn’t in front of the boy. “Parker go and get your things.”

Parker and pen have always been my most trusted friends and as much as they don’t understand my obsession with Ferrah they stand by my side and will go head first into battle with me to bring the dammed down and restore this world to its beginning as human kind ruling over it. “I want eyes on them at all times and call our good friend Banner for a little meeting” parker gives me a slay smirk and pulls out his phone “I’m sure he would be very interested to know his son is now taking up residence with the young alpha pup.” Parker walk out of the room talking on the phone and leave Pen and myself to go over a new plan for the night of the ceremony. In three days she will be mine. Three fucking

They also all lived in the same apartment block—a converted warehouse they’d bought as a collective—and they worked together at The Playbook, an online men’s health and lifestyle magazine/blog. Parker’s responsibility was sports and gossip, aptly named ‘The Locker Room.’ He had recently gotten a big boost in followers after an exclusive interview with Ruby, a singer/songwriter who’d collapsed on stage a couple of years ago. At the time, there was a lot of speculation about whether it was drug-related, but he was the first one to get the real story. She’d had a brain aneurysm on stage…and survived. It wasn’t the only revelation of the interview, either. Ruby exploded the internet by telling t

"No woman in her right state of mind would speak to you the way those two women did unless you screwed them." Cameron Parker commented as he settled down on the couch in MJ's office. Cameron was a thirty-year-old man who still got into a lot of trouble. He looked like a troublemaker, and anyone who had eyes could never miss that fact about him. He was wearing black skinny jeans, a white silk shirt, white Timberland boots, and a long silver chain hanging around his neck. His dark black hair was a mess, and his lips were set into a pout. His grey orbs snapped to Jorge when he did not reply to his comment. "Shit! You screwed them both, didn't you?" He asked, but Jorge did not answer; he just si

Cindy sulks. "Where are my manners?" he said candidly and stepped out of the hot tub, wearing only black swimming trunks. He then grabs a towel and walks towards Ava and Cindy as he continues to dry his hair. "I'm Henry Glass, the owner of this cafe." Ava was just brought back to reality when he offered his right hand. Subconsciously she shook it too. I might have discovered a nasty secret but it's their business. I can't go back empty handed, now that Claire and Dave want a fresh start.

PENELOPE Hi I'm Penelope Gabrielle Avery, 17 years old. Yes, I'm the famous, gorgeous, and rich heir of Avery Corporation, but I don't really know much about dad's business. I lost my mom when I was 8, car accident. So, I'm living with my dad who only comes home once or twice a month. It isn't a big deal though since he buys me gifts from his business trips abroad. And yes, I'm the only child so he spoils me. I can have everything I want to have.