The Bad Guys Diane Kiss Novels & Stories

After trying many dresses, she finally selected a sexy fitted black gown which had a deep cut neckline and reached up to her upper thighs. She applied red lipstick on her lips and blew a flying kiss to her mirror- self .' today Daniel must kiss on my lips.' she said excitedly. Her doorbell rang and no one needed to tell her who the person is at the door. She opened the door and hugged him. Daniel wanted to hug her but he didn't want her to think that they have any chance together. " Come in." Cathie said with a charming smile. Daniel entered and sat on the couch which was placed in the living room. Cathie sat on his lap and looked at his face. Daniel was looking upset and she noticed it.

Rosa smiled warmly; a part of her that was terrified of Diane slowed down; she guessed she hadn't caught on her little escapades with their weapon, Mr George. She had bowed her head in awe and groveled in front of Diane to serve her justly on the day she brutally murdered the general and took over the entire operation using her convincing tongue. She knew she would have died if she had refused to bow down; underestimating a woman like Diane Donaldson is a lack of wisdom; Rosa knew she wouldn't dare. “Keep your eye out for more obvious results; we are almost there,” Diane said flatly. *** Adrian found himself throwing occasional side glances at Rissa and acted neutral after ridiculing him in

About the reason why Jason abandoned her like that in front of everyone and went to sit with Claire and Samantha. Something is definitely wrong somewhere. And to be honest, my heart is really sinking for Diane right now. Ever since the day I met Diane, the day she flashed me her toothy smile back then in middle school as she offered me her spare pencil, the very kind gesture that made us become bestfriends, I can swear on everything I know in this world that Diane was never into drugs. There were times she overstepped her gear on alcohol. But never drugs. She never did drugs.

He caught me before I fell. “Why did you stop?” He asked, irritated and I pointed to the corner in front of us. There, in the corner, Diane was locked in a kiss with Morgan. One hand was on her waist, the other behind her neck, deepening their kiss. Diane’s leg was hooked on his waist as she clung to him. Damian cleared his throat and Diane gasped when she noticed us. Morgan released her, and she quickly tugged her dress down. “This isn’t what it looks like,” she stammered, then winced. “Well… it is what it looks like.”

They aren't even back in their seats before they start kissing again. Hatred mixed with pain scorches through me and the urge for revenge pushes me to do the most ridiculous thing ever. I look around, searching, and there's a really hot guy smoking by a corner. He's Damon-Salvatore-hot, in a tight black tee that clings to his muscular body. He even has an arm and a neck tat and ear piercing. Oh, he's perfect! I stomp over, pluck the cigarette from his fingers, and blurt, "I'm sorry, but can you hold your breath for a second?"

Just hearing it sends shivers across my skin. "Okay, I surrender," I breathe. The tension seems to realise from their shoulders some more, but their grip on me doesn't loosen. I can't tell if they are planning on killing me, or worse. Either way, I don't want to stick around to find out. My hand dips under the water, searching the ground of the ditch for anything to get me out of this situation. Sure enough, my fingers wrap around a large rock. My hand slips at first, but once I get a proper grip on it, I draw is around to smash against the strangers head.

The way he touched Norio was everything masculine, and made me think of Colt. But that could never happen between us, as there was zero desire from both ends. So when I had to force him off myself, pushing him away and hitting his chest, I was not acting anymore. It was all real. Dean’s kiss was the most disgusting thing I’d ever have to endure. Even the teen boys I had made out with in the past kissed better. The monster! My struggle excited him, and he ended up licking off all the elixir from my lips.

I could see the look of annoyance etched in the ladys face. "Don't you dare call me that. We both know you're enjoying all the drama, Diane. I make it extra entertaining just for you," she said with a sarcastic tone. "Enjoy being with my Dad while you can, just know that when karma comes knocking, it's gonna hurt like a mother fucking bitch."

Sent! **** Buzz! Jenna's phone vibrated in her pocket. She saw that Kara had sent her a message. Out of guilt, she opened it. "Help, Jen! Klarisse imprisoned me in the basement. I can't stay here, it's too dark. Please help me.. Pls! " Upon reading, Jenna immediately shot from her chair and immediately went to rescue Kara. She dialed 911 and reported Kara's situation. The darkness is creeping, their whispers and manic laughters filling her ears. She was too scared to move, her legs were frozen.

Aaron asked, and I nodded. “Damn!! How did you do it? I heard she’s been turning guys down; how come she agreed to someone like you?” Beckham spoke, and I frowned at what he said. “Someone like me? What is that supposed to mean?” “Nothing... Nothing… I’m just curious why she chose to date the bad boy, especially a flirt like you when good guys have been coming her way,” Beckham added. “Maybe she likes bad boys like me. Anyway, she wasn’t an easy target to get. She was more difficult than the others,” I explained.