Spicy Acotar Chapters Novels & Stories

"Enjoy your little victory while it lasts. We'll see who's laughing when you're crawling in shame!" She spat in disgust, stepped right up to me, and shoved me hard. I staggered, lost my balance, and banged my knee hard against the corner of the table. Sharp pain shot through me, bringing tears to my eyes. But Conrad, who'd promised to protect me, just looked the other way and let her do whatever she wanted. I looked down, trying to push back the ache building in my chest. Suddenly, the lights in the banquet hall went dark, unveiling the film's true leading lady.

she said with a laugh. “What? You knew already? Of course—you’re a reader.” Mae chuckled. “Oh my gosh! They say even in the prologue, you can already read a bed scene.” Her cousin laughed, and so did she. “So, is that where you learned your tricks to attract Sir Gian?” “You’re crazy!” “Bad influence, that Ate Sharon. Always.” Mae stood. “So, are you coming? It’s too hot here. Don’t you pity me? At least pity our thesis.”

and headed straight to his wide-eyed bride. "Oh thank God, you came." Why couldn't she look so happy to see him when she wasn't in danger? Hiccupping in fear, she didn't fight him as he tore at the strands holding her prisoner. On the contrary, as soon as her hands got free, she clutched at him, finally embracing him. Just his luck it took extreme fear for her to hug him tight. Sweeping her off her feet, Acat whirled with his burden just as Chaob struck a deadly blow to the bulbous fiend. With a final hissing wail, the spider sank to the ground, but Acat knew better than to celebrate, and he cursed in his mother tongue as all the webs in the room shook and shivered.

This chapter contains a sex scene. Please skip if you are under 18. Chapter Eighty-Three: Heat, Day One Ace’s POV I cupped her breasts in my hands, loving how they fit perfectly, as if they were made for my hands alone. I took her nipples between my fingers and pinched them slightly, knowing she liked the pain and pleasure.

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I smirked sinisterly. “I know you made that wish of one year to uncle because you were very confident that you won’t fall in love with me, My Sie. But don’t get overconfident, dear. You will be the first one to confess to me. I will charm you and attract you to myself.” Ashton spoke to himself and drove his Lamborghini to his house smiling like an idiot, now that he has finally caught his prey in his love web.

And now they were fighting over simple ice cream. Jack wanted chocolate lava with vanilla. And Daniel bought strawberry and pistachio for himself and now they were fighting to taste each other's ice creams, a perfect example of boyfriends in love. Or that’s how Mason and Wyatt saw it. "He really fell for the Bitch". Wyatt spat in anger and disdain. "Who won’t if it’s the Jack Charles. Damnnn. I still get hard just by thinking about him. I want to put my hands all over him. Watching the magic of his lips on my cock. Shitt". Mason licked his lips in most lustful way ever.

Sinclair watching us lazily from his seat on the couch, his protruded cock still bobbing as he puffed on his cigar. His eyes met mine and he smirked. Something about how sensual it was made my stomach tickle. He crushed the butt of his cigar on the ashtray, still holding my gaze. He poured whiskey slowly into a glass cup, and my eyes flickered his fingers closed round the glass as he swirled the liquid slowly, and brought it to his lips. When I looked up, his eyes were still holding mine down, black with lust. His gaze flickered down to my breasts, and my stomach kicked when he bit his lips.

TAKE ME, RUIN ME CHAPTER 25 CHAPTER 25. CENTER OF EVERYTHING ARIA'S POV I sit at the dining table, the steam from the meal Selena prepared rising to meet me. The food is wonderful—fragrant, perfectly spiced, and exactly the kind of comfort I should be craving—but the flavors feel dull on my tongue. My focus is elsewhere. My eyes keep drifting toward the living room, drawn like a magnet to the scene unfolding on the plush rug.

That causes misfortunes around us. _______ KircheLeaf Arc 1: Enchatrix Race! _______ ~END of CHAPTER SEVENTEEN~