Elliott O'Donnell
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Elliott O'Donnell's Books and Stories
Animal Ghosts
Young Adult In opening this volume on Animals and their associations with the unknown, I will commence with a case of hauntings in the Old Manor House, at Oxenby.My informant was a Mrs. Hartnoll, whom I can see in my mind's eye, as distinctly as if I were looking at her now. Hers was a personality that no lapse of time, nothing could efface; a personality that made itself felt on boys of all temperaments, most of all, of course, on those who—like myself—were highly strung and sensitive.She was classical mistress at L.'s, the then well-known dame school in Clifton, where for three years—prior to migrating to a Public School—I was well grounded in all the mysticisms of Kennedy's Latin Primer and Smith's First Greek Principia.I doubt if she got anything more than a very small salary—governesses in those days were shockingly remunerated—and I know,—poor soul, she had to work monstrously hard. Drumming Latin and Greek into heads as thick as ours was no easy task.But there were times, when the excessive tension on the nerves proving too much, Mrs. Hartnoll stole a little relaxation; when she allowed herself to chat with us, and even to smile—Heavens! those smiles! And when—I can feel the tingling of my pulses at the bare mention of it—she spoke about herself, stated she had once been young—a declaration so astounding, so utterly beyond our comprehension, that we were rendered quite speechless—and told us anecdotes.Of many of her narratives I have no recollection, but one or two, which interested me more than the rest, are almost as fresh in my mind as when recounted. The one that appealed to me most, and which I have every reason to believe is absolutely true,[1] is as follows:—I give it as nearly as I can in her own somewhat stilted style:—"Up to the age of nineteen, I resided with my parents in the Manor House, Oxenby. It was an old building, dating back, I believe, to the reign of Edward VI, and had originally served as the residence of noble families. Built, or, rather, faced with split flints, and edged and buttressed with cut grey stone, it had a majestic though very gloomy appearance, and seen from afar resembled nothing so much as a huge and grotesquely decorated sarcophagus. In the centre of its frowning and menacing front was the device of a cat, constructed out of black shingles, and having white shingles for the eyes; the effect being curiously realistic, especially on moonlight nights, when anything more lifelike and sinister could scarcely have been conceived. The artist, whoever he was, had a more than human knowledge of cats—he portrayed not merely their bodies but their souls. You might like
Invisible To Her Bully
Dea B Unlike her twin brother, Jackson, Jessa struggled with her weight and very few friends. Jackson was an athlete and the epitome of popularity, while Jessa felt invisible.
Noah was the quintessential "It" guy at school-charismatic, well-liked, and undeniably handsome. To make matters worse, he was Jackson's best friend and Jessa's biggest bully.
During their senior year, Jessa decides it was time for her to gain some self-confidence, find her true beauty and not be the invisible twin.
As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah.
Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson's sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies?
Join Jessa on her journey from being the class joke to a confident, desirable young woman, surprising even Noah as she reveals the incredible person she has always been inside. Desired By The Once-Bullied, Billionaire Soccer Player
Jay.D He dumped her.
He humiliated her.
He left her pregnant, seventeen and alone.
Now she's back, with a daughter, a dream, and the billionaire he never saw coming.
Dahlia Harold had it all... until one mistake cost her everything. Disowned by her wealthy family and betrayed by the boy she thought she loved, she vanished from the world that broke her.
Five years later, she's a struggling single mom, until fate throws her straight into the arms of Zac Leroy. Once the bullied kid nobody noticed, Zac is now a billionaire soccer star... and he remembers everything.
Only problem? He's dating her old enemy.
And her ex wants custody of the child he once denied.
Now Dahlia has one shot to fight for her daughter, her future, and maybe, even love.
He gave her nothing.
Now he wants it all.
But she's no longer the girl he left behind. The Hockey Star Regret
Aya Starr Coleen Maine hated Hayden Michaels with her entire heart. After high school graduation, she thought she had escaped the hell that being a classmate to Hayden was. Being his academic rival was enough to put her, Coleen, at the top of his shit list. To make matters worse, he's the hot, popular jock with a full-ride scholarship he doesn't need, because he has all the money that she doesn't.
When Coleen finds herself in close contact with Hayden again out of no free will of her own, she expects things to be the same. But somehow, somewhere between summer and starting their first year at college, something changed.
Now, Coleen isn't sure Hayden hates her anymore. Between her new job, college, and her friendships, she finds herself wondering what lies behind Hayden's deep gaze towards her. Ruin Me, Stepbrother
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"I want to hold you, control you." He rasped in my ear, his voice rigid-cold and at the same time sexy. It made me melt, made me come-nevertheless it broke me too.
"Your thoughts, your body is all mine. I own you, all of you." Saying this, he bind my wrists, handcuffing them to the velvet headboard. He leaned in, bringing his head closer to my pussy. He licked, bit me, claimed all of me.
I moaned, bringing my thighs wide, further. "Do you like it, Sienna?"
I nodded like an idiot, forgetting the fact that he was my stepbrother. "I don't like it, Soren." My breath caught in my chest as I felt warm juice spill through my punani, "I love it, Soren. Everything you do to me."
*****
The confused, pleasure-hungry nerd who fell for her stepbrothers? That was me, Sienna Cruz. At first, I thought I'd be able to conquer the urge of wanting my stepbrothers but no, I fell more deeper-lost in the ocean of depravity and Sin.
Simon is the calm one, we were close. He was soft hearted and I liked him. Whenever we talked, I would find myself staring at his bulge. His morning erection was damn beautiful.
He would ask, "Sienna, are you okay?" I would nod, lying I was but deep down what I craved was every inch of him.
All that wanted to break from my lips was "Bury your cock deep in my pussy. Break every wall of restriction."
And Soren? He was the demon amongst the twin brothers. I thought I hated him until I found myself staring way too much at the photo mom forced us to take during summer.
His Ocean Blue eyes pulled me in. The arrogant smirk on his face spelt more than it looked. He was way too charming.
Who did I like more? Simon or Soren?
I swear I do not know.
Soren was a demon, yet I find myself crawling back to his bed and when Simon flashed that cute smile at me? It made me helpless.
I couldn't bring myself to a stop at my forbidden attraction at both brothers.
Soren's charm was more gripping. I fantasized a lot about his rod and all I wanted was for him to ruin me in the worst way ever.