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
- 64 "Well?" I ask Kate. She grins. "Boy, you scrub up well, Ana." She nods with approval. "You look hot.""Hot! I'm aiming for demure and business-like." "That too, but most of all, hot. The dress really suits you and your coloring. The way it clings
- 63 From: Anastasia Steele Subject: My Issues... What about Your Issues? Date: May 24 2011 18:29To: Christian Grey Sir Please note the date of origin: 1580-90. I would respectfully remind Sir that the year is 2011. We have come a long way since then. May I of
- 62 From: Anastasia Steele Subject: Issues Date: May 24 2011 00:02To: Christian Grey Dear Mr. Grey Here is my list of issues. I look forward to discussing them more fully at dinner on Wednesday. The numbers refer to clauses: 2: Not sure why this is solely for
- 61 "You okay?" he asks tenderly as his thumb lightly caresses my bottom lip. "Yes." I reply, though in all honesty I'm just not sure. I feel a paradigm s.h.i.+ft. I know that if I do this thing with him, I will get hurt. He's not capable, interested, o
- 60 "There's that word again." "You don't like that word?" "No. It doesn't do it for me at all.""Oh - I don't know... it seems to have a very beneficial effect on you." "I'm a beneficial effect, now am ICould you wound my ego any further, Miss S
- 59 I tense. He moves the gla.s.s again and leans down, kissing me and depositing a small shard of ice in my mouth with a little wine. He slowly and leisurely trails chilled kisses down the center of my body, from the base of my throat, between my br**sts, d
- 58 "So you decided on some exercise," he breathes, his voice soft and melodious. His fingers gently tuck my hair behind my ear. "Why, Anastasia?" His fingers circle my ear, and very softly, he tugs my earlobe, rhythmically. It's so s.e.xual. "I needed
- 57 Kate is walking from her car as I head out of the door. She nearly drops her shopping when she sees me. Ana Steele in sneakers. I wave and don't stop for the inquisition. I need some serious alone time. Snow Patrol blaring in my ears, I set off into the
- 56 To: Anastasia Steele The computer is on loan. Indefinitely, Miss Steele. I note from your tone that you have read the doc.u.mentation I gave you.Do you have any questions so far? Christian Grey CEO, Grey Enterprises Holdings Inc. I can't help but grin. F
- 55 I flush at the memory of his hands and his mouth on me, his body inside mine. Closing my eyes, I feel the familiar delicious pull of my muscles from deep, deep down. I want to do that again and again. Maybe if I just sign up for the s.e.x... would he go w
- 54 Exercise: The Dominant shall provide the Submissive with a personal trainer four times a week in hour-long sessions at times to be mutually agreed between the personal trainer and the Submissive. The personal trainer will report to the Dominant on the Sub
- 53 15.7 In training and in the administration of discipline the Dominant shall ensure that the discipline and the instruments used for the purposes of discipline are safe, shall not be used in such a way as to cause serious harm and shall not in any way exce
- 52 4 The Dominant and the Submissive each warrant that they suffer from no s.e.xual, serious, infectious or life-threatening illnesses including but not limited to HIV, Her-pes and Hepat.i.tis. If during the Term (as defined below) or any extended term of th
- 51 He sighs heavily, sadly. "I know, Ana. I just thought, if I kissed you, it might change how you feel." "Jose, I love you dearly, you mean so much to me. You're like the brother I never had.That's not going to change. You know that." I hate to let hi
- 50 Kate looks wistful. "Yeah, took almost a year to have my first o.r.g.a.s.m through penetrative s.e.x and here you are... first time?" I nod shyly. My inner G.o.ddess sits in the lotus position looking serene except for the sly, self-congratulatory smile
- 49 His burning sincerity, his longing, is reflected in his eyes. This is fundamentally what I don't grasp. Why me Why not one of the fifteenOh no... Will that be me - a number? Sixteen of many? "What happened to the fifteen?" I blurt.He raises his eyebrow
- 48 "My mother liked you," he says dryly. "Really?" His words make me flush with pleasure. "Oh yes. She's always thought I was g*y."My mouth drops open, and I remember that question... from the interview. Oh no. "Why did she think you were g*y?" I wh
- 47 Taylor holds the door open for us and ushers us through. Christian summons the elevator. "What is it, Anastasia?" he asks. How does he know I'm chewing something over in my mindHe reaches up and pulls my chin. "Stop biting your lip, or I will f**k you
- 46 "Yes." My cell phone starts ringing. Kate, I bet. "Excuse me." It's in the kitchen. I wander over and lean across the breakfast bar, not checking the number. "Kate.""Dios mio! Ana!" Holy c.r.a.p, it's Jose. He sounds desperate. "Where are youI
- 45 Collapsing on top of me, I feel his full weight forcing me into the mattress. I pull my tied hands over his neck and hold him the best I can. I know in that moment that I would do anything for this man. I am his. The wonder that he's introduced me to, it
- 44 "I'm going to kiss you all over, Miss Steele," he says softly, and he cups my chin, pus.h.i.+ng it up giving him access to my throat. His lips glide down my throat, kissing, sucking, and nipping, to the small dip at the base of my neck. My body leaps t
- 43 "Whoa... Ana." His eyes fly open, and I suck harder. Hmm... he's soft and hard at once, like steel encased in velvet, and surprisingly tasty - salty and smooth."Christ," he groans, and he closes his eyes again. Moving down, I push him into my mouth.
