Novels by Mhiz Presh

“Hey.”Sarah flinched, spinning around to see Bunny grinning widely.“What’s up? I come late *once*, and I hear you’re the new Nova.”“You sheep!” Sarah flung her bag at her. Bunny ducked, laughing as it flew past. “I am not Nova. Don't compare me to that person, and I’m not the *new* anything!”Bunny held up her phone, displaying a crisp video clip of the white-haired guy leaning close to whisper in Sarah's ear. “What did he tell you?”“That I should plan your execution.”“Oh, wow.” Bunny pressed a hand over her heart dramatically. “I’m serious, Sarah.”Exhaling deeply, Sarah grabbed Bunny’s arm and dragged her into the lecture hall. Once they slid into their seats, Sarah turned to face her. “He called me 'sister-in-law.' I don't fucking know who he is.”Bunny’s brows pulled together in thought. “Why? The only person you’re currently dating is Blake... orrrrr?”“Or what?” Sarah nudged her arm

She turned to the white-haired guy who had just spoken, her brow furrowing. “Sorry?”Before he could answer, Blake reached for Sarah's hand, yanking her out of the tight circle between the two boys.Whispers erupted across the crowd, but Blake ignored the eyes on them. His grip tightened around her palm as he pulled her away from the scene. Sarah followed, though her steps were hesitant. A few yards away, Blake stopped, spinning around to glare at the pair.Both boys stood their ground, easy smiles spreading across their faces—looking as if being there, creating that exact scene, had given them ultimate satisfaction.Blake turned back, holding Sarah's hand firmly to ensure she stayed beside him. Once the surrounding students faded out of view, his pace slowed, and he led her toward the basketball court.“Who were those guys?” she asked, trying to keep up with his long strides.He stayed quiet, his jaw set, looking as though he were wrestling with whether to answer her at all. “I don

Sarah rubbed her tired eyes, pulling a pillow firmly over her ears. “Anyone who truly loves me will love my comfort zone. Let me sleep.” Bunny turned to look at her, shook her head with a faint smile, and went back to scrolling through her phone until she eventually drifted off to sleep beside her. Morning arrived all too quickly. Sarah was already wide awake, showered, and clad in a fresh towel. She walked over to the bed and gave the sleeping girl a firm shake. “Wake up, fat ass. You stink, and we need to get to school.” Bunny groaned, rolling over on the mattress before finally snapping her eyes open. “We don’t even have lectures this morning……” she mumbled in a thick, sleepy voice. “No, we don't,” Sarah replied, “but we *do* have Miss Laura’s design class today, and you know how much she adores your work ethic.” Bunny instantly bolt upright in bed. “That woman despises me, and the feeling is completely mutual! But first, I need to survive this morning.” Sarah let out a so

“Don’t you people have anything that goes down a little lower? Like close to her knees?” he asked the attendant sharply. “We certainly do, sir.” “Let her try those instead.” Sarah knitted her brows in confusion, though she kept her mouth shut. Deep down, she agreed the short dresses were pretty, but she was completely unaccustomed to wearing anything so revealing in public. She walked back inside with the attendant. When she emerged again, she was wearing wide-leg baggy trousers and a chic cropped sweater. He offered a firm nod. “That looks great. Next one.” “I’m tired already,” she pouted, crossing her arms. He nodded back coolly. “Try five more, and then you can call it quits.” She let out a soft groan but complied. A short while later, they were standing at the register. Blake swiped a sleek black card, and the machine chimed instantly. A long receipt was printed and handed to him. He tossed the receipt onto the counter and collected the heavy shopping bags from the attend

Sarah caught the quiet whispers clearly. So did Bunny. They exchanged a brief look.“I need to go teach that loudmouth gossip a proper lesson. Hold my bag!” Bunny tried handing over her armful of belongings to Sarah.“Forget it,” Sarah stuffed the bags right back into Bunny’s hands. “You know I don’t have the luxury for a fight right now. Let’s just go, please.”Bunny glared at the group of girls who were already hurrying away, but she relented and kept walking alongside Sarah toward the library.They stepped through the entrance, offered a quiet greeting to the librarian, and walked directly toward the secluded bookshelf at the very back—Blake’s usual spot.Blake was already waiting for her when they rounded the corner.“Uhm, hey. This is Bunny, my……”“Hi! I’m Bunny,” Bunny cut right into Sarah’s sentence, leaving her completely dumbfounded. “I’m her best friend, and I just wanted to personally tell you to treat her with care and never let Pearl High gossip affect her, or I will pers

“Hold onto her hair tight, Plain Jane… because pretty soon, you're going to be screaming a lot louder than she is.”The high-pitched, mocking voice startled the entire room into absolute silence. Every pair of eyes in the class shifted over to Nova.“I hope she isn't talking to us, Sarah.”Sarah turned her glare back to Bunny. “Yes, she is. And again, it's all because of you.”“Stop fucking blaming me!” Bunny snapped, her forehead furrowed in annoyance.“I'm talking to both of you pathetic losers,” Nova's voice cut through the air again.Bunny looked at Sarah and immediately burst into loud, unfiltered laughter. Sarah just kept staring—first at Bunny, then at Nova, and finally back across the silent room.Bunny gradually stopped laughing and turned to face Sarah again.“What the fuck is she even ranting about?”“I may or may not have…… entirely because of you…… accepted a fake relationship.”Bunny raised her eyebrows in shock.“I agreed to fake-date Blake so he could finally get rid o

