Harrem Novels & Stories

At the sight of Emerson's naked body. This cannot go on. It's far from what I should be doing. When you hate someone, you hate them. The clear look of disgust, the unknown glares and all those shit. There's no fucking them or wanting to fuck them again after the first time, because that's exactly what's happening. I need to stop thinking of my nails raking down his back and me beneath him with our bodies pressed to each other and go back to thinking of my fist in his face. Especially if I'll drive Emerson Ford out of here– something I won't do with this new sentiment.

"Listen, woman, just because you are rich and all doesn't give you the right to talk down on anyone." "What did you just say?" "You heard me. It's such a shame that you live up to your infamous reputation. It's sickening." "Am I the one you are talking to like that? What is wrong with you wretched people? Who raised you?" "Someone better than you." "What?" "Yes, what?" "Alex! Did you see the shame you brought into the family?" "Why are you suddenly bringing Alex into this?" "He brought me here in expectance that you will welcome me with open arms but instead, what did you do?

The Harem fell into a defensive diamond around Elara, utilizing the same tight-checking formations they had used to shut down the Ravens’ power play. Kael was a juggernaut, throwing human-sized shifters aside with a strength fueled by his jealousy and his vow. Rhys stayed back, using his tablet to try and find a localized jammer, while Zane moved like a ghost, his hands glowing with a soft light as he tried to "quiet" the nervous systems of the infected Dust-Dogs instead of hurting them. “Don’t kill them!” Elara shouted, her heart breaking as she saw her old crew—the people who had shared their meager rations with her—clashing against her new family. “They’re not in control!”

"Ikke rør ham, ellers vil jeg avslutte livet ditt! (Don't you touch him, or I will end you!)" Another woman's voice entered the exchange, this one low and melodious. "Vær i fred, Dóttir. Jeg tror hun prøver å fjerne pilen. (Be at peace, Daughter. I think she is trying to remove the arrow.)" The younger woman continued to glare at Kelda for another two heartbeats before dropping the shaman's wrist. "Jeg ser på deg, fremmed, (I am watching you, stranger)" she hissed as she sat back on her heels.

she demanded, keeping her voice low to avoid attracting attention. “Just admiring your work,” Leo said, his voice dripping with artificial innocence. “You’re very talented. It’s a shame your husband doesn’t appreciate it.” “Leave,” she said firmly, crossing her arms. “You have no right to be here.” Leo chuckled, coming closer. “You’re so defensive. I’m just here to support your career. Is that a crime?” “Supporting my career doesn’t involve sending inappropriate messages or stalking me,” Olivia shot back. “This is harassment, Leo. Stay away from me.”

"Because you're my friend." "Aside from that?" "Because I love you." "See! You can't hurt the person you love!" "What's the point?" "Fuck! Girl wake up! You already love him stop being in denial!" "H-how can you say that I love him too?" "Damn, you snail. Let me repeat this question, can you hurt someone you love? Can you hurt me?" "No!" "See! The reason why you're afraid to hurt a person is that you love them! You're scared to hurt Brigor's feelings because you love him! You love Bigor! You have feelings for him! You love him too!"

There relation is so sweet that they can not stay angry at each other even for a minute. {}

She shrugged all her thoughts and start enjoying with them. Arham is in his house .He did not go villa but decided to stay in the their house in the city .He is looking at the mirror ,he is looking at his cheeks .He is thinking in mind :you have to pay Sarah javed .You have to pay for my insult and this slap with your tears .He get to know about her name ,her family and she is studying medicine .Nothing important ,he get so much angry when his detective informed that useless information ,he even slapped him for this useless information.

He breaks free from his friend's grip and faces him. "Stop shaking me! I am not a coral shaker!" Hariel said and rolled his eyes. He looked up and saw the bright sun glaring at the sea. He sighed. "I know it was dangerous, but what if it's not?" Hariel faced Farron, who has still with horror on his face. "What if all that we think about them is wrong?"

He stuttered with his last words. He tried to speak normal but his heart betrayed him. He didn't even notice how the man get close to him. He just found himself inside of his embrace with his trembling body. Leon is trembling, maybe because of lots of hidden anger and regrets. Anger for himself and regrets for not doing enough.