Novels by Goody

All I ever wanted was to be diligent—a model assistant, loyal to my boss, and focused on my work. I kept my head down, did everything by the book, and never gave anyone a reason to question my professionalism.But apparently, being caught “releasing tension” in the copy room changes how your boss sees you.This morning, his voice was cool, “Lila,” he said, without looking up from his desk. “I need you to declutter the copy room. Take out every useless document and clean the place up. New files are arriving this evening.”There was an edge beneath his words—too calm, too knowing. As if this was a punishment dressed up as responsibility. I simply nodded, cheeks warm, and headed toward the room like a good employee.The copy room smelled like toner and dust. I rolled up my sleeves, pulled my hair into a messy knot, and started digging through piles of old files. Most were outdated reports and training manuals—nothing exciting.But then, as I reached behind one of the lower cabinets, my f

I came to the island on a dare—to prove I wasn’t all talk. The brochure said "clothing optional." What it didn’t say was that the moment you step off the boat, you’re no longer in charge.It was supposed to be a getaway. A wild weekend before I turned twenty-five. But I hadn't expected the welcome ritual… or how it would feel to have his eyes on me—dark, commanding, amused—as the resort staff asked me to remove my clothes in front of strangers.I hesitated. My fingers trembled at the hem of my tank top. A few others had already stripped—confident, experienced, like they'd done this before. I was the outsider here. The city girl with fire in her eyes and zero idea what she’d signed up for."First time?" he asked.I looked up. The man wasn’t staff. He was a guest—bare-chested, sculpted like sin, with a crooked smirk that told me he knew exactly how unsure I was.I nodded. Barely. He stepped closer, and suddenly the air between us turned electric.“Don’t worry,” he murmured. “The first l

The elevator jolted hard, then froze with a gut-clenching grind. The lights flickered once… and then silence.I exhaled through my teeth. “Of course.”A beat passed. Then I heard it—that voice. That annoyingly calm, arrogant, too-smooth voice I knew like a bad habit.“Let me guess… you think this is my fault somehow?”I turned slowly, already dreading the sight I’d find—and there he was, leaned casually against the elevator wall like this was a joke. Like he wasn’t the one person I’d rather be stranded with a snake than share a square foot of space with.Callum Reyes.Top of the class. Top of every competition.And top-tier asshole, in my opinion.“Don’t flatter yourself,” I muttered, folding my arms. “The universe just clearly hates me.”He smirked. “Maybe it’s punishing you for being so hostile to someone so charming.”I stared at him. “You are the most self-absorbed, manipulative, smug—”He held up a hand, mock-serious. “Careful. Insults are like confessions in reverse.”I rolled m

We hadn’t planned to end up in a one-bed motel room on the side of the highway after the departmental awards dinner. He had offered to drop me off but the rain had other ideas—and by the time the storm turned the road into a river, it was either this… or stay stranded together in his car all night.The rain hadn’t let up for over an hour.It beat against the motel roof like a war drum, relentless and cold—completely at odds with the heat simmering in the small, dimly lit room.I stood near the window, watching the water trail down the glass in messy rivulets, pretending I wasn’t hyper-aware of the man behind me. His presence filled the space—broad, calm, and dangerous in the way only something strictly off-limits could be.He was not just soaked, he was handsome in his wet state, looked hotter and a little younger despite the subtle strands of grey hair that highlighted his middle aged face. His dark shirt clinged to his chest, the faint outline of muscle visible through the thin fabr

The city felt different tonight.Like it was holding its breath.I tightened my coat around me as I hurried down the alley behind my apartment—the shortcut I always took, even though I hated how silent it got. No footsteps. No cars. Just the sound of wind and the distant hum of neon signs flickering to life.Then everything stopped.The wind, even the noise from the street behind me—like the world had been muted.I slowed. I wasn’t alone. I didn’t hear him. I felt him. Like the air itself thickened, coiling around my body with invisible fingers. My breath caught as I turned sharply, heart thudding.He stood there. Not five feet away.A man—or something close enough to one that my mind didn’t register the difference fast enough. Tall. Cold. Drenched in shadows like he belonged to them. His shirt was cut sharp and dark, but it was his eyes that rooted me. Crimson. Burning. Unblinking.Each step towards me felt like walking into a death knell. My feet pinned to the ground.“What… do you

The city felt different tonight.Like it was holding its breath.I tightened my coat around me as I hurried down the alley behind my apartment—the shortcut I always took, even though I hated how silent it got. No footsteps. No cars. Just the sound of wind and the distant hum of neon signs flickering to life.Then everything stopped.The wind, even the noise from the street behind me—like the world had been muted.I slowed. I wasn’t alone. I didn’t hear him. I felt him. Like the air itself thickened, coiling around my body with invisible fingers. My breath caught as I turned sharply, heart thudding.He stood there. Not five feet away.A man—or something close enough to one that my mind didn’t register the difference fast enough. Tall. Cold. Drenched in shadows like he belonged to them. His shirt was cut sharp and dark, but it was his eyes that rooted me. Crimson. Burning. Unblinking.Each step towards me felt like walking into a death knell. My feet pinned to the ground.“What… do you

