Peter Pan Hot Novels & Stories

she asked, her eyebrows raised. “Come on, I mean look at his body bringing out flames and it’s hot at the same time. To me that doesn’t look any human-like,” Peter said as he had a playful expression. But this only made Precious sigh in disappointment. She wasn’t expecting him to take this situation as something less serious. ‘Hah, looks like I pissed her off,’ Peter thought. One of the reasons he had a playful and exciting look on him was the thought that it’s all over and he felt like they’d be out of this place any moment now.

Tania inhaled sharply, unable to understand why someone like Peter—who could have any woman he wanted—would choose her and in such a way. Peter noticed her looking down, clearly caught up in her thoughts. He leaned in, and their foreheads were now touching as his nose was just inches from hers. She could feel his warm breath and his overpowering presence. Tania swallowed again and tried to push him away, but Peter did not budge. "Hmm? Scared now?" Her hands rested on his chest, feeling the heat of his body. She wanted to pull back, but Peter's hand enveloped hers. "You weren't like this at the Grand Hull Hotel," he murmured with a soft laugh.

“Come on. Enough crying. Let’s see a Korean drama. Nothing heals faster than fictional love and hot guys in tailored suits.” I blinked at her. “Are you serious?” “Yes. Completely serious. You can’t cry and watch Business Proposal at the same time. It’s illegal.” Despite myself, a small laugh cracked through my misery. Piper pounced on it, tugging me up from the couch. “There it is! The Hannah I know.” “I don’t have the energy to laugh,” I muttered, but I let her drag me to the small kitchen anyway. She busied herself at the stove, clattering pans like a soldier preparing for war. “We need comfort food. Pancakes. Sweet, fluffy, golden pancakes.”

He was angry and drank alcohol without any limitations. "Hey, are you okay?" Peter came and asked him. "She is a bitch, she is cheating on me," Austin again picked up another shot served by a sexy bargirl. Peter shrugged off and said," I'm not gonna trust you. She can not cheat on you, I can write this on stone." They shared many drinks and it's gonna overdose for Austin. Peter found the group of three hottest girls and led her towards his suit. He is the owner of the pub, he is chased by many girls so the girls are trying their best to seduce him.

Matt figured he was one of her bosses. "Rein?" He glanced at Matt. "Sandy buzzed me and said she thought you might have a problem, so I - " He looked at Matt again and blinked. "Damn ! Matt Vorchak." He held out his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Saw your excellent play when The Rage won The Cup." "Uh, thanks." Matt rose to take the man's hand. "Charles Bandrich. One of the partners here." He glanced at Brenna. "Your sister is one of our bright shining stars. We're very lucky to have her."

He replied chewing on another pancake. “Why are you so frustrating?". I ran upstairs. “You like me regardless". I heard him reply. Tch, it's true, and it annoys me that he is darn right! I grabbed my phone, sat on the window and unlocked it. My password was still the same “HottieeAnniee". This was the first time I was unlocking the phone since I got it back. Nothing seemed amiss. There werre a dozen missed calls, but no messages?

My eyes darted to Zoey just in time to see her slip a tiny remote from the strap of her thong and press it, her gaze never leaving mine. “Ready for Sasha Fierce?” She teased, the corner of her lips curving into that smirk that made my cock throb hungrily inside my pants. I let out a short breath, unable to look away. I leaned backwards, my back to the bed’s headboard. “Show me what Sasha Fierce has got.” Her grin deepened, a spark flashing in her eyes as she circled the pole. Her fingers glided along the metal slowly, her hips rolling in time with the beat. Slowly, smooth, controlled, and absolutely wicked.

That someone is my college professor but she doesn't need to know that. "Well, I want details. Is he sexy?" Fuck it's Evelyn's interrogation. "Evie, I am not in the mood for twenty questions. I will say he is hot as fuck but is totally out of my league." She looks deeper into my eyes like they will give me away. My eyes can't talk back Evie Squire even if you want them to. "Well if he is out of your league, it's time for a makeover. You really need to toss all your overalls away and start looking like a woman. I'm talking new hairstyle and loads of skin-tight dresses."

He lifted his face up and gave her a charming smile. "That sounds good ...I like it. Be my Hot Princess." The husky voice whispered, pulled her body against his and started kissing her hard, hot, and hungry. The two bodies helped to increase the temperature, turning the ice into the hot steam under the moonlight and stars.

"I don't want to grow up!" It was clear to Amorivia. "Is Peter Pan even real?" She asked her own, closing her eyes as she withdraws from growing up. Now, she jumps off their window. To die will be an awfully big adventure, Peter Pan would say.