Silk Secrets Novels & Stories

“Come on. It’s not far.” “Fuck yes,” he said, letting me lead the way. “You have questions about the suits?” I asked, turning down the street. “Do they make lingerie in that silky stuff that’s on the inside of the pants?” I snorted. “They could, but it’s not common.” “Shame. It’s a bit distracting, but I bet it would feel nice on your skin.” His hand twitched in mine. I cleared my throat. “The fabric is called moonsilk. It’s to help manage your instincts. Think of it like training wheels. In time, you’ll be hunting invisible beasts without breaking a sweat.”

What's the guarantee that I would be allowed to move freely when I eventually get married into a billionaire home? There was every possibility that all my activities would be monitored and I won't be able to come to this hideout to paint. So the best thing was to come clean with them. Most especially, Sterling. He might be of good help. “I will advise you to tell your fiancé. It might be the one good boost you need to showcase your work to the world. Remember, he is a billionaire. He also has a sister who has millions of followers… I mean thirty-five million loyal followers. So, what do you say?”

They followed her as she led them through the labyrinthine passages to all her favorites, pointing out delicacies Ilyria had never yet seen and exquisite adornments Daria Agrio would have coveted. At one stall, a trader was demonstrating the cloud silks. Miasma giggled as one wrapped around her, clinging to her curves in places and floating away in others, the threads playing hide-and-seek with the light. The effect was spellbinding. Ilyria reached out a hand and a midnight-hued fabric reached back, tugging from its bolt until the trader released it telling her this was definitely her color. She allowed the silk to shape itself around her, covering her hips and breasts and flowing away from

Ezra says. Ezra is seducing, and I know it, but I like it. I can feel the wetness dripping from between my legs as Ezra whispers his words in my ear. "If we are being honest, Ezra. I think you want me more than you will admit," I say.

He chuckled, "Were you talking to Mike? Did you spill our secret?" Luke was undeniably striking. At school, he was an iceberg, cold and untouchable. But in private, he was warm and almost clingy. In the past, I'd have melted into his arms, blushing. Now I just stepped back, creating distance. "Didn't you want to keep us hidden?" I muttered. His eyes flickered as he caught the edge of my tone. Still, he pressed on with the question that always lingered. "You know we can't go public."

The bruise on my face had been expertly hidden by makeup. Alistair undoubtedly didn't want to be labeled as an abusive partner. It had been cleverly concealed to the point where it seemed like there was nothing amiss in the first place. Finally, the time had come to leave. Putting on my mask, crafted into the shape of a black butterfly with sparkly stones embedded around the edges, I walked out of my room and began descending the stairs.

Most of the time with a curtsy thrown in there. I ran upstairs to get ready. Whenever your Alpha calls upon you, you at least need to looks presentable. I threw on a dark blue maxi dress with sunflowers on it. My hair in a long braid that I put to the side and I strapped on my yellow wedges. "Mommy look pwetty!!!" Adaline exclaimed. She was already dressed in little pink dress. "Thanks babe." I said winking at the little girl in my arms. ~~~Jackson

It looked like she was going to die young. Celestine's head felt like it was about to burst. Partly Lilyana's manager, she was of course the most bothered when Lilyana was seen in a scandal, not just one but two! So many people contacted her, especially the brands involved in the contract. They have to bear the loss if many brands cancel the contract. Celestine massaged her temples, "You sneaky fox! Fuck!"