- 42 "Hey," he summons me. I peek up at him, and his head is c.o.c.ked to one side. "Anastasia, you're a very beautiful woman, the whole package. Don't hang your head like you're ashamed. You have nothing to be ashamed of, and it's a real joy to stand h
- 41 "I'm really not hungry," I whisper. His eyes narrow. "I would really like you to finish your breakfast.""What is it with you and food?" I blurt. His brow knits. "I told you, I have issues with wasted food. Eat," he snaps. His eyes are dark, paine
- 40 I put the bacon under the grill, and while it's cooking, I whisk some eggs. I turn, and Christian is sitting on one of the bar stools at the breakfast bar, leaning on it, his face supported by his steepled hands. He's still wearing the t-s.h.i.+rt he's
- 39 "Get into bed," he says sharply. "I'll come and lie down with you." His voice softens. I drop my hand and frown. I don't think I've ever touched his torso. He opens a chest of drawers and pulls out a t-s.h.i.+rt and quickly slips it on. "Bed," he
- 38 "We're going to go real, slow this time, Anastasia," he breathes. And slowly he eases into me, slowly, slowly, until he's buried in me. Stretching, filling, relentless. I groan loudly. It feels deeper this time, delectable. I groan again, and he delib
- 37 "Come for me, Ana," he whispers breathlessly, and I unravel at his words, exploding around him as I climax and splinter into a million pieces underneath him. And as he comes, he calls out my name, thrusting hard, then stilling as he empties himself into
- 35 He removes his watch and places it on top of a chest of drawers that matches the bed, and removes his jacket, placing it on a chair. He's dressed in his white linen s.h.i.+rt and jeans. He is heart-stoppingly beautiful. His dark copper hair is a mess, hi
- 34 "You can tell me, Anastasia. We have to be honest with each other or this isn't going to work." I squirm uncomfortably again and stare at my knotted fingers. "Tell me," he commands."Well... I've not had s.e.x before, so I don't know." My voice is
- 33 "Yes." Oh... that surprises me. Before I can question him on this revelation further, he interrupts my train of thought. "Let's discuss this in my study. I want to show you something."This is so hard to process. Here I was foolishly thinking that I'
- 32 "If you do this, let me show you." Rather than going back downstairs, he turns right out of the playroom, as he calls it, and down a corridor. We pa.s.s several doors until we reach the one at the end. Beyond it is a bedroom with a large double bed, all
- 31 Beside the door stands a substantial mahogany chest of drawers, each drawer slim as if designed to contain specimens in a crusty old museum. I wonder briefly what the drawers actually do hold. Do I want to know In the far corner is an oxblood leather padd
- 30 "Pouilly Fume okay with you?" "I know nothing about wine, Christian. I'm sure it will be fine." My voice is soft and hesitant. My heart is thumping. I want to run. This is seriously rich. Seriously over-the-top Bill Gates style wealthy. What am I doi
- 29 "What?" He glances at me. He looks quizzical in the half-light of the instruments. "Flying," I reply. "It requires control and concentration... how could I not love itThough, my favorite is soaring.""Soaring?" "Yes. Gliding to the layperson. Glid
- 28 He's so close and intent on what he's doing. If I could only lean forward, my nose would be in his hair. He smells, clean, fresh, heavenly, but I'm fastened securely into my seat and effectively immobile. He glances up and smiles, like he's enjoying h
- 27 "Once!" she scoffs. I nod, rather shame faced. "He's very reserved."She frowns. "That's odd." "I don't think odd covers it really," I murmur. "We need to make sure you're simply irresistible for this evening," she says with determination. Oh
- 26 "Who's with you?" Christian rolls his eyes. "Anastasia Steele.""Hi, Ana!" Ana! "h.e.l.lo, Elliot." "Heard a lot about you," Elliot murmurs huskily. Christian frowns. "Don't believe a word Kate says." Elliot laughs. "I'm dropping Anastasia
- 25 "Oh, f**k the paperwork," he growls. He lunges at me, pus.h.i.+ng me against the wall of the elevator. Before I know it, he's got both of my hands in one of his in a vice-like grip above my head, and he's pinning me to the wall using his hips. Holy s.
