Jack Vasilief ‘Those Bloody bastards, I will kill all of them,’ I screamed, my blood boiling to the point that all I felt is fire radiating throughout my skin. ‘Natalia is going to cross their grounds, most likely they are hiding her in Greece but then again they could just keep her in Russia since we wouldn’t assume that she is right under our noses,’ Enzio stressed, his exterior is slightly cracking. He craved to skin them alive just as I did, family is everything. ‘Send fo

Milady ‘Seriously, Kak, How the hell did you manage this,’ his sexy accent questioned. Each time his speech shifted to his thick Russian accent, my body craved to be devoured by his essence, to completely break under his power. ‘I like when you speak in Russian, amps your sex appeal Love,’ I added, winking at him. The overwhelming scent of spice filling my nostrils, his presence metres away from me but the imprint of him lingered within me. At my words, his wicked grin appear

Milady Mr Vasilief became thirsty, for blood none the less. After further information was relayed to him, the mole is revealed to be someone who deals with his distribution on a personal level. His porcelain skin turned crimson, shaking with anger, attempting to control the beast. His features turned menacing but composed. I had to contain the euphoric sensations sparkling through my stream the sight of his nature to devour is ultimately alluring. ‘Okay so you know the plan M

Guys for the last time, what I type is fiction. D Nothing pertains to me or anybody I know. Just fiction and maybe some realism here and there... I am unemployment at the moment, to keep myself busy and not been bored at home, I am typing my stories. Listening to music, watching Netflix... I am allowed to have a rest period, mending my Hip, and sorting out other personal stuff of mine... lots to sort out due to scammers that conned me ... If you don't see me often just know

Where the Spirit Can Rest is a soulful acoustic healing song created for stillness, reflection, and spiritual calm. With warm acoustic textures and a deep, mature male vocal, this track offers a sacred space to breathe and reconnect with peace. Perfect for meditation, prayerful reflection, emotional healing, stress relief, and quiet evenings. Rest is not weakness. Stillness is strength.

Milady The silence resonated through the private jet as my figure remained unmoving, my gaze drifted to his relaxed appearance, those magnetic oceans drifting in their personal abyss. The entire ordeal is mind - blowing, the thrill of that gun being pointed from his grasp to the undeniable sex appeal oozed out of his skin. Staring at April opposite me, deep in slumber. The thin straps of her flimsy discoloured tank top, her only source of warmth. Noticeably, her body contradi

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It was the year 1987 or 1988, I was in Std 4 or Std 5, I attended one of the services at Living Vine Mission, when the visiting Pastor then ( We all know whom!) handed out Labels for his sermon,aunty Ellen gave me the label with KNOWLEDGE typed on it, I kept that prophecied Word in my being all these many years. I'm turning 50 this year and I still believe in that word KNOWLEDGE... Sonia means Wisdom Samantha means ONE WHO LISTENS... I'm still awe struck like that little gir

Allegra Milady Walking back into the apartment, my muscles relaxed in the midst of darkness that dawned the hallway. The nerve wrecking hunger that ate at my molecules, burned my core, had been tended to in the wildest way. The moonlight illuminated the penthouse as I made my way to my temporary room. My steps halted when I remembered this man does not like to be kept waiting, with the after - sex glow radiating from my pores, I detoured my movements to his office. My palm tu