Sassy Does Novels & Stories

I was panting when I reached the end of the corridor and opened the door leading to the basement. Lalaine is the epitome of a beautiful woman. She looked gorgeous in her black sleeveless dress, moving fluidly as she ran to Sky, an unmistakable personality of an elite and a classy woman. With her, Sky didn’t need to get drunk to look at her with desire and… love.

So, I grabbed it. 'OMG YOU'VE BEEN TEXTING SILASON ALL THIS TIME.' I screamed. 'I've got a date tonight.' Huh tonight. I was confused but I realised it was 8 in the morning and I haven't got any sleep yet. I sipped on Ser's coffee to keep me up. 'I hope you know that it's sisters before misters.' 'Bros before hoes.' Adelina continued. 'Chicks before dicks.' 'Bellas before fellas.' 'Ovaried over brovaries.'

“I didn’t realize it was such a big deal. Okay then. Go on.” I choose to ignore his comment and merely offer a smile. “You know our coworker from Four Eyes?Sassy ?” He blinks, looking completely mystified again. “No, should I?” I contain my sigh because Duke really only notices pretty girls, and Sassy is like me – we’re attractive, but bigger, so she probably hasn’t registered on his radar. “Sarah Xander ,” I say pointedly. “You know, curly brown hair, brown eyes, a big smile? She’s one of our only other coworkers in the entire store.”

“That jerk! What does he think of himself!” Allure snapped as she took off her dress and looked at herself in the mirror. “How dare he try to threaten me! Does he really think that he can control me like this? He must be dreaming!” Allure grabbed a wet towel and cleaned up the blood staining her chest. The wound left by the stab had already healed, leaving behind only a small scar.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

“Stay out of it Isabelle. If Isabelle wasn’t smart enough don’t you think she would make you work directly under her just to get her her money back? Good thing is that it’s all over the news and lots of fans are in support of you, do you have a social media account?” “No.. i.. I don’t have a phone” Brianna muttered and Isabelle held her hand. “Let’s go get a phone” She announced and Brianna shook her head with disbelief. “No... miss, you’ve done more than enough.. thank you so much” She protested and Isabelle burst into laughter, dragging her towards the car. Alessandro drove to a phone slot and within minutes, Isabelle took one of the latest models of Samsung. Brianna stared at the price an

Bill's ego was completely destroyed. Alice almost felt sorry for Bill, but only almost. Her body was tingling in anticipation of delivering a bruising spanking to his round, firm ass and eliminating forever his arrogance. Her nipples were hard and her cunt was on fire. She was glad she was wearing a skimpy skirt and a thong of thin silky material. She already anticipated the feel of his naked boy-body through the thin fabric.

It had seemed almost surreal when she responded to his email saying she would be there as soon as possible to finalize the deal. "Damn it!" He furrowed his brow in frustration. "Why not use this to your advantage?" Sarah suggested. Lison looked at her as if she had lost her mind. "What use could I possibly have for a spoiled idiot?" "You know, Tiodor," Sarah said, closing the distance between the entrance and the desk, "you’re a very attractive man. I’m sure that if you sweet-talk her, that little brat will tremble like a leaf." "Don’t be ridiculous," he growled.

With my senses. What did she call Natalia again? A baby? Fuck. One glance at those curves and no sane man would mistake the princess as a baby. In fact, she was ripe enough, old enough to carry a man’s baby. The possessiveness that suddenly engulfed me irritated the hell out of me. “Are you not in the mood? It’s okay. I know exactly how to put you in the mood-“ “No.” “Fine.” Lauren pouted. “I will come back tonight then-“

A few hours later, I’m at home, in a tee and track pants, on FaceTime with Saxon and Damon, a glass of whisky in my hand. “Jesus,” Saxon says. “She’s a dominatrix?” “Well, I couldn’t see any whips or paddles, but yeah, I’m pretty sure that’s what’s going on there.” “I didn’t think he’d be into S&M,” Damon says. “I’ve always thought their cotton-rich socks are the best on the market,” Saxon replies. “That’s M&S, idiot,” Damon tells him. I give a short, tired laugh. They’re trying to cheer me up. It works, partly.