Steve Harrington X Reader Angst Novels & Stories

I Started Teasing My Hot Married Boss Because I Wanted To See Him Lose Control I’ve been babysitting for the Harringtons for two weeks, and I’m already obsessed. Not with little Lily. She’s adorable, but she’s asleep by 8:30 every night. I’m obsessed with him—Damien Harrington. Forty-two. Filthy rich. Tall, broad-shouldered, sharp jaw, and that deep, commanding voice that makes my pussy clench every single time he says my name. His wife is beautiful in that cold, rich way, but I’ve never seen real hunger in his eyes when he looks at her.

Alex I lay there on the bed, chest still heaving, sweat cooling on my skin, wrists aching a little from the cuffs Damien had finally unlocked. My head was a fucking disaster zone, Jax’s angry face from the car ride, Knox’s papers sitting on the table by the door, that stupid tutoring gig I’d agreed to like a complete moron. And here I was, naked and buzzing, letting the same guy who swore up and down he wasn’t gay spoon me like we were some normal couple.

During my first week with Xanders Financial I became friends with not only Missy, my assistant, but also Steven, who is also a manager in sales like myself. The three of us settled into what one could call a normal routine. For the last three weeks, every morning Missy has a venti caramel macchiato waiting for me as I walk through the door at 7:30am each day. Missy found that she didn’t mind the early hour and half that I came in before anyone else. It also gives us a chance to catch up on things that occurred after we said our goodbyes the previous day. After about twenty minutes of general chit chat, we began our day, me going over any accounts that were placed on my desk after I left the

Katherine Harrington: The challenge in my voice hung in the air like smoke, thick and intoxicating. Luciano’s eyes—those dark, stormy depths—flared with a hunger so primal it sent a shiver racing down my spine. For one breathless second, he simply stared at me, his chest rising and falling with barely leashed control. Then, without a word, he moved.

"Maybe they developed feelings for each other after that. I mean, just look at the way Mr. Hawke is staring at Ms. Ford. There's no way you can convince me he doesn't love her." "That look in his eyes is killing me. Oh, my. When are they going to get married?" "Has anyone started writing fan fiction about them? I promise I'll be your most loyal reader!" "I've seen some! Quick! Check this link." "Huh? Why does it take me to an advert instead? Can someone report this?" "If anyone drops a fake link again, I'll get someone to hunt you down and teach you a lesson!" Upon reading these comments, Stephanie couldn't resist laughing.

“What are you waiting for, Renata?” Renata froze, her voice trembling. “I—I really haven’t—” “Liar. I know you and Dominic are way past that.” God, she wanted to cry. Before she could protest, Alex Harrington shoved his cock into her mouth, and instinctively she opened wider. The heat, the hardness, the expensive cologne hit her like a wave, twisting her stomach into knots. “Good girl,” Alex growled, hips already moving. “Show me how smart this little honor student really is.”

Please tell me you can feel my excitement. First of all, I want to say thank you to every reader that has followed this book from when Roxanne could only fantasize about Vaughn and now when they are about to spend their first night together. You guys are all awesome. I’m grateful for each and everyone of you for choosing this story and sticking out until now. Secondly, I want to make a shout out to Betti Osler, storyteller290 and everyone who has left a kind word and encouragement, they keep me going fr.

There was that look once again. “Oh,” I said stupidly, and felt my cock twitch in eager anticipation. ******** The End Thank you so much for reading and for your amazing support every step of the way. If you enjoyed this book, don’t miss out on my other titles—especially “Wild Pleasure”. Your support means the world to me. Thank You!

The atmosphere around us seemed to shift, the tension palpable. Suddenly, the scene before me dissolved, replaced by a different, more ominous landscape. Steve stood heaving loudly, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. His eyes were fixed intently on Sage Henri, who lay frozen, his eyes wide with content. Sage Henri’s back was against a cold, grey stone rubble. Steve’s fist was clenched, his arm cocked back, ready to deliver the final blow. “I’ve always wanted to kill you,” Steve spat, his words tumbling out in a furious torrent. “You’ve always despised my existence, just because I couldn’t control Shadows.”

I have never hated anyone, but this act of Brake made me hate him and he was the first on my blacklist, I was going to hurt him down that is a promise I will fulfill in my lifetime. My name is Stacy Harrington, the daughter of the former beta of Ark Moon Pack and the sister to the present beta of the pack. I have dreams, as a growing child, I love power and I wanted to be respected, I always wanted to be on top of my game and to command such power, I know I needed to be the mate of an Alpha, so I was working toward it, at first I was crushing on my present alpha, Callaghan, I wanted him to be mine, so I could be Luna but I know I do not have that spot in his heart because his heart was occup