Precious Doe Novels & Stories

It probably wouldn't have been ideal for anyone else, and hell, Nikki may hate me for not making more of a production out of it, but either way, I stuck my hand into my pocket. She focused on our son, yet I knew the moment she saw the diamond that glittered in the white-gold setting. I heard the gasp seconds before she moved her fingers to her mouth. When she pulled back enough for me to see her eyes, radiant blues and deep greys feathered from her pupils, and tears pooled, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. I hated to see her cry, but this was when she was the most beautiful...when she was vulnerable.

“Hello, Allandralee. May I ride you?” The doe eyed her for a moment before slowly sinking gracefully to the ground. North accepted the invitation quickly, before the regal doe decided North wasn’t worthy of it and could rescind. There was nowhere to hold on, and she eyed the deer uncertainly. “Hug her neck,” advised Kriss as he ambled past, his hands firmly clasping the impressive rack of his stag.

PRECIOUS "What about we do what Duke did to you earlier? All fingers in your wet p***y, what do you think?" My eyes immediately fluttered open, and I turned to see Nate giving me a wide smile. Heat flooded my thighs and the color of blossom red made its way up my face. "Please sweetheart, let's do it," Richmond pleaded softly. "We want you Precious, we really do." Damon said softly, desire beaming in his eyes. I turned my gaze to the others, except for Tiger who I was leaning against, and just like Damon, they all had desire in their eyes. Desire to have me.

“Just shut it! Past is past, what we have is the present and our very bright future. Just stay close to me, listen and obey my commands if you want to live luxuriously for the rest of your life. Unlike Brio, Vigo was smarter towards their mother. He always was a sucker and learned to use flattery to get what he wanted from their mother. In return, their mother always made sure he was fed properly and was given money for being so behaved. For her, Brio was more of a nuisance as he resembled her good-for-nothing husband whereas Vigo’s feature is more hers. Most of the time, Vigo rubbed it in Brio’s face which made Brio hate him all the more. Soon, Brio thought, everything will all be his and n

He could finally point what made him pick Doe among any others; because she's different from his ex-lover. "Misha, what are you talking about?" she turned her gaze to Misha when she got no answer from Bon, but just like him, she just avoided her gaze so she turned to Blanche and asked in a loud voice. "Why can't anybody tell me?" Misha who said those words clasped her hand together and looked down. "I'm sorry Doe." For everyone in the organization, Doe was known to be Bon's pet. She'd do tasks with him, walk with him, and even served him and that's because Bon was the one who gave her a name.

Then, he asked her, “May I ask how old are you?” “I just turned sixteen the other week,” Clarissa responded. “Belated happy birthday then! You are simply perfect. You are the one I have been looking for – a precious gem and a gorgeous model. And someday, you will be our future beauty queen,” Bamby expressed himself happily. “But, why me?” Clarissa sought an explanation. “Why? Well, sweetheart, has somebody told you that you looked like that former Spanish Miss Universe, Ampara Muñoz?” Bamby said.

“When she came in today, limping, there was blood on her sleeve. She looked up at me, and one of her contacts must have come out because that’s when I saw her real eye colour.” “As soon as she got Violet settled, she came to me and told me. That’s when we called you. We know there is only one family line with those eyes.” Vitaly said. “We can’t thank you enough for bringing the Printzessa back to our family,” Adrien said. “She will be looked after the way she always should have been from now on. You both will also be protected. We owe you for bringing her back to us.” “So, she is definitely the White Dove?” Miranda asked.