Videl Hot Novels & Stories

She is in the grave, unable to watch her child grow. Ramon Fridling was the only thing in her mind, Violet was hell bent on killing him, it was another mission of hers, to kill Ramon Fridling because he was the reason why Scarlet died. If Scarlet didn’t marry him, she was going to be alive today, but she isn’t.

As if the red wine had side effects, begging me to entertain the two superiors sitting across from and beside me. Everything's hot and it's hard to tell if it's the above heater, or the wine, or just me. "I’d say something more along the lines of taking control but yes, you'll find the two of us somewhere, getting a taste of someone, " she answers with nothing other than sultry confidence and it's alluring, to say the least. "You know, if you do decide to attend."

Videl “Miss Videl, dinner is ready,” Kara said softly from the other side of the door. I didn’t answer immediately. I was still lying on my bed, one arm resting above my head, my phone held loosely in my other hand. The screen glowed faintly in the dim room, reflecting against the ceiling. The same headline stared back at me no matter how many times I refreshed. GENERAL V TO ATTEND WALKER–ALLEN WEDDING LEGENDARY FIGURE BREAKS SILENCE

It is custom for servants and slaves to study the histories, languages, and practices that will make them most helpful to their new masters. Learning about humans was the first time I saw a being who looked like me. People without horns, claws, fangs, and other demonic markers that made them favorable. Upset as I was at first, I was relieved that I could no longer be fed from. Vlademyre insisting that I could not be bitten, which upset Daddy and his Generals because I could no longer serve my purpose in healing them. It seemed like the only thing Daddy and Vlademyre agreed on was that I was never allowed to me alone with a man. Not even my brothers. This was a rule for all of his daughters t

She took out a gun and aimed it at his head. She was about to pull the trigger when a flash of purple whizzed past her and she doubled over to the ground. "Violet!" the scarlet speedster spoke as the other speedster was then standing next to him and helping him up. Violet and Crimson—the two speedsters that Carol had identified back at Carter•Labs and it turned out that the speedster killer had caught up to them. "I'm guessing the plutonium's safe since we are all still standing?" said Crimson to Violet.

Enjoying the hunt. I stumbled faster, breathing raggedly, my vision swimming. “Vera, honey,” Vido called, oily and coaxing. “Very soon the heat waves will come. Jolan told me how violent yours can be. You need to be lying down for it, love.” A hand settled on my shoulder. I flinched violently away. The place he touched burned. Bad touch. Wrong. Unsafe. Painful. “Why are you making such a fuss about it?” The voice laughed low. “Just let us have fun. Not as if you will remember much come morning, and your body will repair nicely—back to the way it used to be, like it was never roughly used.”

Violet scoffed but decided to go with the flow like Uak said. The waiter came back with a tray containing two cups of tea and four cheesecakes. “Thank you,” Uak said and the waiter left. Violet immediately grabbed one of the cups and too a huge sjp of the hot tea. Uak eyes widened, “Your highness, that is really hot. How could you drink that?” Violet stared down at the tea. It wasn't hot enough to hurt her. Even Musa had overreacted when she had some hot tea. “Don't worry Uak, it's not that hot.”

Excited Amelia found her way into the kitchen thanking God for the little ray of hope she felt. "I know my sister is wrong about Jack. he loves me and he will choose me over all these fancy women. It's just a matter of time". Amelia obviously hasn't been this happy in a very long time from Jack's actions or words. Who knows he would willingly pick her as his wife instead of these women? Scanning through the refrigerator for ingredients available, Amy concluded on making Brie Quesadilla with fruit salsa.

Kael My breath burns against her skin, her fingers tremble along my belt, seeking permission she doesn't dare ask. Isadora sitting in an armchair, looking at us. Her whole body vibrates with an impatience that drives me crazy, this moist heat between her thighs pressed against my pelvis, this smell of vanilla and sweat that rises from her, intoxicating. She doesn't need to speak. His eyes, two dark embers, say it all: I need you now.

she cooed. "It's how big? All night?" she exclaimed as Stacey pushed the bigger dildo into her ass. Even though she was being gentle, Vanessa still cried out as it penetrated her. Except for the tapered tip, the whole thing was thick, except at the very end where it again tapered down, so that her hole would grip it tightly, preventing it from slipping out. To her great surprise, she felt fingers in her pussy, rubbing her clit. The stimulation took her mind off the pain in her ass and her orgasm finally rushed forth, cum running down her thighs and soaking the hand rubbing her. "Don't worry, you're going to feel so hot and sexy all night," Stacey assured her, pushing the plug in to the hilt.