Serena Solace Nude Novels & Stories

Lalisa could only whisper her name. Before she could say anything more, Seren’s tall, slender form appeared behind Kieran. She wore only a tight-fitting white tank top and grey sweatpants, revealing a perfect set of abs and a well-defined chest. A sly smile played on her beautifully sculpted lips. Her dark brown eyes swept over Lalisa from head to toe, undisguised.

Serena: Every inch of my existence was battered. My body throbbed, and my eyes were now dry from crying. When I woke up, I found myself beside an abandoned building of the dead pack. It took me a few minutes to even force my eyes completely open. But I still hadn't managed to move much since then. Quiet whimpers slipped from my lips whenever I tried to call for help. It wasn't even the physical pain that weighed me down—it was the crushing of my spirit and the violation of my body that left me paralyzed.

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

My eyes narrowed in annoyance. "Very funny Emilio" I slurred out annoyed. His wolf snickered and he shifted. Before me stood a God sculpted naked man. My face flushed red as I tried to look every where but him. "Aw Staz your face was priceless." He giggled pulling on some sweats. "Come on baby don't be so uptight, just submit to me." he stated dryly. I refused and he knew I refused to submit. He stepped closer when I didn't answer him causing me to back up to a tree as he kept advancing on me.

*BE MY NAKED LOVE* *CHAPTER 2* Approximately one hundred and sixty three days left, Lance had raised just three thousand dollars from the coffee shop and selling some of the possessions he owned. Vanessa still hadn't made a penny to bring home. Later that night she headed up to the biggest club in the town THE NEXUS. On arriving there , she met the female lead stripper Selma who was amazed by Vanessa's physical appearance and instantly knew she would be a top watch by the men.

I could not even wait for the water to get cold, I was already under the shower. When I was done, I found something casual and comfortable to wear. Jeans, a black crop top, considering that it looked hot outside. Then I paired it with some Converse. I let my hair fall to my shoulders and did no makeup. As I stared at my reflection in the mirror, my heart skipped a beat, dropping to the pits of my stomach when my brain forced an image into my mind without my consent. It was Mitch, on the bed. Lifeless. A suffocating feeling filled me and I tried to brush it away, because man, I had no time to be sad. But I could not. A knot formed in my throat and my eyes burned as they got teary.

"You would not." "Why not?" "Because a toad is not sexy. I am." I teased, and Solana rolled her eyes. She then walked towards the tub, carrying herself like she was doing the floor a favour. She entered, and I watched in torment, as every naked inch of her skin disappeared into the water, and she let out a sigh, relaxing her head back. "How do I move on from this, Marcel?" She asked suddenly, voice so low like it was breaking, and the gasp that followed told me that she didn't mean to ask that out loud.

The next thing Calley heard was Nelly exclaiming: “Hey—oh my god! Why is there a nude painting of you up there?!” She laughed at Nelly’s reaction. Somehow, she’d expected this. “Do you like it?” Nelly instinctively stepped back and rubbed her arms as goosebumps ran down her skin. “Dear Lord, my hair’s standing! Caty, who the heck did you strip for to paint that?!” Nelly then turned to her with wide, almost tearful eyes. “Why would you pose naked for a painter? Does Ser Phill know about this? Why would you do this, Caty? He’d be devastated if he found out—”

Chapter Two: My Body, His Game (Rated 18) The morning sun slipped past the house blackout curtains in thin golden slits, dust motes dancing lazily in the glow. Serena woke up wrapped in fine silk sheets, her body sore and humming with the memory of the night before. She turned her head slowly and there he was Lucian, shirtless, leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window like sin in human form. One hand held a crystal glass of something dark and expensive. The other was tucked in his pocket.

The weight of the truth burdened his thoughts as he allowed the warm water to cleanse the remnants of foam from his skin, leaving him feeling refreshed and purified. As he stepped out of the shower, the door swung open, and Serena entered the room. She appeared ecstatic and removed her damp clothing, standing naked before him. "I apologize for taking so long," she exclaimed, brimming with excitement. "The water felt amazing, and it's been ages since I had a good swim. I'll take a shower now." Glancing at Alex, Serena noticed the hunger in his eyes as they devoured her exposed body. His desire was evident, causing her nipples to become erect, mirroring the intensity of their shared passion.