Maureen was on the phone with her husband, "Yes honey, Kenneth and I have had dinner and he is fast asleep in his room.""Okay babe, good to hear," the masculine voice on the other end of the phone spoke,"Honey, I hope there are no issues there at work.""Everything is good, babe. I'll check back on you later, I need to go back to work now.""Okay bye, love you.""Love you too,"Maureen put down her phone and went to confirm that all the doors and windows were locked. As she locked the sitting room's window she noticed someone standing in the front porch, drenched by the rain."Who could be outside by this time of the night, and in such cold weather?" she thought to herself."Hey, do you need help?" Maureen asked through the window."Sorry to disturb you, but I'm stranded. My car stopped working.""Oh, I'm so sorry about that," Maureen moved to the door and opened it, "here, come in. You could spend the night here."The man hesitated, "I don't want to bother you and your husband, I'l

To Lizzy, she was the fastest writer at the moment but in a logical sense, she was slower than a myriapod. Everyone in eleventh grade had written the note that their class teacher left on the board, and left the classroom about three hours ago but Lizzy remained.Usually, she would abandon the work, but the fact that her father, Matthew, promised not to take it lightly if he found another incomplete note in her bag, made her to stay determined. Her dad hated the fact that she was in eleventh grade at age nineteen, but there is only so much he could do after watching his first child repeat grades in the past, due to her nonchalant attitude towards her academics.Lizzy finally completed the note after hours of writing. She stood from her seat, packed her backpack and wiped off the sweat on her face with a face towel. As she stepped out of the classroom into the serenely quiet surrounding of the school, the sounds of birds chirping and leaf waves became louder. The cool mid-afternoon bre

Danielle played a video game in her room when she heard her mom call her from the sitting room. "Danielle, your dad and I are leaving now. We may be home late today,""But mom you know I can't stay at home alone," Danielle responded from the room. "Don't worry, we already sent for Hermes and he will be here to stay with you till we're back.""Okay mom, that'll be much better." Danielle knew she needed to get out of the bed to the sitting room and give her parents some compliments on their outfits but she was too sluggish for that. They were going on their 20th anniversary date and she knew how much they must have dressed up to impress each other.She heard their voices in the sitting room before the clinking of the door, and the sound of their car driving out of the compound, signaling their departure. Immediately, Danielle's phobia started resurfacing. She put down the controller and took off her headphones as if she heard a voice. She looked around her but there was nothing in the

"...happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you," Clara blew the candle after the blending voices of her mom, dad and Jaden ended.Jaden stood silent at one corner as Clara's parents expressed their excitement for their daughter's new age. Excitement boiled within him but he knew he had to wait for the mini party to end before he would be allowed to take Clara with him. Clara's mom lovingly fed Clara a bit of cake, "Happy birthday my darling,""Thanks mom,"Clara's dad beckoned Clara forward, "Congrats on reaching the threshold of adulthood, my little princess."Clara tucked herself in a warm hug with her dad, "Thank you so much, dad," "I believe the time is right to take Clara out." Jaden's voice came in."What time will you bring her back?" Clara's mom asked,"Nothing earlier than 2 am. Or we could maybe return by dawn.""What? Clara won't be staying out till midnight.""Mom but I'm not a child anymore." Clara said and turned to her dad. "Dad please convince mom that I c

Swimming at the pool on valentine's day was sickening, not until I met Hector. Well, my best friend, Ella and I came to the swimming pool together but just as we started having fun, her dad phoned her to come home right away.It was our routine to visit the swimming pool on Fridays instead of weekends where it would contain many people. But it was val's day, many other people had come to the swimming pool too; mostly couples.With no one to talk to, I sat on the pool deck, watching strangers dive into the water. My long dark hair danced to the wind that blew from the west, and the sensation of the breeze on my exposed skin caused the muscles under my hair follicles to contract. My bikini was almost dried up because I hadn't gone into the water since Ella left.I tilted my head to the right, and I found a girl who leaned on the pool deck. The guy behind her was making some inconspicuous movement behind her. It was so imperceptible that people around them didn't notice that they were ac

Mikaela a 34 year old successful lady with no man in her life laid on her bed, au naturel. Her thick thighs were wide spread as she worked really hard to achieve a simple orgasm.Good thing she had ordered a rabbit vibrator prior to this moment, since her dildo has been proving incompetent lately.At perfect timing, the doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of her new rabbit vibrator. Mikaela jounced up, she put on a microshorts and a bra and quickly hurried downstairs. Opening the front door, she came face to face with the tan-skinned delivery guy.His face was calm and endearing and his smile was pleasant. handing her a plain cardboard box, he said, "Here's your package ma'am."Mikaela's eyes were fixed on the delivery guy, noticing every inch of him. Mikaela admired his professionalism as she took the package from him."Please sign on this," The delivery guy said, handing her the delivery reciept.Mikaela signed on it and returned the reciept, "thank you for choosing us, ma'am," the