Fifty Shades Novel Chapters
List of most recent chapters published for the Fifty Shades novel. A total of 163 chapters have been translated and the release date of the last chapter is Apr 02, 2024
Latest Release: Chapter 1 :
Chapter One
I scowl with frustration at myself in the mirror. d.a.m.n my hair - it just
Chapter One
I scowl with frustration at myself in the mirror. d.a.m.n my hair - it just won't behave, and d.a.m.n Katherine Kavanagh for being ill and subjecting me to this ordeal. I should be studying for my final exams, which are next week, yet here I
- 164 When I glance at Christian, he has tears in his eyes. "Heres your son, Mrs. Grey," he whispers, his voice strained and hoa.r.s.e. "Our son," I breathe. "Hes beautiful." "He is," Christian says and plants a kiss on o
- 163 "Hmm . . . tasty." Ted giggles and reaches up, wanting Christian to hold him. Christian grins at me and takes Ted in his arms, settling him on his hip. "Sophie, where's Gail?""She was in the big house." I glance at Christian. His smile has turned b
- 162 "Pop!" Ted holds out his hands and Sophie pa.s.ses one to him. It's dripping already. "Here - let Mommy see." I sit up, take the popsicle from Ted, and quickly slip it into my mouth, licking off the excess juice. Hmm . . . cranber
- 161 "How's my daughter?" "She's dancing." I laugh. "Dancing? Oh yes! Wow. I can feel her." He grins as Blip Two somersaults inside me."I think she likes s.e.x already." Christian frowns. "Really?" he
- 160 "Please what?" I gasp. "Please, Sir." Christian places his hand over my ringing skin and rubs gently."There. There. There." His words are soft. His hand moves south and around, and his fingers slide inside me. I groan. "
- 159 "My limits for what?" "Pleasure." "Oh, I think I'd like that." My inner G.o.ddess drops into a dead faint."Well, maybe when we get home," he whispers, leaving that promise hanging between us. I nuzzle him once
- 158 "I've something to show you in here," he murmurs and opens the door. The harsh light of the fluorescents illuminates the impressive motor launch in the dock, bobbing gently on the dark water. There's a row boat beside it. "Come.&q
- 157 "Our business relations.h.i.+p is over. Done." I frown at him. "Will you liquidate the salon business?" He snorts. "I'm not that vindictive, Anastasia," he admonishes me. "No. I'll gift them to her. I'll t
- 156 "How long, Christian?" Grace's voice is soft. I can barely hear her. I cannot hear his reply. "How old were you?" Her voice is more insistent. "Tell me. How old were you when this all started?" Again I can't hear Ch
- 155 "I neither need nor want your congratulations, Elena. I'm surprised and disappointed to see you here." She arches an eyebrow. I think she's impressed. "I wouldn't have thought of you as a worthy adversary, Anastasia. But you
- 154 "Delighted to meet the woman who has finally captured Christian's heart." Rhian smiles kindly at me. "Thank you," I mutter, embarra.s.sed again. "That was one googly you bowled there, Christian," Dr. Flynn shakes his head in amused disbelief. Chris
- 153 c.r.a.p. How many people are here? I scan the room quickly: all the Greys, Ethan with Mia, Dr. Flynn and his wife, I a.s.sume. There's Mac from the boat, a tall, handsome African American - I remember seeing him in Christian's office the first time I me
- 152 "No. Show me." He holds out his hand, and I know he's not to be argued with - his voice is cold and hard. Reluctantly I give him the e-mail. "What's he done to you?" Kate asks, ignoring Christian. She looks so apprehensive. I flush as a myriad of er
- 151 I head straight to the kitchen when I arrive back, and I can't help feeling a frisson of alarm. Christian is still in his study. Jeez, that's most of the afternoon. I decide my best option is to face him and see how much damage I've done. I peek cautio
- 150 "A cake?" I nod. "A chocolate cake?""You want a chocolate cake?" His grin is infectious. He nods. "I'll see what I can do, Mr. Grey." He kisses me once more. Carla is stunned into silence. "Mom, say something." "You're not pregnant, are you,