Lectures dragged on. Every time her phone buzzed against the desk she felt heat crawl up her neck. By evening, she genuinely missed him and his touches, wanting so badly to be in his arms again.She was sitting cross-legged on her bed in an old shirt, hair still damp from another shower, when the message arrived.Noah: come outside Ava: now? Noah: bike ride. The night’s quiet. I won’t keep you if you don’t want Ava: ten minutesShe stared at the screen for a long moment, then stood.This time she didn’t reach for jeans. She pulled on a short black skirt that stopped mid-thigh and a soft white crop top that ended well above her navel. No bra. The thin fabric clung to the shape of her breasts; her nipples tightened the second the cool air of the apartment touched them. She slipped on simple slides, took her coat only because the night might turn colder, and locked the door behind her.Outside, the street was almost empty. Noah sat on a black motorcycle under the streetlight, hel

Noah carried her into the bathroom and turned the water on hot without asking.. He stepped in with her, closed the clear glass door, and pressed her back flat against it, the coolness of the glass against her wet skin made her gasp. Through the fogging surface she could still see the long mirror above the sink, her own reflection blurred but visible, her breasts heavy, nipples tight, and thighs already trembling. He lit a cigarette with one hand while the other one stayed on her hip. The first drag filled the steamy space with sharp tobacco smoke. It mixed with the hot mist until the air felt thick and heavy. Noah turned her to face the glass, lined up, and pushed into her from behind in one slow, deep thrust. The door shuddered. Ava’s palms slapped against it. “Ah—fuck—” He stayed buried for a second, then started fucking her in long, controlled strokes. One hand reached around to rub tight circles over her clit. The other held the cigarette. “Remember when we used to pray t

Noah’s eyes dragged over her, slowly then locked on her face.“Say it again.”Ava’s voice didn’t shake this time. “Fuck me.”He stepped in close, one hand sliding under the hem of the thin white singlet to cup the bare weight of her breast. His thumb brushed the hard nipple and she sucked in a sharp breath. The other hand settled low on her hip, fingers pressing into the soft skin just above the waistband of the short black shorts.“You left,” he said, voice low. “You got yourself off, didn’t you?”Heat flooded her face. She nodded.“What did you use?”She hesitated. His thumb kept stroking her nipple in slow, deliberate circles, waiting.“My fingers,” she whispered. “And… a cucumber.”Noah’s hand stilled. For a second the only sound in the apartment was their breathing. Then a dark, almost disbelieving smile pulled at the corner of his mouth.“You took your own virginity with a fucking cucumber.”Before she could answer he turned her, guided her two steps to the couch, and sat her do

Ava’s mind snapped back into focus like someone had flipped on a switch.The wet heat of Noah’s mouth was still on her breasts, she stil felt the cool feeling of the lip ring on her nipples, Her jeans were half-open. Her legs felt shaky, too sensitive. Between her legs she was soaked in a way she had never felt before sticky, swolleen and pulsing. The reality of it hit her all at once.She pulled back.Noah’s mouth left her skin with a soft, wet sound. His eyes were dark and heavy, lips slightly parted, the silver ring glinting with saliva. He looked at her like he was still halfway inside the moment they had just been sharing.Ava’s voice came out quieter than she expected. “I need to go.”He didn’t argue, he stared at her a little longer, and his hands eased off her body slowly, giving her space. “Okay.”She climbed off his lap on unsteady legs. The cool air of the apartment touched the damp places his mouth had left on her chest. She found her bra and top on the floor, pulled them

​The first contact was soft, The cool metal of the lip ring pressed against the centre of her bottom lip, making her shake, a sharp little jolt ran straight down her spine. Her breath caught. her tongue moved on its own, tracing the thin silver ring, feeling the smooth metal and the warmer skin just beside it. Noah made a low sound in his throat. His hand tightened on her waist, fingers pressing into the soft place above her hip, pulling er closer while his mouth opened against hers.​Ava pulled back suddenly, her, eyes wide, and breathing uneven.​“I, I don’t know how to do that,” she said, voice small. “I’ve never… I’ve never been with anyone. I don’t know how to kiss someone.”​Noah’s hand stayed on her waist. He didnt look surprised. He just watched her for a second, thumb brushing once across the fabric of her top, then he shifted.​“Come here.”​He guided her easily, his hands firm on her hips, until she was straddling him on the couch. Her knees sank into the cushions on ei

The door opened. Noah stood there in a black t-shirt, the fabric clinging just right to his shoulders. Dark ink trailed down both forearms, looking sharp and heavy on his skin. His beard was trimmed lowly to his jaw, and a silver lip ring that caught the light the second his mouth parted. For a heart beat, the air between them went entirely still, hot and thick. Then Ava’s restraint snapped. A sudden, unstoppable laugh bubbled up as a full, messy smile hit her face. “Oh my God.” Noah’s face lit up a second later, initial shock melting into a slow, crooked grin that reached all the way to his eyes. “You’re actually standing in my doorway.” “I know right?, I am.” She didn’t hesitate. She stepped right into his space and threw her arms around him before her brain could process it.. He didn’t just catch her, he wrapped his hands around her, solid, warm, and tightly. She breathed in the familiar mix of clean cotton and woody cologne. He let out a soft, heavy breath