Tinkerbell Gliss Novels & Stories

“So fucking beautiful.” I arched my hips, wanting his fingers to touch me. His thigh was great for rocking against, but I knew his fingers could give me release. He chuckled, the sensual sound filling the room. Slowly, so slowly I was sure I would go insane, he slid his fingers further and further south. “So wet,” he murmured, his fingers teasing with their feather light touch. “So damn perfect...”

I need to do something before he does harm to me. I landed to face him, but before I make a move, Willow gives me another trick of his magic, a reason to get me out of balance. My elbow hits on the wall. I felt hurt, and I had difficulty to gets up again. Because of my anger, I clenched my fists and gave him a tight- slipped smile. Unexpectedly, my palms suddenly glowed.

Why does it feel like this is where I belong? HIs thumb is drawing circles on the exposed skin of my back where the T-shirt has ridden up. I feel goosebumps grace my skin. No Liv. Not now. Don’t get turned on. He is barely touching you. I can feel moisture between my thighs and squeeze them together. His manly scent permeates my nostrils and increases my arousal. Before I realise what I’m doing I lean in and breathe deeply, closing my eyes. I release a sigh and open my eyes to see Connors face inches from my own. My breath hitches and I instinctively wet my bottom lip with my tongue. He watches the action and his blue eyes darken before he moves a hand to cup my face. I lean into his hand ma

I whispered when I couldn't take it anymore. The torture was too much. He pulled away, looking into my eyes, a devilish smirk appeared on his face, making my heart tickle for some reason. He brushed his knuckles against my jawline, forcing me to arch my back. He didn't waste his time. One of his hands slipped under my dress, making me tremble. “Please, what? Do you want something from your husband, Tinkerbell?” He whispered seductively in my ear and pushed his hand further up.

“Sorry to cover you up like this. I know it’s been difficult, but we need you to hang on for a bit longer, so we can sneak past those demons and get you home.” She gave me a sharp nod. I wrapped my arms around her neck and gave her a tight hug. “Thank you.” Glinda sneezed again, and tremors ran across my skin. If she made that noise when we were close to the demons, they would work out exactly what we’d done and attack us with every weapon at their disposal, including their flames. I turned to Griff and raised both brows. “Are you ready?” “You’re going to let her sneak into the tunnel, knowing she might sneeze?” he asked with a scowl.

Bella’s chair so that it would explode the moment she sat down. “Three... two... one...” Zane whispered under his breath, his voice barely audible. Ms. Bella approached her desk, completely unaware of the glittery doom awaiting her. She smoothed her skirt, adjusted her chair, and— POOF! A shimmering storm of glitter erupted from beneath her seat, filling the air like a dazzling fireworks display. It sparkled in the morning sunlight, settling over Ms. Bella, her desk, and the surrounding floor in a radiant, glittering mess.

A glimmer of slyness shine in his eyeless two holes in his bonozofied face. Tik tiktok tik tak, like a great hummer hitting a mountain in a great vigor like it going to refine it into a sword or a spear, a clunking voice breakthrough their verry beings and souls, a suffocated pressure was felt, not felt but much more, it suffocate them, squeeze them like squeezing a fly, yes a fly, and why not, comparing to what they felt before, a great since of control that was produced after feeling the strength and the force that they possessed, the speed thinking that follow afterward when digesting those information, all of this gives the fake feeling of invincibility and indestructability.

His lips trail down my bare neck to my chest tasting every inch of my skin. I don't want to moan but yet I did. His he some kind of trap that no matter how hard I try to get out, I just get stuck more. He's worst than danger itself ? Whatever scenario that occur last night is like a clips of what his life is about and I can't handle it . He suck on my collarbones to my almost exposed cleavages. "What are you doing to me , Tinkerbell ?" He kisses my cheek and take in my lips before I can reply.

I just used a powder all over my face and pinkish make up since my skin is white and light make ups only suits me so that I decided to use this type only. My lips is the only red from all of my make up to fit for the color of my silky dress too. My wavy hair is also defined and I am just believing that it really suits me right now. I continued going down to check if Mr. Woods is already there. "Miss," Talla called before I continued in the stairs because she is waiting outside. "You are so beautiful. Your boss is already waiting down there." She added and I slowly cracked a smile for her. "Thanks, Talla. " It boosted my confidence.

The gems lit up, began their opening notes. Rain shivered as unearthly music, barely heard and intensely felt, vibrated in the air. Designed to physically pleasure the listener, the sounds shivered with the radiance of the aurora, seductively sweet. Piercing. Addictive. Rain shivered. She hadn’t meant to make the Bell. It was supposed to be a gate key, a door to the Dark Lands that would allow her to take a peek without being trapped. She realized too late that one actually had to go the Dark Lands before it could be set, which was problematic, since she’d had no intention of applying for her green card. By then she’d been addicted, unable to abandon her seductive little toy. The idea of it