- 149 "Goodbye, Christian," I murmur. "Ana, goodbye," he says softly, and he looks utterly, utterly broken, a man in agonizing pain, reflecting how I feel inside. I tear my gaze away from him before I change my mind and try to comfort him. The elevator door
- 148 Heading downstairs, I glance at the great room, thinking how only hours before I had rested my head on his shoulder as he played the piano. So much has happened since then. I have had my eyes opened and glimpsed the extent of his depravity, and I now kno
- 147 What was I thinking Why did I let him do that to meI wanted the dark, to explore how bad it could be - but it's too dark for me. I cannot do this. Yet, this is what he does, this is how he gets his kicks. What a monumental wake-up call. And to be fair to
- 146 "Show you?" "Show me how much it can hurt." "What?""Punish me. I want to know how bad it can get." Christian steps back away from me, completely confused. "You would try?" "Yes. I said I would." But I have an ulterior motive. If I do this for
- 145 I swallow instinctively and a frisson of exhilaration runs through me. "So... " Holy s.h.i.+t. What am I going to do? "Yes?" He licks his lower lip."You want to spank me now." "Yes. And I will." "Oh, really, Mr. Grey?" I challenge, grinning back
- 144 "I want to get something straight," I whisper as my pulse starts to accelerate, and my inner G.o.ddess closes her eyes, reveling in the feel of his lips on me. He pauses momentarily before continuing his sensual a.s.sault. "Always so eager
- 143 He crease on his brow deepens. "Well, naturally I am all those things, and now you've got me really intrigued. What are you hiding from me, Miss Steele?" I blink at him innocently."I'm not hiding anything." "Anastasia, y
- 142 "Aagghh!" I cry out. It takes me by surprise, and it doesn't exactly hurt, but tingles all over, and he hits me again. Harder. "Aaah!" I want to move, to writhe... to escape, or to welcome, each blow... I don't know - it'
- 141 I feel him behind me. He takes my hair, pulls it into a ponytail behind me, and starts to braid it. "While I like your pigtails, Anastasia, I am too impatient to be at you right now. So one will have to do." His voice is low, soft. His deft fin
- 140 Antic.i.p.ation runs bubbling like soda through my veins. What will he doI take a deep steadying breath, but I cannot deny it, I'm excited, aroused, wet already. This is so... I want to think wrong, but somehow it's not. It's right for Chri
- 139 "Congratulations, Miss Steele. Now will you tell me where?" he teases. "You don't know?" He shakes his head, frowning slightly."Why would I know?" "With your stalking capabilities, I thought you might have... "
- 138 "No trace... Okay... Yes." He turns and sees me, and his whole demeanor changes. From tension to relief to something else: a look that calls directly to my inner G.o.ddess, a look of sensual carnality, gray eyes blazing. My mouth goes dry and de
- 137 From: Anastasia Steele Subject: Over-Reaction Date: June 3 2011 13:06 ESTTo: Christian Grey Dear Mr. Grumpy The aircraft doors are still open. We are delayed but only by ten minutes. My welfare and that of the pa.s.sengers around me is vouchsafed. You may
- 136 Christian Grey CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc. Cat of his ownI've never seen a cat in his apartment. No, I am not going to answer him.Oh, he can be so exasperating sometimes. Fifty shades of exasperating. I clamber into bed and lie glaring at the
- 135 I glance down at my phone and frown, there's a missed call from Christian. He never phones me. I call him straight back. "Anastasia," he answers immediately. "Hi," I murmur shyly."I have to return to Seattle. Something's
- 134 Of course he doesn't ask me for my mother's address. He knows it already, stalker that he is. When he pulls up outside the house, I don't comment. What's the point? "Do you want to come in?" I ask shyly. "I need to work,
- 133 Oh my. He's coming round, and hope surges through me, leaving me breathless. "I'm very happy that you want more," I whisper. "We aim to please, Miss Steele." He smirks as we pull into the International House of Pancakes."
