Novels by Peaermer Fiteran

(MR. DAMON’S POV)Our heads snapped toward the sudden noise. A couple getting overly hands-on had lost their balance, attempting to use a restroom door for support. The cheap wood gave in, splintering and breaking right off its hinges. Alix and I exchanged wide-eyed glances before bursting into laughter.The suffocating tension had instantly been broken.“Let’s go to my place. I can call a cab,” I suggested, hastily tucking my throbbing cock back into my jeans and adjusting my shirt to conceal my rigid bulge just as Alix frantically smoothed down her dress.“Okay… you do that. I’ll go grab our bags from the table,” she said, and we bolted out of the restroom.I hurried toward the bar’s exit while dialing a cab on my phone. From the doorway, I could see Alix trying to explain things to a slightly drunk Helen and a completely wasted Banny as she attempted to yank my bag out from under Banny’s heavy arms. Banny just let out a loud, sloppy laugh, gave a thumbs-up, and staggered off toward

(MR. DAMON’S POV)“...Whoa, whoa, whoa, cool down. What do you mean you can’t reach Halle?” I answered, growing genuinely worried as I spoke to Alix—my girlfriend and Halle’s big sister.“I’ve been trying to call her since 11:00 PM, and she hasn’t responded. It’s 2:30 AM, and she still hasn’t called back! She’s supposed to text me the second she reaches the party, and I told her not to fucking drink and—” Alix answered, practically screaming through the receiver. “I hope she’s okay… I’m scared, Char. Please, could you help me locate her? I don't know, call her friends or just do something, Char,” she begged, her voice thick with panic and desperation.“Cool down… okay? I believe she’s okay, but you mentioned a party. Y’know what? I’ll text some people and see what’s going on,” I reassured her, keeping my voice steady.“Okay, babe. Just help me find her. I love you,” Alix said, sounding slightly grounded.“I love you too,” I said just before the line went dead.Grunting as I pushed mys

(HALLE’S POV)“Miss… you’ve been bailed. Your materials will be given to you after you sign the document the secretary hands you. Also, next time, stay out of trouble,” a female police officer said to me as she unlocked the cuffs behind my back.“Thanks, ma’am,” I responded, walking out of the holding area feeling filthy and stupid.I reached the secretary’s section and saw him—Mr. Damon.He was wearing denim shorts and a tight-fitting, sleeveless shirt, making his broad shoulders and physique nearly match the biggest police officer in the station—only he wasn’t in uniform. He was the one who had bailed me out.“Hey… your sister’s pissed, and you’ve got a lot of explaining to do,” he said sternly.I sighed and went on to sign the documents while gathering my few belongings.“I’ll be in the car,” he said, walking out before I could reply or look at him properly. My very first party, and I had gotten arrested. Sucks.I gently opened the car’s back door and slipped inside.“Come to the f

(HALLE’S POV)‘Urgh… I have nothing good to wear, just your stupid hand-me-downs,’ I complained to my sister, Alix, on the video call. She is my big sister, currently working in an insurance firm, and she’s dating Mr. Damon.‘You know you might actually look good in that blue gown I sent you, which for some reason you have refused to wear even once,’ Alix responded, still focused on what she was typing.‘It’s an off-campus party. I wouldn’t want to look like Cinderella going to the ball while everyone else wears something much more casual and cool.’‘Okay, so wear something casual then,’ Alix said, now looking directly at the phone’s screen.‘Fine… I will,’ I responded while rolling my eyes.‘Oh, my boyfriend said you were in his class today, and you guys had a blast. That’s really cool; it’s a good thing you’re warming up to him,’ Alix said.‘He said that?’ I responded, a little shocked.‘Yeah, just help me watch out for those bimbos looking for boyfriends to snatch—and report anyone

(HALLE’S POV)The last day of the first week in this new semester, and I woke up late—AGAIN!Can I believe I turned off the eleven alarms I had set the previous night?I just wish this school would at least assign a roommate to me, and she must be a light sleeper. She must be nice and well-behaved, too. My previous roomie from last semester was the worst.I had just two lectures today and was already halfway through the first by the time I woke up, so I might as well just skip it. Mrs. Evelyn was taking it, and she’s not the best at what she does.A ping from my phone snapped me back from my internal monologue. It was a message: *‘Hi gal… where you at? Your fav lecturer just left,* followed by a smiley emoji and a confused one.That is Mitch, my best friend, and he has always had my back right from junior high. Mitch is openly gay, and I couldn’t be more proud of him considering how religious and conservative his family is towards people of color.*‘Oh, shut up, big mouth, and that w