Novels by rolandmarigold27

STACYI can't breathe.I don't want to breathe.His lips capture mine in a warmth, breathtaking embrace, our bodies collide and my heart skips a beat. It’s even more perfect than I imagined, His hand cups my cheeks, moving my head in directions he wants me.His tongue grazes mine, the feeling is foreign so my tongue pulls back but his hand moves upwards to my hair, his fingers digging deep as he presses me even deeper. His breathes are harsh and so are mine but he isn't pulling away, for some reason. I don't want him to.He tastes like mint mixed with vanilla, a weird combination that just happens to make sense. “ You taste so good,” He breaths into my mouth, “ Even better than I imagined.” My fingers tighten around his shirt as I try to match his pace, his hunger, his desire.He pulls away, his lips swollen and slick. His arms curl around me and he lifts me off the ground. His gaze doesn't leave mine as walks to a black motorcycle.“ Where are we going?” I ask.He places me on the mo

JOSH3 HOURS Earlier**Hena tugs at my sleeve, taking her lower lip between her teeth. “ Come on, you can't still be pissed.” She exclaims, and I push her off as I stand, walking to the balcony to take a drag.The party noise seems to fade, the silence engulfs me in its embrace.Footsteps click as Hena comes after me, whining and mumbling some incoherent shit!“ It was a mistake!” she says and I stifle the urge to laugh.A mistake—A freaking mistake?I can still remember finding her, another man hovering over her as she moans his name.This isn't the first time and I know it definitely won't be the last.But I can't break up with her, My father would murder me. He needs her to talk to her father for his business deal and breaking up with her would ruin it all.“ You know I love you right? I didn't do it intentionally.” She says as she taps gently on my shoulder, “ Baby, come on, talk to me. Please.”“ We have nothing to talk about,” I reply and turn about to walk away when my phone b

STACYMy mother tells me she has a boyfriend.They’re engaged.Engaged.The word sounds so wrong. So out of place and the worse part was she couldn’t even tell me.She loved Dad.I know she did.She said it—over and over again.Right? That was love wasn't it?So what changed?Or was it all just… words?No.No, that’s not possible.You don’t just stop loving someone like that.You don’t just wake up one day and forget.It’s only been three years.Three.How is that enough time to erase a person?To replace them?Or maybe I’m the only one still holding on.“ Stacy I—” I raise a hand to stop her before she can continue. “ I need to be alone, please.” She doesn't say anything more but I see the way her hands drop to her sides, the sadness and regret that pools in her eyes.A tinge of guilt prickles my skin, but I ignore it, walking out the door. “ Where are you going? It's late and you can get hurt!” “ Why do you care?”“ I'm your mother! It's my right! I have to care! And I will not le

STACY“Are you coming for the party tonight? They say it's going to be the biggest one of the semester!” Nika chimes excitedly as she scrolls through her phone. Her gaze shifts, and her frown dips. “Oh right, you don't do parties.”“Exactly!” I reply as I shove the last textbook down my backpack. “But you guys should have fun though!”She tugs at my arm, her lips set in a cute pout. “Come on, just this once.” I shake my head, taking the lead as we walk out of the lecture hall. “This is our college year—you don’t want to spend 90% of it studying and shit!”“Well, I would prefer to have a great GPA at the end of the term than go to an alcohol-filled orgy.”“It’s not like that.” She slaps her hand on her waist, blocking my path. I give her a stare. “Okay, maybe it is like that.” I roll my eyes and continue walking. She catches up to me. “But come on, you don’t want to be that lowly nerd who graduates, gets a job, and lives her 30s as a lonely virgin who spends her nights downing popcorn