- 132 The radio crackles into life, and Mark mentions 3,000 feet. Jeez, that sounds high,. I check the ground, and I can no longer clearly distinguish anything down there. "Release," Christian says into the radio, and suddenly the Piper disappears, an
- 131 "Anastasia," Christian summons me. "Come." He holds out his hand. "See you later." I smile at Taylor, and giving me a quick salute, he heads back to the parking lot. "Mr. Benson, this is my girlfriend Anastasia Steele.&q
- 130 What He knows what he's doing, the b.a.s.t.a.r.d. Who did And I have to listen to Britney going on and on. Who... who? The song ends and the iPod shuffles to Damien Rice being mournful. WhoWho I stare out of the window, my stomach churning. Who? &quo
- 129 We! I sit up, and the sheet pools at my waist, revealing my body. He stands to give me room, his eyes dark. "What time is it?""5:30 in the morning." "Feels like 3:00 a.m." "We don't have much time. I let you sleep a
- 128 "All submissives?" "Yes." "Stop grinning at me," I scold him mildly, trying and failing to keep a straight face. "I can't. You're funny.""Funny peculiar or funny ha ha?" "A bit of both I th
- 127 "So it's a form of therapy?" "I've not thought of it like that, but yes, I suppose it is." This I can understand. This will help."But, here's the thing - one moment you say don't defy me, the next you say you l
- 126 He s.h.i.+fts in the bath so that he's facing me, causing the water to lap over the sides onto the floor. He places his arm around my shoulders, resting on the ledge of the bath. "Persistent aren't you?" he murmurs, a trace of irritati
- 125 I remember that I have my period. "I'm bleeding," I murmur. "Doesn't bother me," he breathes."I noticed." I can't keep the dryness out of my voice. He tenses slightly. "Does it bother you?" he asks so
- 124 I blink at him, fish into my jeans pocket, and pull out a hair elastic. "Put your hair up," he orders softly. I do as he asks. It's warm and sultry beside the bath, and my camisole starts to stick. He leans over and shuts off the faucet. le
- 123 "Darling, don't feel you have to come back with me. I want you happy - and right now I think the key to your happiness is upstairs in room 612. If you need to come home later, the key is under the Yucca plant on the front porch. If you stay - we
- 122 "I think of her as a child molester, Christian." I hold my breath waiting for his reaction. Christian blanches. "That's very judgmental. It wasn't like that," he whispers, shocked. He releases my hand. Judgmental?"Oh, ho
- 121 He turns to greet my mom. "Mrs. Adams, I am delighted to meet you." How does he know her name He gives her the heart-stopping, Christian Grey patented, full-blown-no-prisoners-taken smile. She doesn't have a hope. My mother's lower jaw
- 120 Holy cow! I'm on Google! I stare at us together. I look surprised by the camera, nervous, off balance. This was just before I agreed to try. For his part, Christian looks impossibly handsome, calm and collected, and he's wearing that tie. I gaze
- 119 She regards me shrewdly while Bob oozes impatience with his hangdog, hungry look. "I'll take you shopping tomorrow," she says. "Oh, Mom, you don't need to do that. I have plenty of clothes.""Can't I do something for
- 118 Really it's nothing. Eyeing me suspiciously, she sits down on the bed and tucks a stray lock of hair behind my ear. "Has he emailed you?" Oh double c.r.a.p."Yeah." My nonchalance is wearing thin, and I flush. "Perhaps he'
- 117 Yes, I'm rich. Get used to it. Why shouldn't I spend money on youWe've told your father I'm your boyfriend, for heaven's sake. Isn't that what boyfriends doAs your Dom, I would expect you to accept whatever I spend on you wit
- 116 "Oh Ana, honey. You must be so tired." She glances anxiously at Bob. "No Mom, it's just - I'm so pleased to see you." I hug her tightly. She feels so good and welcoming and home. Reluctantly, I relinquish her, and Bob gives m
- 115 What does that meanAre they closing the doorsMy scalp p.r.i.c.kles as I sit in palpitating antic.i.p.ation. The seat next to me is the only unoccupied one in the sixteen-seat cabin. The plane jolts as it pulls away from its stand, and I breathe a sigh of
- 114 To: Christian Grey Dear Mr. Grey I think I have already expressed my reservations about working for your company. My views on this have not changed, are not changing, and will not change, ever. I must leave you now as Kate has returned with food. My sense
