DawsonSmallson
Bio
Hi! I would love if you would read my stories; I have spent years writing in journals, but now I have place to put them and I get to share them with you! I only do fiction and fantasy, and I really enjoy doing romance. when ch13 drops R18+
Stories (24/0)
Endless Love
Alex was content with himself as he walked into Lyla’s room; it was still dark inside, so he guided himself over to Lyla’s bed with the light from his phone. He walked quietly so as not to wake her up. When he reached the bed, he slid into it effortlessly and curled up next to Lyla; he had been giddy with excitement about the good news he had for Lyla, and caused Lyla to wake from her sleep.
By DawsonSmallson11 months ago in Filthy
Endless Love
As they walked into the club, a woman decked out in gold greeted them. Gold necklaces that barely covered her breasts covered her chest, and her golden skirt was so short that it was basically a loin cloth. She walked up to Lyla and Alex with a tray holding tall martini glasses atop it; they both took a glass from the tray and found an empty booth somewhere along the back of the room.
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Filthy
Endless Love
“Why, why are you fixing me up,” Clark muttered, he winced as Lyla poked his injuries with the cleaning solution. Lyla continued poking, ignoring the wincing and snickering to herself as she continued. Alex was on the other side of Clark, cleaning all the blood off his face and body, and underneath of his body so that it wouldn’t stain the floor. Lyla’s parents were in the kitchen cleaning the blood off of Lyla’s father’s hand, while Jaxon stayed in the back; her face was white, and she was shivering.
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Filthy
Endless Love
Later in the evening, when everything calmed down, Lyla and Alex headed up the stairs to Lyla’s bedroom. They laid on her bed, holding hands and staring up at the roof; they had been trying to figure everything out. ‘Why would Clark leave such a mess around his entire house over one night?’ ‘Why would he come over and say Lyla was pregnant?’ ‘And why wouldn’t he have hid the condom to begin with?’
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Fiction
Endless Love
A second set of knocks proceeded, this time more slowly. A low voice came from the other side, and Lyla froze. “Hey, Lyla, I thought you should know, in nine months, you’re mine again,” Clark growled from the other side of the door. Lyla grabbed her bra and underwear and pulled them on as she crossed her room in haste. She pulled the door open, not caring if Clark saw her naked since he already had.
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Fiction
Endless Love
Lyla was still fuming from the conversation with her sperm-donor and his baby wife, and she began slamming doors everywhere in the house. Neither Alex nor Lyla’s mom wanted to get in her way, because they didn’t think it would be a smart move with her as angry as she was. Lyla had been upstairs when there was another knock at the front door, and this time Alex went to the door to answer it. He was met with Clark this time, who was sporting a now deep purple shiner on his eye.
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Fiction
Endless Love
“I cannot believe that degenerate, Lyla honey, I’m sorry Clark did anything to you. I should have looked into him more,” she apologized, not knowing Alex and Lyla had talked everything out. She took Lyla into a hug and kissed her forehead, “if he comes near you again, I need you to let me know so I can kick his ass, okay?”
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Fiction
Endless Love
“What the actual fuck, Lyla, what are you doing,” Alex shouted into the room. Lyla could feel the anger radiating off him. She crossed the room with him, reaching for his arm and missing. She could now feel the pain he had been holding inside when he was standing at the door. The reality of what she had been doing that evening hit her like a train.
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Fiction
Endless Love
Alex finished his breakfast, and they headed downstairs, saying quick hellos to Lyla’s mother. They then trailed out to the back porch and sat down in the poolside chairs; Lyla felt dread in the pit of her stomach. She knew what this talk would be about, and she didn’t quite feel up to it.
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Fiction
Endless Love
Alex had woken up in his usual room in Florida, a bright, white square filled with all of his belongings. The brightness of the room normally lifted his mood, but this week was different - this week was missing her. Her, who was bold. Her, who was beautiful. Her. Lyla.
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Fiction
Endless Love
Lyla was four cups of wine in when she texted her mother that she would stay in the guest room at Clark’s place. She didn’t wait for the response when she went back to talking to Clark, and drifted closer to him. Her inhibitions lowered, and she knew it; she had been to clubs with the girls before, so she knew she could handle her alcohol, but she also knew she was secretly attracted to Clark.
By DawsonSmallson2 years ago in Filthy
