Đam Mỹ Mới Hoàn Novels & Stories

It will always be done now. And then his worries slowly flowed away when the door reopened and Harper entered fresh from her shower. Her hair was wet and sticking on her bare elbows. Her skin looked supple and droplets of water form on them. Damon’s lips parted as he saw her walk towards him in a red gown. She looked like a moon goddess by the way she looked tonight. “Wow… You look beautiful, Harper.” – he said and she blushed “Thank you, my king.” Damon gulped when she sat beside him, her soft arms grazing his.

he said, and Damien gasped. “Why didn’t you say so?” he asked. “Because they want Valeria as the new moon goddess,” he replied, and Damien’s eyes widened as he looked back at the scene. Valeria? The new moon goddess?

Even though he hadn't seen her for months but she still look beautifull, Damon was sure that the person Richard had brought was none other than the Adira. Alessia was also shock when she Damon Williams, the fuck she always bump into him, why it's always him. Alessia hates him with guts but today seeing him directly in front of her, it looked different. The image of their last meeting came into her mind. The Damon Williams that she saw time was totally different the present Damon. The present Damon looks more powerful and the smirk on his face is even more wide.

I closed my eyes, refusing to look at Red while guilt and pain crushed my chest. "I proudly present you, your future queen, and Luna, my daughter, Damara Cordeiro!" The old bastard surely made it sound as if she had won the fucking Oscar. I looked to the side and saw Damara step onto the stage, a grin spreading across her carefully embellished face. She was wearing a fitted white dress… white! Did she fucking believe that I was going to marry and claim her right on that stage?! Un-fucking-believable!

She had no expectations but the flavor was surprisingly not unpleasant, the eroticism of it made her want more. Damien was watching the mouth of the most beautiful woman he knew come and lick him. Her large green eyes looked up with her red plump lips a hair away from his tip. Her eyes looked even bigger from that angle. “Tell me what to do,” she asked and the thought of guiding her to pleasure him made his hand tighten and another creamy bead come out. Ada was surprised when Damien pulled away and stood off the bed. Something heavy fell in her chest at the thought of such rejection.

After a couple of minutes, Lydia showed up in her white satin pajamas at our doorstep. “El,” she called calmly and I instantly stopped my chant, when I looked at her I saw Jeremy. “Jer, how come you are here?” I question touching his face. “It’s Lydia, not Jeremy,” Lydia said and Jeremy's face vanished and it was replaced by Lydia’s beautiful face. “Remember I said whenever you feel like you want to vent out anything, scream, shout you do it. Don’t keep it in, let it all out,” she said and I screamed my lungs out.

she said, arching a brow. “So?” “So, leave. I need privacy.” She gestured at the door, cheeks warming. He smirked. “I’ve seen you naked before, angel. There’s nothing new to see.” Her voice rose. “Damain… You haven’t seen me naked as I am pregnant, so… go.” She turned crimson. Damian stepped closer, slow and deliberate. “I don’t need to see you pregnant to know you’re beautiful everywhere, Aria.” His fingers caressed her bare arm, sending goosebumps across her skin.

Damian’s voice calls from the other side. I take a deep breath, push the door open, and step inside only to freeze. Damian isn’t alone. He’s half-sitting up in bed, shirtless, with his arm lazily draped around a beautiful woman with long dark hair cascading over her bare shoulders. She leans against him like she belongs there, a smug smile curling on her lips when her eyes meet mine. My stomach twists painfully. “You’re late,” Damian says coldly, his gaze hard and indifferent. He gestures toward the floor. “Now, clean.”

Then, he asked her, “May I ask how old are you?” “I just turned sixteen the other week,” Clarissa responded. “Belated happy birthday then! You are simply perfect. You are the one I have been looking for – a precious gem and a gorgeous model. And someday, you will be our future beauty queen,” Bamby expressed himself happily. “But, why me?” Clarissa sought an explanation. “Why? Well, sweetheart, has somebody told you that you looked like that former Spanish Miss Universe, Ampara Muñoz?” Bamby said.

But just as I was about to tell him that, I noticed a young beautiful lady approaching our table. "Damion?". She called out, smiling excitedly. "Bridget, how are you doing? It's been a while". Damion greeted her when he looked up and saw who it was that called him. "I'm doing okay. I saw you from afar and I knew I couldn't be wrong that it was you". She said, smiling like she had just won,, a lottery. I couldn't help but notice how beautiful and elegant she looks. She looks like those models I've seen in magazines and television.