- 113 "Ana, anyone can see that. And he's fallen for you. He's mad about you. Won't take his eyes off you." I laugh uncertainly. "Do you think so?""Hasn't he told you?" "Not in so many words." "Ha
- 112 We shake hands, and his dark expression is unreadable, though friendly enough, I think. "Have you traveled far?" he asks pleasantly. "No, I've recently moved to the Pike Street Market area.""Oh, not far at all then. Please, t
- 111 "We've already made serious misuse of your company's aviation fleet. I wouldn't want to do it again." "It's my company, it's my jet." He sounds almost wounded. Oh, boys and their toys! "Thank you for the o
- 110 He looks up, gazing at me, his expression is disconcerted, alarmed even. Placing his hands on either side of my face, he holds my head in place. "You. Are. Mine," he says, each word a staccato. "Do you understand?" He's so earnest
- 109 "Unless that company's P&L improves, I'm not interested, Ros. We're not carrying dead weight... I don't need any more lame excuses... Have Marco call me, it's s.h.i.+t or bust time... Yes, tell Barney that the prototype looks
- 108 "Good girl, Anastasia," he groans, and his breathing is ragged. He spanks me twice more, and then he pulls at the small threads attached to the b.a.l.l.s and jerks them out of me suddenly. I almost climax - the feeling is out of this world. Movi
- 107 "Stop." He tugs them from my mouth. Moving toward the bed, he throws the duvet aside and sits down on the edge. "Come here." I stand in front of him."Now turn round, bend down, and grasp your ankles." I blink at him, and his
- 106 "I need the bathroom." My voice is a whisper. He frowns, bemused. "Now you're asking permission?""Err... no." "Anastasia, you know where the bathroom is. Today, at this point in our strange arrangement, you don'
- 105 All too soon, I'm torn from my impossible daydream. "We're home," Christian murmurs, and it's such a tantalizing sentence, full of so much potential . Home, with Christian. Except his apartment is an art gallery, not a home.Taylor
- 104 "What?" he asks, his voice quiet. I flounder momentarily. No - I'll tell him. He's always complaining that I don't talk to him. "I think that you felt trapped into bringing me to meet your parents." My voice is soft and
- 103 He relaxes momentarily, so I feel his entire, delicious weight on me. I'm not ready to let him go, my body craving relief, but he's so heavy, and in that moment, I can't push against him. All of a sudden, he withdraws, leaving me aching and
- 102 "I need to be alone with you." "What for?" "Because I'm going to spank and then f**k you.""Why?" I whimper softly. "You know why," he hisses. "I thought you were an in-the-moment guy?" I ple
- 101 Kate and Mia are waxing lyrical about Paris. "Have you been to Paris, Ana?" Mia asks innocently, distracting me from my jealous reverie. "No, but I'd love to go." I know I'm the only one at the table who has never left mainla
- 100 "When were you going to tell me you were leaving?" he asks urgently. His tone is soft, but he's masking his anger. "I'm not leaving, I'm going to see my mother, and I was only thinking about it." "What about our arr
- 99 "Are you ready for this?" Christian asks as Taylor pulls up outside the impressive front door. I nod, and he gives my hand another rea.s.suring squeeze. "First for me too," he whispers, then smiles wickedly. "Bet you wish you were
- 98 "You're welcome, and yes, I can't wait to meet them," I answer breathlessly. "Do you have everything you need?" "Oh, yes," I respond sweetly."Are you sure?" I nod as nonchalantly as I can manage under his
- 97 Hmm... they must know what a kinky b.a.s.t.a.r.d he is. The thought preoccupies me. He stoops to help me to my feet and leads me to the door, on the back of which hangs a grey waffle robe. He patiently dresses me as if I'm a small child. I don't
- 96 I blink at him. Praying! Praying for you to go easy on me. I do as I'm told. He takes a cable tie and fastens it around my wrists, tightening the plastic. Holy h.e.l.l. My eyes fly to his. "Look familiar," he asks, unable to conceal his sm
- 95 "See how wet you are for this, Anastasia. Open your eyes and your mouth." I do as I'm told, completely seduced. He pushes the tip of the crop into my mouth, like my dream . Holy s.h.i.+t. "See how you taste. Suck. Suck hard, baby."
