Summer Rein Escort Novels & Stories

Daniel Scarlet Vine loomed before us as we stepped out of the car, its neon sign pulsing in the night like a heartbeat. A club for the elite, it was said that a night with one of its infamous escorts could cost more than a middle-class man earned in six months. Courtney slipped her arm through mine as we approached the entrance, her touch light but possessive. “Please protect me from the men in there, Tom Cruise,” she teased, her voice laced with irony.

“You don’t have to be there, if you don’t want. “It’s OK. This is not yours to keep.” "Yes it is." I stood up. “She used me as much as she used you. I want to hear what she has to say.” Twenty three minutes later there was a knock at the penthouse door. Javier opened it. Summer Chen stood in a hallway being escorted by two guards. She was wearing exactly the same as she always did. Professional suit. Hair pulled back. Calm expression. Like she was showing up for a regular day at the office, rather than being led in under armed escort.

and the reason why she kept reminiscing on the first night they met, is because it was a reminder that she was doing a job and everything that happened that night would be mere memories the morning after. now that she was getting deeply involved with him she was getting more affected by him she certainty knew deep down that when this whole scandal thing will be sorted out, she will be back to leading her normal life and so she didn't want to get attached to a man like him, true that he was kind with her, hell he's even taking her to her dream destination, Who would someone do such a thing for free for someone they hired and if they weren't a kind person? But he was Lucas Doyle, the most fa

He was being too obvious. Summer had purposely called for a taxi, but Casper deliberately dragged her into a bus. This was her first time riding a bus in Sea City. It was so crowded. The bus was shaky. Casper, who was the injured one, protected Summer well. “Elly… the girl who rescued Keane, is my sister. That’s to say, she’s Alaric’s sister’s daughter.” Summer currently was unsure of her identity.

Objective: 12 hours, no magic, no pack Reward: +1 Sync with Hellebore Dagger (Remy) | +1 Integrity Celeste (grinning): “Accepted.” 8:00 a.m. – Hot Springs Café (Winter Edition) Pack claimed the indoor lounge—fireplace roaring, bikes parked outside, winter slushies in thermos mugs. Seras (sipping peppermint-blue-raspberry): “Recovery day. No training. No strigoi.” Julian (sipping blood-bag cocoa): “I’ll guard the gate. You two— go be teenagers.” Remy (pulling Celeste toward the snow-dusted patio):

She had come to Greenville University seeking adventure, not to be shipped back to Pacific City. Helma's chuckle was soft and teasing. "How about I find someone to escort you back to Pacific City?" "I'm not a kid. I don't need an escort," Ximena grumbled. "Okay, okay," Helma soothed, still smiling. "Let's say I'll find someone to make sure you actually make it to the Millen's place without any detours." Cole had already chosen the perfect chaperone for Ximena's return to Pacific City.

“Miss, we’ve seen so many women like you who come up to these VIP events to try and bag a rich man. Your method is new though. I’m impressed, but please leave, or we might have to use force to drag you out.” “Ava, stop messing around and leave this place this instant!” Richard yelled, his nostrils flaring. “You’re embarrassing me-” “Embarrassing you?” Ava sneered. “Now who the hell do you think you are?” “You-” “Richard, don’t get angry at Ava. I would be upset too if my boyfriend brought another woman to an event as a plus one,” Cheryl chipped in, squeezing Richard's arm. “Miss Sinclair, my name is Remi Jackson. I’m in charge of the casino, and I’m here to escort you in,” a man who seemed t

I am Julian. I was a college student. My family was not wealthy, so I took a friend’s advice and started working as a part-time male escort online. I did it to earn some extra cash and ease my family’s burden. People said I had a nice voice and was good at reading the room. It did not take long before I became one of the most popular male escorts in the guild. Many female clients kept booking me. Some even requested to meet up in person, probably hoping for something more. I never accepted their invitations.

Evidently, she didn’t trust me not to fuck things up with Lanie again. Smart girl, she was. “I’ll drop by,” I answered. “Great. I’ll call the escort service now. How many do you want? Two? Three?” “Saxton.” “Kidding, man. See you soon.” We hung up as the valet arrived with my Maserati. Hopping in, I steered out of the lot and into the dusk-filled streets. Piles of dirty snow rested against the curbs, and people hurried across the walkways, rushing to get out of the cold. The recent snowfalls had been the heaviest I’d seen in Seattle, the clincher on an all-around unusual winter.

His eyes look cold and he's glaring at us or at me? "Is that so? Okay, thank you for this Dey. I'll call you later" I just nodded to dismiss the discussion. Isha elbowed me and when I looked at her she mouthed "Let's go". I nodded at her, "Uhm, we're leaving" I said to him. "Okay. Take care, please remember this is for you" He kissed my cheek and walked away. I blushed because of that without noticing it. "Hey! Why are you blushing huh?!?" Coleen exclaimed. What? I'm blushing?