Quédate Novels & Stories

2020, December 15th, France "Dahlia... I want you... I want your body... I want you, my beloved little girl... and I want your soul..." I heard a raspy, haunting voice whispering in my head, hypnotizing and seducing my body and soul.

"What are you doing here?" "You told me in Casablanca that you loved me," I said, still trying to catch my breath. "You never gave me the chance to say it back. But, I'm saying it now... I love you so much, Cain. I have been absolutely miserable for the past few months and I don't care what anyone else thinks but I am never going back to Florida, not without you. You will never send me away again. I will stay right here and there is nothing that you can say to stop me because I love you so much---"

Larissa opened her mouth, but I spoke before her and said, “We’ll know the right offer when we see it.” “Well, hello,” said a dry voice. “Can you two ladies serve drinks?” “That depends on who’s asking.” Larissa placed her hands on her hips. “Microdon’s the name, but you can call me Don. I run Coyote Willy, the hottest new bar in Shifter City.”

I remember how she declined my handshake with a frown and decided to talk to Ace about it. “Ace?” I muttered to him. “Yes Creed” he responded back to me. “Do you think Erica likes me?” I asked Ace “She should, you’re her mate” he replied to me. “Remember that she declined with a rigid look on her face when I tried shaking her” I muttered to him. “Maybe she doesn’t like handshakes” Ace replied to me as I grinned. “Well I’m possessive over her already, she’s beautiful and I promise to mark her as mine because she is mine and only mine” I muttered.

I chuckled and hit his chest playfully and said, "Stop jerk, it's getting late come on move your pretty ass" With that, we both walked to the parking lot, hopped, in the car, and drove to the destination. Adam is a big cheese in Paris, he owns a clothing brand that is famous all over the world called MEMI. He is richer than David. Adam's family is rich from generation they own many businesses and asserts all over world. So I know Adam will host a big party not only for his friends and family but also for his business benefits.

His eyes darted toward me in panic. Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?] His breath hitched. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he struggled to keep calm. Then, like a man who’d just given up, he let out a deep sigh. “Babe, can you hand me the box of cigarettes on the nightstand?” That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel.

He met my friends, and we all grew close, though he still had his own circle too. We studied together in the library, and later Abigail joined us. Debra, my other friend, came along too. She was sweet, fashionable, and always on trend. “I’m throwing a party tonight,” Luke announced. “Where?” Debra asked. “At my guest house.” “Nice!” Then he turned to me. “You have to come tonight.” I blinked. “What? You know I’m not allowed to go to parties.” “Why not? I’ll talk to Aunt Angela.”

Leo squeezes my hand. “Anything you wan Noves”

I just found it on my gallery. Maybe I'm getting so many notifications because of it. Maybe. ///♡/// It's a painful new years day for our darling Quiva. But let me greet y'all a happy new year! Welcome 2023! Please be good to everyone. Thank you for staying with me throughout the year, and I'm hoping you'd stay with me through this year and the next year to come. Luv y'all!♡ My new years resolution is to update more. Help me make it true by dropping me some motivations through your comments, reviews and ofcourse gems! Haha! Stay tuned! Love y'all! xoxo

"But I'm not sure what to say." Delcan smiled at her again. "That's okay," he said. "Let's just start with introductions. I'm Delcan, and you're Chantelle, right?" She nodded. "Yes, that's right. It's nice to meet you, Delcan." He held out his hand, and she shook it. It was a simple gesture, but it felt electric."So, Chantelle," Delcan said, "I know you turned me down before. But I'd really like to get to know you better. Can I ask you some questions?" Chantelle hesitated, unsure of what to say. She didn't know if she could trust him, but she also felt like she couldn't just walk away. "Okay," she said. "I'll answer your questions." Delcan smiled again. "Thanks," he said. "Please will you g