Shameless Lip Gallagher Novels & Stories

Amber put her both hands on her mouth, trying to suppress her sob. “Please leave me, I will give back your money” that girl screams out, looking at Liam. Liam smirked and added" You are the most expensive whore of his club, and you are worrying with little pain” “You are fucking using a knife on my skin” Glenna yelled. She cursed the moment she agreed to come with him. She ditched her boss just because of the ten billion he offered. Furthermore, she was solely serving her boss but the tempting price and Liam's physics attracted her, and now she was dreading her life.

She looked down and gasped as she realised there was a cut on her bag. "Oh hell no! Not my freaking LV!" She snapped and swivelled around to look at the thief who was already out of her sight, realising it was too late to chase after him. "Bloody hell!" She cursed again and bent down to pick her things up. She noticed a man in her peripheral vision. He had bent and picked up her lip gloss and hand cream. She lifted her head up and gaped at the familiar face. It was the handsome man she had saved two days ago.

I thought you were going to trust me... Lily fastened the stuffed bags to her chest, her jaw clenching at Rhye’s delicate words. She wanted to laugh at his phrases. She’d spent years being haunted, accused, and offended by everyone she'd ever known. She had been a renegade from her own coven, a traitor, as Gabriella called her. And now, a lethal werewolf alpha she’d met only days ago wanted her to blithely put her life in his hands? Yeah, right. So... why wasn’t she laughing?

"Just remember to make it up to me in the future." "That, I will!" Leah winked before giving me a deep, intense kiss. I chuckled and snuck a look at the man on Leah's bed. The man was bald in the center of his head and had a beer belly. He even wore a big, shiny gold watch wrapped around his wrist. As a sales manager, I had a keen eye for details and could tell this man was undoubtedly wealthy. That bothered me deep down, and I soon returned to my apartment unit for the night.

The women hurried to shield their children’s eyes while cursing under their breath. The wine glass in Charles’ hand hit the ground and shattered into a million pieces. He froze in place, and his face was ashen. “Michelle, get back inside!” But how could Michelle listen? The system had completely stripped away her sense of shame. She felt like Eve in the Garden of Eden, so pure, natural, and unrestrained. “Charles! Do you think I am beautiful?” Michelle stood on the windowsill, striking a pose like a bodybuilder displaying muscles. “Clothing is a shackle that binds the human soul. We must break the chains! Charles, you come too! Let’s do it together!”

Darwin's question seemed unrelated to the current situation, Biba thought. "You're Cherish's friend, right? I heard it so. But how come you don't know how to stimulate a guy's thing? Are you sure you're friend?" Now Biba is not even sure whether Cherish is a real friend or not. . . . Her hands gripped tightly on the balcony railing of her room. Along with the night crickets chirping loudly. Biba cursed. “CHERISH KALILI! ARGH!! Dogtahiasemsa$%#%mahfucctustupidgubluk#$@#$!”

LILLIAN POV The three of us were gathered in my room, which was a little sanctuary from the storm of gossip and tension floating through the pack house. Salome was fuming at Sharon’s audacity bitterly while Lydia listened with her eyes wide open. “I just can’t believe she had the nerve to go straight to Elara,” Salome shook her head angrily and began to pace. “The annoying balls of that woman!” “It is Sharon,” I sighed, my body feeling very tired to my bones. “Gall is among her personality trait.”

"But that damned Gallagher! He said he never planned to kill you! He left Carmilla for you! Said he loves you! You—a gold-digging bitch!" I bit my lip to keep from crying out as he slapped me again. My face must be swollen badly by now—every tear that touched my cheek stung against the raw skin. "So before I kill you, I want to find out what makes Gallagher so obsessed with you. You must be good in bed, Fitzgerald."

Jonathan clapped his hands to gain everyone's attention and yelled at the top of his lungs, “Excuse me ladies and gentleman. I am sorry to disturb you all but I have a news for you. May I have your attention please. I have some exciting news for everyone. It is about your loved calluage Lelia. I know you all must be think she is innocent lady. But it is not true. She is like a beautiful poisonous snake. You can admired it first beauty but when it will get chance it will bite you. That's why all beautiful things are not real. My beloved sister-in-law Lelia is a bitch. Before she married to my disable outcast brother she had your relation with Liam Hill. She was his fiance. But she left him an

I dropped into a flawless, practiced slide-kneel—one knee on the floor, both hands holding up the scissors, loyalty written all over my face, my voice booming with shameless devotion. "Please, Your Majes—uh, I mean, Mr. Harrington, see the truth! Every fingerprint on these scissors belongs to Ryan! Just test them! My loyalty to you is as vast as the sky and as steady as the mountains—why would I ever destroy your gift?" The Sanders family's faces went green. Violet pointed at me in fury. "Pete! Do you have no shame?! Groveling like that brings nothing but disgrace to the Sanders name! What is wrong with you?!"