The Lover Actress Novels & Stories

CALISTA POV The camera was already rolling. I tilted my head slightly, letting the tears gather in my eyes without allowing a single one to fall. My hands trembled as I stared at the man standing before me. “You know what hurts the most?” I whispered, my voice breaking perfectly for the scene. “I loved you. I gave you everything. And you took me for granted.” The actor playing my lover stared at me with regret. “I never meant to—” “Don’t.”

Waking up feeling extremely hot she looks over too Tam and sighs, why did this have to happen now. They didn't have time for her to be in heat. Starting to feel it more again she growls in frustration but tries to wake Tam. She kisses him and slowly runs her hand down his chest, He reaches up and grabs her head pulling her to him and deeping the kiss. moving on top of him they both sigh as she slides down on him. Moving slowly she draws out their pleasure. Growling in frustration Tam grabs her hips and flips them over! Sara laughs and says "Took you long enough." Growling Tam bites her on the neck and moves faster bringing them both to climax quite quickly. Rolling off her he pulls her to hi

A hot flare of pain strikes my chest, I can literally hear my heart break. "A high schooler?, a little girl? No. You only like women like me. A real woman not a pubescent teenager.” Her screechy voice spits. "I don’t love her, I don’t even talk to her, she follows me everywhere throwing herself at me.” Ben's voice resounds. I hesitated, hidden in the shadows just outside the entrance. Through the open door, I saw them: Ben and Patricia, standing in the elegant foyer of his apartment. He never bothered locking his door most times, overconfident that no one would dare rob his swanky and expensive building.

That had happened more than he cared to admit. A girl appeared from within, smoke swirling about her as she stood just outside the door. Malik’s breath hitched. Emerald eyes flashing in the soft moonlight, he watched the shiver that ran down her spine. She wore no cloak. It was clear from the way she dressed that she was no whore. She showed no inch of flesh save the sliver of exposed throat that peeked from beneath her collar. The raven haired vixen refused to look any of the men in the eye. Her gaze remained steadily focused downwards as she took a cautious step forward. Malik finally noticed the throng of both men and women that had gathered at the steps.

Great, nothing healthier. "Anyway, here are some primary scenes of the film and a summary of the entire story." He handed us a copy each. I skimmed through the pages and could already see myself acting. My character would be named Serena, and Apollo’s character would be Oliver. But one scene in particular caught my attention. A kiss.

Thander said while staring at the woman’s chest. I was just shaken. He is a player! “Is that Theron Montevero?” “No it’s Thanderson Montevero, his twin brother. Gosh he’s so hot.” Thrilled promise of the woman at the other table. “He’s so handsome really …” “He is rich, intelligent, handsome and talented, what can you ask for right?” “Yup, he’s like the biggest grand jackpot in a lottery!” “The most sought bachelor in the country!” “I wanna be his girlfriend! Oh my gosh!”

Early forties, immaculate, with the expression of a woman who had spent years hearing strangers calculate the price of her marriage. She had the stillness of the very tired. Her eyes kept counting exits, and I understood at once that she’d loved her husband exactly as much as she’d disliked him, which is a great deal in both directions. She didn’t stand. Her eyes moved over my face. “Thank you for coming.” “I wasn’t sure refusing the widow of the man I allegedly slept with would improve my week.” The corner of her mouth lifted. “Probably not.” She slid a small card across the marble.

"Getting slapped would hurt less than accepting that check. I was tempted to tear it up several times because I knew that if I accepted the money, I would be admitting that I was the mistress." Everyone was stunned by my words. Dad's lips trembled as he murmured, "Luna…" I inhaled deeply before continuing, "But in the end, I still accepted the check. I couldn't deny that I had no status, and I hadn't openly loved you. So, I might as well admit that I was the mistress, take the money, and remove myself from the picture. That way, everyone could have some peace of mind." "No!" Tristan shouted as he dashed over to me and grabbed my hands. "Don't say that! You're the only person I love! I was on

Mark, though eager to ask questions, exercised patience. “Liam.” “What?” Julie gasped, wiping her tears. “What about Liam?” “I’m… I’m sorry… I…” “Was it him? Did he do this to you?” “I followed him last night. He told me that… I’m sorry, Julie.” Elizah sobbed uncontrollably, unable to look at her sister as she covered her face with both hands. Mark Robertson furrowed his brows in confusion . “Who’s Liam?” Julie took a step back. “My fiancé.”

Struggling even more frantically as she sought to fight off every desire that was rising within her, the flimsy gown that covered her exposed her long legs. Whistling loudly, the man stepped closer to her. “Man, don’t I love it when you have all this fight in you. The very aspect of conquering you fills my mouth with saliva. You are so beautiful my Loise or is it loisa.” He said as he moved to her bed, which caused her to start kicking frantically in a bid to free herself. The very scrapings of the robe she had on kept turning her on, while on the other hand the man tried to restrain her.