Yor X Anya Novels & Stories

“Shut it, old man. I know you are the famous Dr Dayo Johnson in disguise. Just maybe if you give us a couple of zeros, we would let you go.” “I am not-” “Leave my father and I alone!” Temi barked. They did not have to know Elijah's true identity. Let them believe what they want to. “I have been very kind to you because you are pretty but I do not think I want to be nice anymore. Just share a couple of million naira with us.” “Gag!” Anya catwalked to them, swinging a bat in her hand. She really has that Harley Quinn thing going, Temi thought. She looked up more of the character online and admitted to herself that Anya was the real life and scarier version of the character.

No matter how close I was with that person I cleared my throat and turned to Anya whose eyes were lit with mild curiosity "Nothing is going on, Priestess Anya. It's good to see you" Her small pink lips spread in that coy smile of hers "It's good to see you too, Alpha Greyson. And please just call me Anya, how has your day been?" I scoffed "My day? My day has been weird, thanks for asking" Anya cocked her head to the side, still smiling "Well, that's a shame. My day has been quite enlightening, I met a very interesting girl" I arched a brow "Oh really?" She nodded as her smile widened even more

It was early in the afternoon so she decided to go to Carla at her condo. She wore a dark green high waist knee length wavy skirt paired with a black fitted long sleeve. She also wore her three inch silver stilettos. And to complete her classy nerdy look, she also wore her thick rimmed eyeglasses. While her hair was naturally wavy at the end and let it loose. "Pappi, I will leave. I will go to Carla's place," Anya said goodbye to her father. Pappi was in the living room of their house and watching Kdrama again. He glanced at her and stared at her. "Go home early," he answered her.

She held a large paper cup of iced coffee in one hand, her messy bun hanging slightly crooked. How is she always this active and happy? Spirit wondered. “You look like you need a massive nap… or a gallon of espresso, Browne.” “I need both,” Spirit admitted, a tired smile finally breaking through her exhaustion. She leaned against the wall, rubbing her stiff neck and sore shoulders after spending hours doing scut work. “Hey, Chloe, what’s the deal with Miss Karen? She looked like she wanted to personally throw me out of the building earlier.” “Oh, Maya?” Chloe rolled her eyes before taking a long sip through her straw.

Anna screamed "Are you sure?" "Yes!" Dr Joon shook her head "I said are you sure? " her voice now higher than before "Yes! I am certain!. I am sure!" Anna yelled at the top of her lungs. Dr Joon finally found it she smiled and yelled at Anna "Then stand up! prove to the your enemies, prove to the world that you are no longer the girl a wheel chair" Dr Joon helped Anna up and brought her lips closer to Anna's ears "Prove to them that.....you are Anna Lu!" With those words said she let go of Anna no longer supporting her.

Let's go do something,' said Kate, one of the teammates, trying to appease us. Once we had divided the topics among the members, they all started talking about boys. They mentioned sex in a way that was too ordinary for my taste among strangers. 'Well, haven't you, Anna, had your first time?' asked Diana. 'If she's a prude, don't you see,' mocked Erika. 'I don't like to talk about what I do in bed. Besides, that shouldn't have to be areason for comparison.' 'I knew it, you don't hook up with anyone. You should come with me and learn a little.'

That'll be enough. 'Please no, Paul. It . . .' Amy sought a reason, and found none she could give. 'It wouldn't help,' she finished weakly, and lowered her gaze, aware of those dark blue eyes scrutinizing her face. 'We'll see about that,' Paul said. *** 'What d'you mean, our horses are broken-down jades?' Joanna's strong voice echoed with a splendidly raucous edge through the cavernous depths of the Yates Centre's drama studio. 'Til broken-down jade you . . .'

His sister? “I’m Ella, by the way. Daniel’s sister,” she said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I blinked, looking up to see her standing across the counter, both hands resting on it. “Uh…” “Well, I figured I’d introduce myself since you seemed to be having a little dilemma while chewing your sandwich.” “Oh… I’m Anya.” “I know who you are,” she said sharply, her tone suddenly cold. “Okay…” I muttered, taking another bite. “I really don’t know what he sees in you. You’re kind of… average.”

I honestly think I black out for a moment because I'm so damn happy and delighted. I definitely didn't deserve to live something so delicious again and yet, here I am. Fucking into a sweet, tight pussy and a pair of huge tits on the most gorgeous girl ever created. Such a perfect individual in every possible way. And she’s all mine. Mine, mine. "Jae, god, Jae," Anya cries out, "Jae, I can't take it anymore. Just come already." "What? No, you need to come first," I say and try to move a hand down to her clit, but she stops me.

"She is begging for cock." Alex, ever the director, grabbed his phone from the table, flipping it to video mode. "This is for the memories," he said with a wicked wink, zooming in on her face as she sucked Ryan deeper. Jade's initial protests—muffled around the cock in her mouth—melted away into something else entirely: raw, unfiltered pleas. Mike positioned himself between her legs, rubbing his thick cockhead against her entrance, teasing her clit in slow circles until she bucked her hips involuntarily.