She's Got Legs Novels & Stories

She has a strong body as Hazel got a view of her muscles. She must have done a lot of work outs to gain them. But the thing Hazel couldn't understand is she has a lot of hair on her legs even though her hands are shaved. Hazel just stood there with her mouth wide open and didn't move a muscle as she's too shocked to even blink her eyes. She heard a loud girly shout from the girl with the towel which made Hazel to close the door immediately , she ran to her own room while saying sorry loudly so that the girl in the bathroom could hear it.

Her legs were crossed, almost revealing her panties. Who is she?

"You did it to frame her." Her mouth opened and closed; tears welled up and spilled over. This time, they were real. Her eyes turned red in an instant. "I just love you too much!" She lifted her head, her voice shrill. "You only ever see her, so what am I supposed to do? She's an orphan who has nothing. Why does she get to have you? I've drugged you so many times, and you still won't look at me—" "What did you say?" Emilio interrupted.

She prepped the beef for cooking and placed the items in the refrigerator. It took some time for Britney to show up. There were many beautiful people in Hadley’s inner circle. The guys were tall and attractive, with good genetics, and the women were all stunning. From an early age, Hadley had taken care of them all. At twenty-three, Britney was 5.8 feet tall. She embodied the traditional "ice queen" persona with her oval face, startling wide eyes, and thick lips. Hadley, on the other hand, was quiet and restrained, keeping her ideas to herself.

I'm only doing all this for your sake! She then sighed and said, "It's one thing if you don't understand my good intentions, but how could you transfer away your shares and leave? What are you going to do next? Marry yourself off to someone else just to provoke me?" I shook my head. "You're overthinking things. I would never provoke you by getting married to someone else." She scoffed and tried to get closer to me like she always used to in the past. "I knew that you still loved me."

She was one of the person I didn't like seeing especially when I heard so much in my mind. “I was expecting you,” she said, her attending still on the statue. I looked around hoping she wasn't talking to me. But it looked like she was. We are the only one here. “It's an honor to see you, Alpha,” she added. Yep, I was the one she was talking to. I smirked, even though I wasn’t really in the mood. “Looks like you summoned my legs. That's the only reason, I'm here.” She stood up slowly, her silver-and-black robes whispering around her legs. Her voice was soft. “The moon goddess always answers prayers.”

Her outfit is complete with black combat boots, bright red lips, and wavy dark brown hair that falls down her back. “Holy. Fucking. Shit.” I whisper out loud. There is no way in hell that I am letting her go out like that. She skipped up to me and threw her arms around my neck. I wrap her up in my arms and whisper in her ear. “Willow, you are damn sexy, but I would rather all the other guys not see you dressed like this.” She pulls back and smiles at me. She licks her lips, and that makes me want to bite them.

Her smile made her look even more radiant, and her eyes beamed with excitement! She turned around and walked off with Lana, and my eyes trailed over her. And for the first time, I notice how athletic she is. She is petite, but her entire body is sculpted with defined muscle. My eyes run down her back; her shoulders are strong, yet still feminine. That deep curve in her spine… I swallow…. and if I've ever seen a perfect ass, this was it. It would fit perfectly in my hands. It is luscious and firm. Her legs are perfectly toned, her hamstrings defined, her calves the perfect size, and her legs look strong.

Autumn gave her a fake smile as she puts the stilettos back into her feet. "I'm talking about your dark eye bags, Rosie. And you're welcome." Even if she already turned her back from Rosie, she knows that the girl was fuming. She won this round. She walked out from the hall like a winner. She was finally at the parking lot. She was almost limping because her shoes were killing her. As soon as she was inside her car,she removed her shoes again and threw it at the back. She heaved a sigh of relief as she steps into her comfy sandals.

She wore a long, revealing black dress with a high slit on the right set up in her nether region. The dress had a low cut between her boobs and down to her belly button. Ava had short black hair in a bob cut, big pouty lips with red lipstick smeared all over them, and black high-winged eyeliner underneath a black eye mask with glistening black stones around her eyes. She was intimidating.