Trish Stratus Nsfw Novels & Stories

Thankful that I can't feel anything anymore. My name is Cassandra Wright I'm 18 years old and this is my story, my life. I am from the Crescent moon pack or should I say I was until I had to run for my life. The Crescent moon pack is one of the largest packs in America and has some of the strongest warriors. My father is a werevolve and the Alpha of the pack my mother was something different a hybrid vampire-witch. And what does that make me you wonder I'm one of a kind a werewolve, witch and vampire. I'm a tribrid.

This is my only way out of the shit hole of my life. Besides, I was kinda taught to be the best. Anything else wasn't worth anything. Not in my world. This Trish might not care about her reputation, but I do. Gosh, it's only my third day here, and I've seen her with three different guys, and it was very obvious what they were up to. Right now I can even hear her fucking around with the guy in the office next to me, causing me to cringe at the grunting sounds. If you ask me, this company should really check their costs on employees better, doubt she is worth keeping. Except if she is here to keep the male population in a good mood.

Felicity bluntly said, which had him turned around as he was in front of her, explaining every detail of the house. “Why do you think that way? You are worth it, and you deserve to be loved and in love.” He rebutted. But Felicity shook her head in disagreement. “No, I’m not worthy. People will continue to judge me even if I change my career path. They will still call me ‘Happy the Stripper’, which I am not regretting because… because of my work… it gives me food to eat, and let my child go to a private school. I even give him his needs. But the human in this world will never understand why some people like me chose this career and got easy money. And if you stay with me, they will judge you,

My name is Maya Torres, and up until three weeks ago, the most intimate thing I'd ever done on camera was kiss my co-star in a low-budget N*****x holiday movie while fake snow fell around us. It was sweet, scripted, and ended with a chaste peck that made the director yell "Cut!" before our lips even fully touched. That was it. My entire on-screen sexual history.

*********** THE SEX DOCTOR: BOOK2 Tristan was sitting on the table in the living room with his head hung between his hands, rubbing the back of his neck, as the laptop laid open before him. His LinkedIn message board filled with messages like: We love your idea, however currently we are not on a lookout for partners. Thank you. He knew establishing a business from scratch would be difficult, but he didn’t know it would be that stressful. He was just about to shut his laptop when his phone rang. “Hello baby, how’s your day going?” Oliver’s cheerful voice greeted his hearing.

On the way down the hill, Tristan suddenly pulled out his phone and handed it to me with a mysterious grin. "Take a look at this." On the screen was a brand-new social media profile. The profile picture was a hand-drawn sketch of our pet cat, and the username read, "StillSerenas". His following list contained exactly one account with the username, "ImSerena". It was the new profile he had just badgered me into creating a few minutes ago. "This is the 100th one," Tristan said, waving his phone proudly. "Except this time, it's not a secret identity. It's the real deal."

“I want you to meet my parents. And it’s my mother’s birthday—” “I thought we’re going—” “In a date?” he cut in. “Of course, we were, once we get there and I want you to see my business.” Andrius never fails to amuse her and to throw surprises. And what did she do in her past life that she deserves this kind of love from him? Guess, being his stripper once in the Peregrine club was their path to each other. And she will never forget how she slapped his handsome face. “Of course, I’d love to,” she replied.

"If you do have some, we can find a secret spot for two of us to go to always when we feel like missing each other." How could she have feelings for another person who is not her mate after what she saw on her eighteenth birthday? She never wanted anything to do with a males again. Even if she did, it would be her mate this time. A person whom she expected to be of her generation not that old ass. "No! I don't!" She replied. "And I think I will never so please have your leave. It will be good if you dare not come close to me from now on."

Trish was first to speak. 'Ben, please don't worry about me. I'm not hurt. I'm flattered that you could see yourself falling in love with me but please know I'm not looking for love right now either. I apologize for not making that clear before. For not understanding or even acknowledging your confusion. My heart is still stinging over John. I'm doing my best to just look out for myself for the next little while. You were right. I went from a very active sex life to complete celibacy and it shocked me. An important part of my life was missing and I tried to fill it with you. If you like you can think of what you did with me as what you did with Beth. Purely physical therapy to heal the soul.

I scrambled to my feet, shoving him off me as I staggered backward. My heart pounded, disbelief and confusion washing over me. What the hell is he doing here? No, what is Alpha Ashvin doing working as a stripper? He’s one of the most powerful Alphas in the four realms, feared and held in awe to in high regard by all. And yet, here he is, in the human side of all places, doing… this. I blinked, rubbing my eyes as if the action might erase the impossible sight before me. Maybe it was a trick of my imagination there was no way Alpha Ashvin Harvey Matarys would degrade himself like this.