Susan Strong Novels & Stories

I nod a couple of times reflecting that I can't just leave them alone, I'm really tired of being the damsel in distress. I have to protect them, but how, I'm not strong, I don't know how to use bow or sword. I have a decision to make, but I hesitate to know if it was the right way to go, if I can really be as strong as they want me to be. What I would do for my people and for my friends; defeat Satoshi to regain the empire he got through lies and betrayals, killing my father.... I stand in the meadow pondering some more choosing what my heart desires to do, with my knees to my chest looking at how peaceful this village is and feeling the guilt, if something happens to them... that they will

“You are a strong woman. My best friend Susan is not so easily broken.” Clarabelle put her arm around Susan's shoulders, also looking out at the pool in front of her. Susan's cell phone rang again. The feeling of anger and sadness had not faded in Susan's heart, she also picked up a call from Lorenz. "Susan, I need to meet you and speak with you." Lorenz's voice reached Susan's ear. Susan didn't answer. She didn't want to say anything.

She is dressed in a short white straight dress that is hard to tell whether she is a slut or a noble person. She feels uncomfortable with her around Damon. Jealousy and anger creep into her heart. Susana smiled" nice to finally meet you conscious" she strode towards her " am Susan, Damon's doctor. I have heard a lot about you " she holds a hand out for a handshake " nice to meet you" Sandra reluctantly took It to not seem rude with a gloomy face. she doesn't bother to force a smile on. 'Damon?' she frowns. Are they that close?

Richard pov. Susan walked into the penthouse like she owned the place. Her heels made sharp clicks on the marble floor, echoing through the quiet room. She stopped in the middle of the living room, hands on her hips, eyes scanning every corner. I stood back, leaning against the doorway, watching her take charge. She was like a force of nature, and I liked it. No hesitation. No second-guessing. Susan was strong, confident, and every bit the woman I had always wanted by my side. No pretense, no forced affection. Just her, raw and real.

Susan doesn't move until she hears the shower running. "Oh my god!" Susan exclaims, crawling towards me on the floor. "That was so weird!" She says as she pushes me down on my back on the floor. "Mom got me so fucking hot without really doing anything." Susan says, straddling my legs and sliding her pussy up over my hard cock. "I can't believe she's going to let me wax her pussy." Susan says, slipping my cock head between her soggy pussy lips, she drops down hard, engulfing my throbbing cock in her hot, liquid chasm.

His grip remained steady, his expression calm as ever. ***”” Susan I clenched my fists as the door swung open, revealing Jian stepping out of the ward, her hair damp and her expression sharp. I hated how she looked so confident, even after the humiliating mess with the rotten eggs. How could someone like her protect Zelda Liamson so fiercely? The disdain on her face only deepened when her gaze landed on me. Without hesitation, she marched up and grabbed my arm. “Evil Susan,” she sneered, using that hateful nickname, “what are you doing skulking around here? Were you the one who tipped off Gladys Liamson? Did you set up the whole scene with the rotten eggs and try to humiliate Zelda online?”

Six years ago, Susan debuted as a model, three years ago, she was scouted by Noble, the two dated for about a month, and Susan also became famous thanks to Noble. However, a year ago, due to a scandal, Susan was immediately frozen by the company. After being frozen, it seemed that Susan went to Noble but could not meet him. Last month, Susan personally went to Noble's company, waited for him to come, and finally met him. No one knows what the two of them talked about, but she did not look for Noble afterwards. However, she did not find Noble, but Susan found Alina. It cannot be said that Susan is really brave, daring to drug Alina and Bucky.

She shut her eyes, hating the sound Seb hurting does to her. "She- she - my baby's birthday is due next week, no no no ", Susan's mum manages to mutter and I try to ignore the pang in my chest that statement causes. Our chest heaved with emotions as everyone mourned Susan Carl. ****** "What the hell, Sasha?", he throws a table on the glass of the conference room and it bounces back, I stop on my track and hide behind the wall and peep. "Susan is my cousin sister. She was only obeying instructions -"

Susan stated. After Susan had assured Mateo that she would send him the necessary details for their dinner, he responded with a simple "Alright" before they ended their call. Susan couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as she sat in her car, ready to take charge of her plan. "Yes!" she exclaimed softly to herself, her determination shown in her eyes. "I'll make sure I win this guy over. Sorry, Ariana, but Mateo is all mine." With a confident grip on the steering wheel, Susan accelerated, zooming through the streets of San Francisco. The wind whispered through her open windows, carrying a sense of possibility and adventure. As she drove, Susan mentally mapped out her next move, her min

"This is a first. Usually your mood improves after our little play~" Marcus stared at the girl, he was getting increasingly annoyed at her. It shocked him, he never felt this way before now. Her name was Susan, and she had the role of his stress relief doll. Susan was from a line of werewolves that were built for war. No one knew why they were so strong, with endurance, speed and stamina that surpassed that of most werewolves. Their healing time was elevated, evident in the way her fair skin was already clearing up and reverting to it's butter smooth state. The Lycanfrost pack had an abundance of warriors, this one Marcus reserved for himself.