Sensual Sunshine Leaks Novels & Stories

It made Elena’s smirk widen. "I wonder what Damien would think if this got out to Syndicate Fangs," she mused as she tilted her head. "Or better yet—the whole city. A Luna with a past like this? It's so Scandalous." She leaves hand on her chest dramatically and gasps which made Sloane laugh in satisfaction. Blood rushed to my head and my pulse began hammering. I knew Lunar Lust had strict rules against recording. I knew the clients weren’t allowed to take videos. Which meant someone inside had leaked it and it's no other than my boss

Sunny dropped the bags on the floor of the apartment and giggled as Alec asked her where the hell she’d been and how many stores she just robbed. “Damn, look at these dresses,” he said, pulling out a long red one with slits up the sides and a dip in the back. “This is gorgeous. Where did you get all of this?” “Bonus for taking the job,” Sunny replied, shoving a bag with matching jewelry towards him. “Are you sure Magnus Karlsen is not gay?” Alec asked longingly.

Bzzzzzz Jason stirred beside me. “That must be Ruth.” I hardly opened my eyes as I reached over and grabbed it. Seventeen calls were missed. Three voicemails. Ruth: It's all over Selene. It is burning. You must watch this. With sleep still slipping from my body I sat up quickly. The remote was already in Jason's grasp. After turning on the television he switched to the news channel we frequently watched. And it was there. NEWS FLASH: Leaked Document Verifies Sinclair Was Aware of Everything. Experts Predict This Will Break Her in the Chloe Sinclair Scandal.

A new headline blinked up, biting. She read it. LEAKED DOCUMENTS SUGGEST HARTGENIX PATENT BUILT USING UNAUTHORIZED HORMONAL DATA—SOURCE LINKED TO SELENA HART. Time snapped, holding still. Keller stepped in, voice gentle

I sneered. I watched him as he turned his back and left the room. The room became so quiet, my room at home was ten times bigger and more beautiful than this, and then it dawned on me that I was all alone in this world-I had no body. Looking at the strange room, tears streamed down my face, I could no longer control my emotions. My legs felt so weak, I fell to the ground on my face, sobbing loudly. This was supposed to be the best day of my life but it happened to be the saddest. I recalled the look in my mom’s eyes, the fear in her eyes as death gripped her entirely existence. She wanted me to run and stay alive, how was I supposed to live my life now without her? How? All I had was the lov

Her thighs trembled, her core dripping with arousal, the sunlight dancing on her body, the glade a sanctuary, their bond a radiant light. Kevin didn’t hesitate, his tongue darting out to lick a slow, deliberate stripe up her slick folds, the taste of her—sweet and tangy—flooding his senses, his groan vibrating against her sensitive flesh, his hands gripping her thighs tighter, holding her steady as she bucked against him, the sunlight illuminating his face, the glade a sanctuary, their bond a radiant flame. He swirled his tongue around her clit, teasing the swollen bud with soft, sucking kisses, his lips closing around it, pulling gently, the wet sound of his mouth on her filling the glade,

Another shows my shoulder exposed as he kissed my neck. Another—me half asleep against his chest, lips parted, unaware of the camera. I feel my throat close. My voice comes out as a scratch. “Where are they?” Ray unlocks the screen and turns it toward me. Trending page. Thousands of comments. Thousands of reposts. A headline flashes at the top: RAY VARGAS’ NEW MATE — LEAKED PRIVATE MOMENTS INSIDE LUXURY ICE HOTEL My stomach twists. The room tilts. “No,” I whisper. “No, no, no—”

I had known from a young age that I wasn't the Blackwood family's biological daughter. So I knew that I wasn't worthy of being compared with Claire Blackwood in any way. I had only gotten her doll dirty while cleaning the room, yet Mom punished me by locking me out in the rain all night. When Claire blinded one of my eyes with a laser pointer, however, Mom protected her instead. “Your sister didn't mean to do it. She was just playing around.” After I lost sight in my right eye, Claire showed me a triumphant smile. “Who told you to enter our lives in the first place? You deserve it.” They all said I was an outsider. So for eighteen years, no matter how hard I tried or how desperately

she muttered with closed eyes. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and stared at the circle. The sand was beginning to emit smokes that went up towards the sky, and the candle flame turned blue. Susan stared at the smoke and she could see it was forming images, and slowly it became the image of the very man she hated the most- Logan Stewart, the arrogant young new Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack.

There was only this man, his touch, and the overwhelming need to lose herself in the pleasure he could give her. The closed-door provided a sense of seclusion, shielding them from prying eyes and ears. Lena couldn’t help but notice the rhythmic pattern of raindrops beginning to tap against the window, creating a soothing backdrop to their intimate encounter. It was as if nature itself conspired to add an extra layer of sensuality to the moment.