- 94 "Yes, Sir." "Good. Stay here, don't move." He leaves the room. I'm on my knees, waiting. Where's he goneWhat is he going to do to meTime s.h.i.+fts. I have no idea how long he leaves me like this... a few minutes, five,
- 93 "Do you want to do this?" he breathes, looking down at me intently. "I haven't signed anything." "I know - but I'm breaking all the rules these days.""Are you going to hit me?" "Yes, but it won't
- 92 We shake hands, and I know she's one of those women who doesn't tolerate fools gladly. Like Kate. I like her immediately. She gives Christian a pointed stare, and after an awkward beat, he takes his cue. "I'll be downstairs," he m
- 91 Oh my, the feeling is just exquisite, and I catch my breath. I'm wearing the underwear that Taylor bought for me. I flush at the thought of his buzz-cut roaming the aisles of Agent Provocateur or wherever he bought it. The doors open, and I'm fa
- 90 "See, baby, easy." He grins a wide white-toothed smile at Kate, and she almost literally dissolves into the couch. I roll my eyes at the pair of them. "I'd love to stay, baby, but my sister is back from Paris. It's a compulsory fa
- 89 Kate answers the door and is nearly knocked off her feet by Elliot. He seizes her in a Hollywood-style clinch that moves quickly into a European art house embrace. Honestly... get a room. Jose and I stare at each other. I'm appalled at their lack of
- 88 I pull into the parking lot at Clayton's. As I make my way in, I can hardly believe it's my last day. Fortunately, the store is busy and time pa.s.ses quickly. At lunchtime, Mr. Clayton summons me from the stockroom. He's standing beside a
- 87 To answer your points: I'll go with spanking - as that's what it was. So you felt demeaned, debased, abused & a.s.saulted - how very Tess Durbeyfield of you. I believe it was you who decided on the debas.e.m.e.nt if I remember correctly. Do you
- 86 I roll my eyes in the full knowledge that he cannot see me, but I do as I'm told. Gingerly, he moves over and puts his arms around me and pulls me to his chest ... oh my. "Sleep, baby," he whispers, and I feel his nose in my hair as he inha
- 85 I stare down at my hands. What can I say that I haven't said alreadyI want more. I want him to stay because he wants to stay with me, not because I'm a blubbering mess, and I don't want him to beat me, is that so unreasonable? "I take
- 84 I hit send. From: Christian Grey Subject: Frustrating women who can't take compliments Date: May 26 2011 23:26To: Anastasia Steele Dear Ms. Steele I am not flattering you. You should go to bed. I accept your addition to the hard limits. Don't dr
- 83 She pauses. "AnaWhat's wrong?" She's all seriousness now. "Nothing, Mom, I just wanted to hear your voice."She's silent for a moment. "Ana, what is itPlease tell me." Her voice is soft and comforting, and I kno
- 82 "Feel this. See how much your body likes this, Anastasia. You're soaking just for me." There is awe in his voice. He moves his fingers, in and out in quick succession. I groan, no surely not, and then his fingers are gone... and I'm le
- 81 He smiles and his eyes glow with humor. "Anastasia, I have crossed so many lines here tonight. I have to go. I'll see you on Sunday. I'll have the revised contract ready for you, and then we can really start to play." "Play?"
