Pretty Woman Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I asked with my cup of tea in my hand. "No shit, Sherlock." She replied with a cute annoyed face. Faine is a beautiful Asian woman with sarcastic comments. She's pursuing to be a teacher in economics, her personality was nothing like me, she was bubbly and outgoing with everyone, social and you feel at ease around her; it's like she's an angel purifying your soul.

Although, I'm guessing they haven't told the alpha because he has not been here to demand I be with his son. I open the book to stop thinking of Damian and just like the previous one, this book illuminates and the pictures form right above the pages. I see a very beautiful woman. Her hair was styled upwards, reaching the stars with her crown of hair. Naked as they were, her skin looked soft to the touch as it glistened with sweat. Thousands of wolves behind her as she stood tall, looking past me. I see a man, with crazy blue eyes and strong shoulders. He tries to attack the beautiful woman but she anticipates his moves and blocks them everytime. This seems to annoy the man and he goes after

"Sorry. I mean, she looks… different. So, I was only, you know, admiring her a little." I gave him a dirty look, and just pulled my arm from his. "Can't believe you'd admire the woman who hates your girl." "Come on. You know there's nothing fishy going on." He pulled his arm around my shoulder, and pecked me on the cheek. "Stop the attitude. Being pretty doesn't make her sensible. It doesn't make me like her or something." "Whatever." I rolled my eyes. "But, you shouldn't—" "Hi, guys?" And then, the freaking, little devil appeared. She had a small, pretty smile on her lips, her cool facial expression seeming so unreal. "Glad to see you here. Didn't even expect you both to be around."

Emily considered herself plain, average, long and filled with bones. She was lucky she got signed for deals and shit. If anyone told her she is pretty, she would just react in the same way someone would compliment her posture. She was slightly above average. There is nothing to be happy about. Unlike her friend, Dalia who was dainty and full and this woman whose hair was so soft. Hera on the other hand kept her eyes on the other woman whose emotions passed through her eyes like waterfall. There were so many that Hera wondered what made her worry.

“How do you keep this monster dick tamed?’, she asked thoroughly aroused as she sucked on his pre cum. Josiah groaned. This woman could beat any of his other women hands down when it came to pleasuring a man. Not able to contain himself, he pulled down her charcoal black pencil skirt and black and white lacy panties while Jessica herself unbuttoned her white and red frilled office shirt and stood in her matching lacy bra with her big tits bulging out. He instantly put one of her voluptuous tits in his mouth and started grinding the other. Next he pushed her on her knees and elbows, rammed his cock into her dripping wet pussy and pounded her mercilessly till she started quivering with one org

One less obstacle to worry about. “I couldn’t wait to see you,” I said smoothly, letting a warm smile reach my eyes. She scoffs, pretending to be irritated. “Aish… you’re so cheesy.” Then, with a sudden glint in her eyes, she adds, “Oppa, what should I wear today?” “A pretty dress, of course. Something that matches your charm.” I reach out and lightly pinch her cheek. Her skin feels like silk beneath my fingers— soft, delicate. She rolls her eyes but turns away with a smile tugging at her lips. She disappears into her bedroom, and I take a breath I didn’t know I was holding. A few minutes later, the door creaks open again.

"Tell me, Elara. What do you think will happen if I say yes?" Elara’s voice shook. "I want you. I’ve always wanted you. And... the Luna too." A muscle in his jaw ticked. He smiled, slow and sharp. "Your fantasies. Tell me. All of them." As Elara opened her mouth, the Alpha bent low, pulling a small dagger from the table beside him. She stilled. With a single precise movement, he slit the side seam of her jeans. The fabric parted like a sigh. Elara gasped, heat racing through her veins as the denim slid down her thighs and pooled at her feet, revealing her lace panties—dark with arousal.

She eyed the jeans warily before walking into the bedroom; with Fiana following slowly behind. The scene caused Pam to stop in her tracks at the threshold of the door. A naked, well-built man and sumptuous woman lay across the bed on their backs as they languidly smoked a joint. Ignoring Pam, the woman looked over at Fiana and smiled while reaching her hand out toward her. “Come,” she moaned. Pam stared boldly at the deep curves of the woman’s body. Under different circumstances her large, full breasts and round, inviting figure would have been alluring. But now they only served to enrage her.

[Pictures]. A comment caught her eye. Sexy Aurora: I'm scared to be a good person now. I helped an old man cross the road and got beaten up. I don't understand how these people can be so shameless. Sweet Pussy: This woman looks like my cousin. I'll never buy the magazines she models for. So annoying! Fairy Titties: I wonder who the idiot was that slept with this slut. Aren't they afraid of being ruined by her? Fucking Cunt: Get lost, you bitch! Get out of showbiz!

If you only wanted her, then why did you even bother giving birth to me? Mom stood stunned, speechless. "When did we ever mistreat you? Both your dad and I treated both of you equally. And after we misunderstood Zora, we doted on you even more! What more could you possibly want?" "Why should I be satisfied?" Laila retorted. "So what if I had your love? She still had Simon. Why did she deserve an amazing man like him? Even without you two, she still had someone who loved her!" Tugging at her hair, she screamed hysterically, "She should've died! Everything she had should've been mine! Simon should've been mine!