Peni Parker Novels & Stories

Then I see Kane Parker. His photos are good. Not selfies but actual photography. One of him at what looks like a book signing, wearing glasses and a button-down with the sleeves rolled up. One of him in a coffee shop with a laptop. One candid shot where he's laughing at something off-camera and he looks genuinely happy instead of performing for the camera. His bio says: "Author. 29. Not interested in dating. Very interested in other things. If you're looking for a boyfriend, keep swiping."

She turned the screen. Vittorio Lorenzetti. My father. The blood in my veins went cold. “This isn’t just some real estate flip,” Makayla said. “They’re using the park project to move something. Launder money. Clean up political leverage. Maybe both. And you walking around like you’re just another dog walker?” She shook her head, eyes hard. “You’re right in the middle of it. And so is she.” I swallowed, my hands curling into fists.

“What do you plan on doing with that little girl Ms. E? I ain’t never seen you so aggressive with a woman.” “Don’t say it like she’s a child. Torian is more than legal and it’s not what I’m doing with her, it’s what you plan on doing with her. I just want to watch. You put your money on the table first.” I got closer to Parker pressing my breast against his shoulder, rubbing my hand up his leg to the crotch of his pants; I whispered kissing his ear lightly, “I wanna watch you fuck her as you would do me. Could you do that for me, Parker? Give me an orgasm tonight without touching me. Can you perform privately for me?”

dhiren rolled his eyes while saying "only I'm a fool here" liam opened the file and said "obviously" dhiren pouted dramatically liam started reading "name : Srinithi Parker Date of birth : october - 30- ×××× age : 19 years old height : 5 feet 5 inches occupation : student college : XYZ college of fashion designing Mother name : Amara Parker Father name : Henry parker Mother's Occupation : runs a small pastry shop Father's Occupation : works as a manger friends : salomi brown and violet Miller aka (Viola)

Each of us waited for the one who would break the silence. “I can’t believe you’re here,” one boy says suddenly. I remember him as Parker, that shaggy blond hair he’s tied back impossible to forget. As was the arrogance he projected when giving his name to Niko. Everyone saw it. I’m not surprised he opened his mouth first. He’s targeting Baylee Torres, a very petite, pretty girl with honey blonde hair, similar to Parker’s. “Shut up.” “I thought your daddy bought you into a good school. Or did they realise you’re not intelligent enough for them?” Parker questions, an infuriating smile we all want to slap off upon it.

Smoke lingered in the room and the clinking sounds of glasses being exchanged could be heard. In the middle sat a man who had a devilish aura around him. He had ink-black hair, eyes of the same, and a bulky figure that made him look intimidating. Although he had a lazy smile on his face, the people acquainted with him knew he was a force not to be reckoned with. There were two escorts who had an E cup accompanying him on his left and right. The man was the only heir of the Parker Corporation, Sean Parker. Like the Keatons, they held significant power in Kingstown.

Will added. Parker was increasingly surprised and confused, but she chose to let the men talk about the program as planned and only ask something when it was relevant to her role as editor. It didn't matter that the all-powerful Mr. Pierce, the network owner, program ideator, and also the star, was the same person she had met as Nicholas Rosemont when she was thirteen.

It's a fiery, intense quality that's both destructive and invigorating, like a raging inferno or a cool breeze fragrant with the scent of flowers. There's something mysterious and inexplicable about Parker that Harmony can't seem to understand. It makes her suspicious, fearful, restless, and ultimately disappointed: "Ouch, but that's the real reason you rejected Conal." Parker laughs, revealing her trademark fangs: "I don't like people, ahahahaha. I bet Conal was pale with embarrassment." Harmony remains silent. Parker is used to her companion's silence and continues to enjoy herself, humming "Love the mountains, love the beauties" while they run back and forth. Soon, both are exhausted and

He slipped behind me on the lounger and pulled me to his chest. I stared over at luis and wondered how I was going to get this all out without Drake freaking out. Glancing over my shoulder, Drake had his head rested against the lounger with his eyes closed. "You two must have had loads of fun last night," I teased. Drake groaned. "Yeah, Lane never fails in that department." I furrowed my brows. "Lane? Who's Lane?" "Lane Parker," luis answered. "He's a huge pornstar from the Western region. He's decided to join ranks with Drake. He took us out to celebrate last night."

I will freshen up later and I will let her in. I walked to the kitchen to start some breakfast. I can use the bathroom soon. Parker walks in. He looks rough as well. “Bad night?” I asked him. “Yeah, I kept dreaming about a girl standing by a signpost. I just couldn’t shake it.” He says while yawning. “Was she at least pretty?” I ask him, “Gorgeous, long brown hair and wearing a blue dress.” I laugh. “Maybe it’s a sign that she is your mate and waiting for you wherever the signpost is directing you to?” “Nah, I have never heard of Mountain Creek Pack, but I would happily take her as my mate. She was stunning.” He says while wiggling his eyebrows. “Kids.” is all I can say.