Uris Novel 18 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

18+ Explicit content BILLIE I wake up in my bed, surrounded by silk sheets and fake fur. I can tell it’s late, after midnight. I can hear music playing somewhere in the tower. There's a warmth between my legs, an awareness and a new absence. The absence of him. There's something around my throat. I touch it, and feel velvet. “Something in velvet with diamonds.” That’s what Tristan had said. “A pretty little collar”, he called it.

Porter stated from his position at the window holding his hand out for my almost empty bottle. I took up his position scanning the street and the houses opposite for any movement. “Hey look, a cat.” I murmured. I hadn't seen one in years, it was strange now. Seeing one roaming the streets like everything was normal while the rest of the world was falling apart. Jake stepped up behind me again so close that I could feel the heat off him and I swallowed passed the lump in my throat.

he begged softly still knocking at her door. The door wrenched open revealing Faye, he walked straight into her room. A suitcase was casually standing close to where she stood with her hands crossed on eachother as she await his move, everywhere was quiet there was no music and the TV was off. There was no life in the apartment despite the heavy downpour and loud rumbling thunder outside, the weather was freezing cold but not as cold as the thick ice around Daylan.

Not even the chirping of birds. “ Who are you ?” She called again, feeling the chills begin to run down her spine. “ Your worst nightmare…” A cold voice whispered behind her ears. ========== Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Alpha Lucious His Purchased Wife. Do check them out and also please follow me on F*( Elk Entertainment) and i.n.s.t.a(elk_entertainment) Thank you so much, love y'all

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams

Ava is his queen, and she is his mate, so he is not completely unknown to me, while Urien… I have never seen him before. I knew that he was Adam´s cousin; Adam is mated to Talia, our cousin, so he must be a good guy, but in all honesty, I don´t know him as well as I know Roger. I wish that we were in times of peace, so I could get to know him better… Urien tapped Elisa´s knee, and she raised her head. “Need the bathroom,” he said, and Elisa pointed at the bathroom door. He stood up and entered it. When he walked out, he was holding one of the pregnancy tests.

I don’t play games. Eric: How are you? Irina: I’m good, right now I am here at Coffee Bean, drinking a cup of caramel macchiato, and eating a slice of milk tea cake and writing a novel. Eric: Wow, delicious. What genre of novel is that? Irina: About dreams and time travel, self-love, peace and isolation, loneliness, desperation, and life and death. It’s not a love story, but almost a love story. Eric: Doesn’t sound like a love story to me, but it seems Interesting,

Just a friendly reminder, Babes. This novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. We’re closing in on the shaky part of this book. Like what I’ve mentioned in the beginning, some scenes ahead might not be suitable for everyone. This book will tackle sensitive topics such as rape and self harm. And if you decide to go further, I would ask for your kind understanding.

I saw that there was someone who was still sleeping in the small living room, an elderly woman and a young girl were still sleeping soundly, maybe it was the people who live in this house. I looked at the girl with the dress turned aside and I could clearly see the smoothness of her thigh I could see her white underwear I looked in another direction because my body felt different from what I was seeing. So I walked to the door and it was easy to open so I slowly went out. When I came out, I was immediately exposed to fresh air and the house where I was staying was by the sea. It was still dark so it was probably only five in the morning. Where am I, why am I here, I'm trying to remember who

Charlotte lay sprawled on her twin bed in the dim glow of her bedside lamp, the room thick with the humid scent of summer night air seeping through the cracked window. At nineteen, she'd always been the good girl—straight A's, church on Sundays, never even kissed a boy properly—but tonight, curiosity gnawed at her like an itch she couldn't ignore. It started with a forbidden scroll through her phone earlier, stumbling on a video of a woman touching herself, fingers circling her clit with shameless abandon. The sight had sent a confusing rush between Charlotte's thighs, her cotton panties growing damp for the first time without reason. *Is that what it feels like?* she wondered now, heart pou