They Call Her Dirty Sally Novels & Stories

I pulled my phone out and looking at the screen, a chill went up my spine. “It’s him” My heart stomped, seeing Diablo’s name across the screen. Davis and the sheriff raced backwards as I answered the call. “How does he know we’re here?” Davis was the most worried now, even Lily just stood at a distance with her arms crossed in front of her. “Shuu” I gestured. Across the phone screen, it was pitch black for the first few seconds but that was before we heard a shrill cry in the background. I would know her voice from a mile away—Summer.

******* 'That woman wants him drunk just so she can play her dirty tricks on him,' Sonia thought as her face twisted with disgust. Thinking that he would soon be trampled ruthlessly, she stamped her feet angrily. Her action made noise which didn't go unnoticed by Daniel. He quickly hung up the phone call he was receiving and directed all his focus on her. "Does your stomach still hurt?" He went up the stairs and stood in front of her. She shook her head, trying to keep calm. It took a lot of effort to maintain her composure. "Was that a call from your friend, asking you to hang out?" she asked, feigning a smile.

“Please, this is Mila. He’ll be confessing his love by Wednesday.” I laughed. “You all have too much faith in me.” Sandra leaned in, her tone teasing but a little too confident. “Babe, trust me. When you walk into that chapel with your pretty little face and that innocent act… he’ll be the one sinning in his mind, not you.” I threw a napkin at her. “You’re disgusting.” She dodged it effortlessly, laughing. “And you love me.” I rolled my eyes, trying to act unbothered, but inside… I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

he growled, slamming into me balls-deep and holding there, grinding his cock against my cervix. “Tell us how much you love being our shared little whore, Mia. Tell Daddy and Mummy what a nasty cumdump you are.” I pulled my mouth off Sandra’s pussy just long enough to gasp out, voice broken and desperate, “I love it, I’m your nasty cumdump stepdaughter, please fill me up, breed my womb while Mum sits on my face.” Sandra laughed low and dirty, grinding harder on my tongue as she reached back and slapped my clit again.

“I’d like for you to meet cadence. Cadence is like you Sadie. Only I think she is stronger than you. Say hello, Cadence.” “Hello, Sadie,” Cadence said and I couldn’t talk or move. Sadie looked at my father and slammed him to the wall. Only Sadie also got slammed to the wall. Cadence was the only one running the show. My father came off the wall and he patted Cadence on the back.

Said Mika. “And you love him so much!” I teased. “This is serious guys. Why would Steve create a project and call it nemesis.” Katleho asked. “Sally might have the answer’s.” I said. Katleho tried to call Sally,but she would not answer her phone. “She is probably still with her client, I will check on her later.” she said. Mika and I went to Sally's apartment, later in the evening. The place was a mess.The TV had a cracked screen, the couches were turned upside down, the vase was broken on the floor. Sally was on the floor bleeding, too weak to speak.

"Because you didn't plan it well. You were supposed to get him drunk and not you getting drunk. Now you see you really need some one like me around, I am the best for you." "I didn't make a mistake making you my cover-up sidekick, huh?" I smirked. "Definitely not." She smiled. "So, what are the steps?" Now I was becoming interested to know what this dirty plan would be. "Well, I was thinking, maybe..." She was cut short by the ringtone of my phone. I stared at the unknown number calling, "Sorry, I'll have to pick this." I waited for the caller to say a word. "Delilah?" Who knows my name?

“You are in charged of cleaning all the toilets in the pack house.” Stepping forward, she tiptoed to face Diana head-on. “And never ever show your face in front of the people!” “Why, M-Madam Sally?” Diana’s gums itched when Sally hit her right arm. Though her wolf merely whimpered, Diana was not above adding a name from her long list of to-kill notes. Blood poured down her throat as her canines descended, stabbing the insides of her mouth from the anger she was feeling. The last string of sanity stopped Diana from answering her savage need to put Sally in place—six feet under the ground.