A fiendish smile played over Greed’s lips as the man strode into the bedroom. Fixated on the screen of his phone, he was oblivious to her presence nestled in the corner between a towering brass-framed mirror and the panelled white doors of the room’s walk-in wardrobe. Clad in a luxurious black suit and a crisp, snow-white shirt, the principal of Sofia’s university cut an undeniably fine figure. He was broad
Quietly pleased with herself, Lust admired the entourage she’d acquired on the way through the lap dancing club. Dressed like queens, the two beautiful women giggled girlishly, each sandwiched between a pair of handsome men resplendent in fine suits and polished dress shoes. The way the men ran their hands over their supple curves, it was difficult to believe none of them had ever even met before Lust swept through
‘Hey Brad,’ Wrath cooed. The sweetness of her tone was revolting on her tongue, but she wanted to lure her prey into a false sense of security before bringing his world crashing down. As she’d expected, the athletic jock was more than receptive. Crossing the room somewhat unsteadily, he beamed even as his pint sloshed over the cuff of his shirt, saturating it. There was a lustful gleam in his
Envy was reeling with sheer, mindless ecstasy. Each time she returned to the mortal realm it seemed a little more suited to her: hypersexualised celebrities strutting about inspiring insatiable jealousy into the masses with their perfect bodies and vast wealth; social media addicts perpetually wishing they were living the lives of influencers or brand ambassadors or even just friends who seemed far happier online than in reality; the endless pursuit
Drew was barely able to contain his excitement. Bouncing his legs with childish delight, his eyes were wide and giddy as the two contortionists on stage folded themselves over one another, their twisting bodies rubbing together in their figure-hugging spandex outfits. He had been waiting for this night for what felt like a lifetime. He had only been to the circus once, when he was a young boy, but the
Talia had never been more scared in her entire life. Her heart felt like it was about to give out at any moment, her stomach was a bottomless pit of terror, cold and gnawing, and raw fear crawled up her spine in thick, icy tendrils, writhing over her nape and across her shoulders so it felt almost like a heavy cape around her. Even so, though her eyes brimmed with
As the plastic blonde probed her tongue into Kyra’s mouth, the young woman felt her concerns melt away. Of course Tammi hadn’t come back last night – why would she ever want to leave this place? Of course Kyra was going to stay with her – the villa was so much better than that crummy hotel she was staying at, after all. Maybe her friends would pay a bit more
Fantasy Resort’s communal lounge was sleek, comfortable and, presently, abuzz with hushed conversation. Ordinarily it was a space where the resort’s guests could relax together, chatting over drinks poured from the well-stocked bar set towards the back of the room. Tonight, however, the crowd was quiet, huddling together in little groups and whispering amongst themselves while casting furtive glances at the other people in the room, their suspicious gossip driven
Her hands full of laden paper bags, Phoebe kicked the door closed behind her. Dropping her cargo on the rug she gave a weary sigh as she slumped back against the door, groaning as the exertion of the day caught up to her. Her arms ached, her back protested against every minor movement, and her feet felt as though she had gone about the entire day barefoot – she wouldn’t
‘Alright then, let’s take things up a notch,’ Kara smirked. ‘Never have I ever had sex with a friend?’ A united blush rolled through her three companions and they glanced timidly at one another. Swaddled in her fuzzy black dressing gown she reclined into the pillows looking pleased with herself, her wine glass cupped idly in one hand. Her slender frame looked tiny in the huge bed, the pale complexion
