The Little Lady Novels & Stories

I tried my best not to say anything even I hate that she just referred to those perfect little angels as horrors who calls kids that? I smile at the little girl at the corner, she smiled back and looked away shyly. I love kids so much, I have a good feeling about this job already, taking care of kids is something I enjoy so to have that as a job is just the best thing ever. The stylish woman walked out of the room, her pair of really high her heels clinked as she walked. “That is Lady Nicole, whatever you do never piss her off, it never ends well” Madam Lucy said.

" Within minutes , a petite girl walked in ,an inch or two shorter than me . My brows immediately knitted in confusion . The lady walked with a sense of familiarity, like she'd been here before . Jax's burning gaze was on her as she led the way . You'd think it was her house. Finally noticing me ,the lady stopped and looked at me from top to bottom. Paying close attention to her ,she looked like a woman in her early thirties . Looking back at Jax she whispered . " Don't tell me I'm interrupting something "

At Crystabel's home, herself and Anita were now in Anita's room as Anita was still trying her best to persuade Crystabel to come with her at Lady-T's party which was always known as the wet cunt party. It was Lady-T's birthday and she doesn't fail to celebrate it every year. Inviting different kinds of ladies. Those with little ass and little boobs, big boobs and big ass and those with little ass and big boobs. So many ladies were always present at her party and no man would want to leave the party so early without having a taste of those pussys.

Her heart sank and she didn't need to be told what was happening. "Mummy!" The little girl looked at her and exclaimed. "See I've found Daddy." "Ah!" Vanessa caught her breath. All eyes turned in her direction and she wished the ground would open up. The people stared at the lady who had just entered the room. They looked between Alfred and the lady who had just appeared from the door. They were almost convinced that the little girl was saying the truth, however, the lady she claimed to be her mother didn't look close to the kinds of women the president of G.I Conglomerate would associate with. She wore a simple shirt with faded jeans.

I have never done anything this insane. A little, dainty young lady opens the entryway, her brilliant-colored eyes gazing up at me in wonder. She is exceptionally thin, embellished in a scaled-down skirt and a low profile top, however so minuscule she seems to be a young lady. Her hair is a splendid, colored red, and her skin is a light earthy colored tone, presumably created from some tanning bed. She is pretty, however, with pixie-like facial elements and pink, kissable lips.

After discovering her marriage was a sham—and that her husband's been sleeping with her best friend—Diana Miller decides to get even by seducing a stranger. No names. No promises. No plans for tomorrow. Just one night of passion, meant to bring them together and send them their separate ways by morning. What Diana didn't count on was walking away from that night pregnant. Alexander Turner hasn't wanted anything to do with love since he lost his wife, but his kids have other ideas—and they're proving it by running off every nanny he hires. There isn't a single woman left in the city willing to take on his children. Desperate, he decides to marry the first woman who's brave enough to

The maid responded, slowly descending to sit back on the bed. “I’m called Natgy.” The Old lady throated and just like that, I knew both character's names. So the Tiny-looking maid’s name was Andrea and Old straw-skinned lady here was called Natgy. I could try to work with that. But I don’t like how Natgy sounds. Andrea nodded and the Old lady smiled at her before turning back to me. She smiled at me too. Even with her smile, her look was intimidating and she knew it, as satisfaction was written all over her guise.

I call out but no one answers but I notice that the smell seems to be getting stronger and then my head starts niggling me. "Hello, baby girl!" A girl's voice suddenly blares in my head, who the fuck is that? "Who are you?" "I'm Ellie, your wolf silly!" OH MY GOD FINALLY! "Oh wow, I can't believe you are finally here!" "I've been here all along baby girl, I just had to wait until you were ready for me, now we have plenty to talk about but first you need to get back to this picnic, we'll catch up later doll!" She's going to be sassy but she is right. I pull my attention back onto the picnic but there's still no one here.

She uttered the phrase as if she were referring to a cute female name. More giggles followed. “I can make anything the little lady wants,” you say. Little. She was well described by that. The size of a red lupus garou female at five four. Her seat was higher. Is that what you want, Miss…? Silva drew it out and questioned, looking for a name. Thank you. “Yeah.”

I know I am supposed to find this creepy but I don't, I think it's amazing and kind of exciting. Compared to me, this thick looking woman or should I say lady in this case since she looked so young. Although I know I'm definitely younger than her seeing as I just clocked twenty-two months ago, but still, this lady who's currently separating her files on my desk can't be a day past twenty-five. If she's even that old.