- 80 He grabs my hips, and closing his eyes, tipping his head back, his jaw strained, he comes quietly. I collapse on to his chest, overwhelmed, somewhere between fantasy and reality, a place where there are no hard or soft limits. Chapter Sixteen Slowly the o
- 79 All I'm wearing is my shoes, well, Kate's high-heeled pumps. I'm taken aback. I've never undressed a man. "You can do it," he cajoles softly. Oh my. I blink rapidly. Where to startI reach for his t-s.h.i.+rt, and he grabs my
- 78 "But you know it's too much." "Not to me it isn't, not for my peace of mind." I frown at him, at a loss what to say. He just doesn't get it! He's had money all his life.Okay, not all his life - not as a small child
- 77 "Okay... Well gagging me. I'd be worried I wouldn't be able to breathe" "I'd be worried if you couldn't breathe. I don't want to suffocate you." "And how will I use safe words if I'm gagged?"He p
- 76 I nod warily. "Well?" He looks at me patiently wanting more information. "Well what?""Don't be obtuse, Anastasia, which publis.h.i.+ng houses?" he scolds. "Just small ones," I murmur. "Why don't you w
- 75 "You see, this is what I was talking about, you defying me. I want you to have them, and that's the end of the discussion. It's very simple. You don't have to think about this. As a submissive you would just be grateful for them. You j
- 74 "Oh, I fully intend to, Mr. Steele." They shake hands. I feel sick. Ray has no idea how Christian intends to look after me. Christian takes my hand and raises it to his lips and kisses my knuckles tenderly, his scorching eyes intent on mine. &qu
- 73 "Ethan, Mom and Dad wanted a word." Kate drags Ethan away. "So how long have you kids known each other?" Ray looks impa.s.sively from Christian to me. The power of speech has deserted me. I want the ground to swallow me up. Christian
- 72 "I've been worried about you." "Worried, why?" "Because you went home in that deathtrap you call a car.""What.i.t's not a deathtrap. It's fine. Jose regularly services it for me." "Jose, the phot
- 71 What did she call him the other dayCreepy. The thought of a confrontation between Kate and Christian makes me uncomfortable. I have to say I don't know which of them I would put my money on. Kate concludes her speech with a flourish, and spontaneousl
- 70 "Hey, Annie, I'm pleased to see you too," he mutters as he hugs me. Setting me back, his hands on my shoulders, he looks me up and down, his brow furrowed. "You okay, kid?" "Of course, Dad, can't a girl be pleased to see
- 69 From: Christian Grey Subject: Tonight Date: May 25 2011 22:01To: Anastasia Steele I don't understand why you ran this evening. I sincerely hope I answered all your questions to your satisfaction. I know I have given you a great deal to contemplate, a
- 68 "I know." He leans down to kiss me, but pauses before his lips touch mine, his eyes searching mine, wanting, asking permission. I raise my lips to his, and he kisses me and because I don't know if I'll ever kiss him again, I let go - m
- 67 Jeez. He's kept an inventory. "Christian, please, it's not every day I sit through conversations like this." "I need you fit and healthy Anastasia.""I know." "And right now, I want to peel you out of that dress
- 66 "Okay." "So obeying, do you think you can manage that?" He stares at me, his gray eyes intense. The seconds tick by."I could try," I whisper. "Good." He smiles. "Now term. One month instead of three is no time
- 65 "Are you hungry?" he asks, distracting me from my thoughts. Oh no... food. "No.""Have you eaten today?" I stare at him. Honesty... Holy c.r.a.p, he's not going to like my answer. "No." My voice is small. He nar