- 24 "Tonight." He raises an eyebrow. "Like Eve, you're so quick to eat from the tree of knowledge," he smirks."Are you smirking at me, Mr. Grey?" I ask sweetly. Pompous a.s.s. He narrows his eyes at me and picks up his BlackBerry. He presses one number
- 23 I opt for pancakes, maple syrup, scrambled eggs, and bacon. Christian tries to hide a smile as he returns to his egg white omelet. The food is delicious. "Tea?" he asks. "Yes, please."He pa.s.ses me a small teapot of hot water and on the saucer is a T
- 22 I feel like squirming with a needy, achy... discomfort. I don't understand this reaction. Hmm... Desire. This is desire. This is what it feels like. I lie back on the soft feather filled pillows. 'If you were mine.' Oh my - what would I do to be hisHe
- 21 It's thirst quenching and refres.h.i.+ng. Nothing beats freshly squeezed orange juice for reviv-ing an arid mouth. There's a knock on the door. My heart leaps into my mouth, and I can't seem to find my voice. He opens the door anyway and strolls in. Ho
- 20 He sets me down, and, taking my hand, leads me back into the bar. I feel weak, still drunk, embarra.s.sed, exhausted, mortified, and on some strange level absolutely off the scale thrilled. He's clutching my hand - such a confusing array of emotions. I'
- 19 "Jose I'm okay. I've got this." I try and push him away rather feebly. "Ana, please," he whispers, and now he's holding me in his arms, pulling me close. "Jose, what you doing?""You know I like you Ana, please." He has one hand at the small of
- 18 "So what now Ana?" Jose shouts at me over the noise. "Kate and I are moving to Seattle. Kate's parents have bought a condo there for her." "Dios mio, how the other half live. But you'll be back for my show.""Of course, Jose, I wouldn't miss it f
- 17 I pretend to read the article, all the time meeting his steady gray gaze, searching the photo for some clue as to why he's not the man for me - his own words to me. And it's suddenly, blindingly obvious. He's too gloriously good-looking. We are poles a
- 16 With a shake, I clear my head. I just want to go. All my vague, unarticulated hopes have been dashed. He doesn't want me. What was I thinking I scold myself. What would Christian Grey want with you My subconscious mocks me. I wrap my arms around myself a
- 15 "Elliot's in construction, and my little sister is in Paris, studying cookery under some renowned French chef." His eyes cloud with irritation. He doesn't want to talk about his family or himself. "I hear Paris is lovely," I murmur. Why doesn't he
- 14 "And the boy I met yesterday, at the store. He's not your boyfriend?" "No. Paul's just a friend. I told you yesterday." Oh, this is getting silly. "Why do you ask?""You seem nervous around men." Holy c.r.a.p, that's personal. I'm just nervous
- 13 He grins. "After you, Miss Steele." He stands up straight, holding his hand out for me to go first. I make my way down the corridor, my knees shaky, my stomach full of b.u.t.terflies, and my heart in my mouth thumping a dramatic uneven beat. I am going
- 12 "I'm fine, thank you, Mr. Grey." She shakes his hand firmly without batting an eyelid. I remind myself that Kate has been to the best private schools in Was.h.i.+ngton. Her family has money, and she's grown up confident and sure of her place in the wo
- 11 I slap her down. "Don't you have a family dinner or something for your brother?" "That's tomorrow.""Maybe some other time, Paul. I need to study tonight. I have my finals next week." "Ana, one of these days, you'll say yes," he smiles as I esca
- 10 "Wow - is there anything I can get you?" "Anastasia has it covered, Mr. Clayton. She's been very attentive." His expression is impa.s.sive, but his words... it's like he's saying something else entirely. It's baffling. "Cool," Paul responds. "C
- 9 "Were you a Girl Scout?" he asks, sculptured, sensual lips curled in amus.e.m.e.nt. Don't look at his mouth! "Organized, group activities aren't really my thing, Mr. Grey." He arches a brow."What is your thing, Anastasia?" he asks, his voice soft
- 8 Holy c.r.a.p. What the h.e.l.l is he doing here looking all tousled-hair and outdoorsy in his cream chunky-knit sweater, jeans, and walking bootsI think my mouth has popped open, and I can't locate my brain or my voice. "Mr. Grey," I whisper, because t
- 7 I curl up in my white iron bed, wrapping my mother's quilt around me, close my eyes, and I'm instantly asleep. That night I dream of dark places, bleak white cold floors, and gray eyes. For the rest of the week, I throw myself into my studies and my job
- 6 "Ana! You're back." Kate sits in our living area, surrounded by books. She's clearly been studying for finals - though she's still in her pink flannel pajamas decorated with cute little rabbits, the ones she reserves for the aftermath of breaking up
- 5 "It's obvious, isn't it?" I'm uncoordinated, scruffy, and I'm not blonde. "Not to me," he murmurs. His gaze is intense, all humor gone, and strange muscles deep in my belly clench suddenly. I tear my eyes away from his scrutiny and stare blindly d
- 4 I know how tenacious Kate can be. That's why I'm sitting here squirming uncomfortably under his penetrating gaze, when I should be studying for my exams. "You also invest in farming technologies. Why are you interested in this area?" "We can't eat m
- 3 "Take all the time you need, Miss Steele," he says. "Do you mind if I record your answers?" "After you've taken so much trouble to set up the recorder - you ask me now?"I flush. He's teasing meI hope. I blink at him, unsure what to say, and I thin
- 2 I roll my eyes at myself. Get a grip, Steele. Judging from the building, which is too clinical and modern, I guess Grey is in his forties: fit, tanned, and fair-haired to match the rest of the personnel. Another elegant, flawlessly dressed blonde comes ou
- 1 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