Novel & Cerita Siri Stories

Siri may be in her twenties, but she is still silly and acts like a kid. “Of course. The sooner, the better,” Kresshna answered before leaning her head again on his shoulders. “Then, we cannot have sex anymore?” Siri asked again. Her expression was innocent. “Siri!” Aoife reprimanded her daughter and glared at her because there were guests who looked in their direction having heard what Siri said. Before Keyller could talk, his phone rang. He excused himself and stood without waiting for everyone to say yes. He exited the function room and answered his ringing phone.

Sirius could talk casually to her unlike the other women who wanted to approach him. Jill, was the woman's name. Sse'd had feelings for Sirius for a very long time. She has worked for Lord Sirius Brown since she was nineteen. This is the sixth year she has worked here. Devoted herself to be one of Sirius's men and confidants. Too bad, Jill not only worked with all her heart for Sirius, but also had a crush on him. Jill had tried many times to ignore her feelings. But she can't. Considering Sirius was the one who had helped her from her poor fate until now, it made that feeling grow and get bigger.

Her pussy was dripping wet. "My turn," she whispered to Clara. Clara got off Vincent's cock and Sara climbed onto his thigh. She sank down onto his cock in one smooth motion. A gasp escaped her lips as he filled her completely. “Oh fuck! I love it,” Sara cried out. She started riding her. Her full breasts bounced wildly with every movement. Vincent couldn’t take his eyes off them. He grabbed her waist, helping her bounce on his massive cock. Clara climbed onto Vincent’s face, lowering her soaked pussy onto his mouth. Vincent groaned loudly and immediately started licking and sucking her clit. His tongue plunged deep inside her.

Her beautiful brown hair complemented her shiny brow skin. "My name is Christabel Daniels, you look very pretty. I love your hair." "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl." I said to her. She giggled. "You look more beautiful when you smile." " Aww, thank you. What happened with you and Sarah?" Christalbel said. "She was just being a bitch. Is she always like that?" Christabel chuckled and said, " did you by any chance talk to her boyfriend or something? She can be really jealous when it comes to him." Lol, because of ordinary boy. Wonders shall never end. The boy isn't even my type.

STRINGS SERIES BOOK 1 STRINGS OF HEART Synopsis: Sian was born an autistic child. In her world, she would only see what she wanted. Although she was an autistic patient, she was born in an affectionate family. Her parents did not abandon her because of her congenital defect. Instead, they spent innumerable time and energy to patiently guide her, and strove to allow her to live life like a normal person. Sian was 5 years old, she was found to have an excellent talent in playing the Violin and had a rare interest in it.

Who did not like coffee? “Woah. Dracula alive. Dracula alive.” In what she deemed as the Dracula voice; Kira who run down the stairs spoke in surprised seeing Anderson up so early. Kira did not drink too much knowing she had a lot to do the next day. She was the one that taught the kids in the house. It was something she enjoyed doing. Everyone had assumed she would become a teacher when she got older, but lately she had been tinkering with the idea of a chef ever since it was planted into her head.

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

“It’s you.” Ryan’s spine tensed. “You’ve been posting things about me online. Watching me.” Sierra blinked. “You think I’m the one watching you?” Daniel stepped forward, his tone sharp. “You posted photos. You defended Adrien.” “I didn’t take those photos,” Sierra said quietly, stepping back. “But I did help him… before.” She stepped aside. Her room was filled with notes, printed emails, and dozens of small USBs in a tray. “He told me it was a story,” she murmured. “He said

MR.PAULS DEATH “Papa” Victoria hugged Keith. “Yes darling. Looks like you were waiting for your snacks” Victoria giggled as she tried to reach out the paper bag in her father's hand “Where’s your mother and Olivia.” Inquired Keith. “I’ll tell you on one condition.” Bubbled the little girl. “What condition” “You’ll have to show me what you’ve bought for me” “Sure! It's all yours my love” Keith handed Victoria’s favorite biscuits in her hand and walked to his bedroom. He saw Martina sitting on the bed and she was playing with Olivia.