Zelina Vega Nsfw Novels & Stories

I hold myself as I sob, and I can't help but think that this is how I am meant to be. ____ "Hello, Violet." I stare at the face of Dr. Chynna Wei, and I say nothing. I expected her call for a while, then I forget about it. It's evening now, and her call woke me up, I fell asleep crying, It's a routine now. "You look nice." She comments, and I stare at her skin, perfect body, no trace of acne, unlike mine, her smile isn't broken, unlike mine. she's mocking you.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

Zara I told myself three things on the way to Velvet. Adrian wouldn’t come tonight. If he did I’d keep my distance. I needed money, not feelings. I believed none of them. He wasn’t in VIP three. Mikela confirmed it before I asked which meant I’d asked with my face without realizing it. I found him at the bar instead, jacket on, drink in hand, watching the floor with that patient unreadable expression. Not requesting anyone. Just watching.

"She's a ghost. And you dragged a ghost into our house." The table was quiet. Felt the weight of it. Five pairs of eyes doing math. Varek's hands tightened on the back of the chair. The leather creaked. "She's my wife," Varek said. "My blood covers her. That's all this table needs." "Is it?" Syris smiled again. "Because what I hear from Sector Four is that you bought a girl to cover a debt. That she's not a wife. She's a prop." He looked at me. "No offense."

won't he scoffs ' fine then' I say. I wrap my right arm to his neck in a tight neck hold causing both of us to fall on the ground, I punch his stomach from the side he lets go of me and I quickly roll away from him to get up he grabs my shoulder trying to pull me back I grab his arm and flip him over my shoulder towards the ground and I go on top of him 'don't under estimate the power of THE Venom Vixen sweet heart' I say, I get off of him and put my hand out to help him get up. We continue walking and we get to JC's car. He droves off and we head towards Saratoga which was about a 45 minute drive 'so you really aren't going to tell me where we are going?' I ask 'you'll see when we get ther

she said as she cut her egg, the gooey yolk spilling out and oozing all over the meatloaf below it, like an ochre waterfall. “You’re familiar with her antics then?” “This wouldn’t be the first time she’s lost it on someone,” Ava replied as she took a bite of her odd meal. “But it’s not surprising.” “What do you mean?” “Ohhhh, you don’t know?” Ava asked. “No,” I replied with a shake of my head. Ava then looked around us, as if sure no one was around or listening. “Helena is in love with Prince Damien.” “Helena? But isn’t she his cousin?” I asked, my stomach turning as well as my brain hit with a zap of shock.

Vanessa's P.O.V. I received a message from an unknown number while I was busy taking care of my food. I immediately read it and recognized it was coming from Zeux. I raised my eyebrow. "What is his problem?" I asked quietly. The message stated that he was waiting for me at our street's corner because he had promised to accompany me to his company. I grimaced. It appears that this man intends to flirt with me; perhaps this is his first step in getting me to like him. So, go ahead, I'm just going with the flow to avoid paying the fare.

The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's. Catarina had a secret: she abhorred human flesh. Having gone to college for Biology in Manila, Catarina had genetically engineered fruits: mangoes, lanzones, calamansi for teas - everything jade and green under the sun of Bathala that produced the florid juices of the jungle - into sustenance for aswang, with human proteins.

But the word spoken by Alpha Rider would tear my heart apart. "Good Evening Alphas, Lunas, and wolves. I have amazing news." He stopped smiling brightly before he continued. "I found my mate, she is none other than Anastazie Lyra Micheals." The crowd broke out in gossip. Some were full of shock and others were jealous. While Rider was a sadistic asshole one could never deny he wasn't good looking. But he didn't deserve her. The cruel stories had circulated through the community. What he did next caught me off guard. My anger flared as he plunged his fangs into her neck. Her cry of pain broke my entire heart.

It was pleasurable that it will probably hard to forget even if it was her first. "I'll do... it more if you beg..." the man who was doing the deed is much happier to be obliged to satisfy the woman underneath him. The hot and deep voice can even make the woman go crazy for him. Touch his body and satisfy her deepest desire. To be deflowered by no other than, Daemon Morningstar. The hottest and most famous, multi-billionaire who loves to indulge in s*x and lust. Money is just a bonus. "I beg you... please... deeper and harder!" Daemon smiled widely and licked the woman's neck as he thrust harder which made the woman scream in ecstasy.