Novels by Selfless Peachy

Anna's POV My heart was beating so fast as I waited outside the school gate after classes. I had finally agreed to meet him in person. His name was Ryan. When I saw him walking toward me, tall and handsome with that confident smile, I felt shy all of a sudden.“Hey, Anna,” he said softly, a little awkward at first. We talked for a bit, both of us nervous but excited. The air between us felt charged.“I know a good spot,” he said. “Somewhere private. Come with me.”I followed him. We walked a few blocks until we reached an unfinished building. It was quiet, no workers around. He led me inside, past stacks of building blocks. He took off his cardigan, laid it on one of the concrete blocks, and looked at me gently.“Sit here, baby.”I sat down, my skirt riding up a little. My cheeks were burning.Ryan knelt in front of me. “I’m going to spread your legs now. Is that okay?”I nodded eagerly. “Yes.”He gently opened my thighs wide. His hands slid up under my skirt and pulled my panties

Anna's POVI was lying on my bed, heart pounding, pussy already wet. I had been chatting with him for weeks. My sexy online buddy. The one who made me feel like a dirty little slut even though I was still a virgin.I wanted this so bad. I wanted to finally feel what real sex was like.I pulled my panties to the side, spread my legs wide in front of my phone camera, and snapped a close-up picture of my pink, shaved pussy. My lips were glistening. I spread them with two fingers, showing him my tight little hole and swollen clit. I checked the photo — it looked so nasty and inviting. Perfect.I hit send.His reply came fast.Him: Fuckkkk baby, look at that pretty virgin cunt. So pink and tight. You’re dripping already aren’t you?I bit my lip and typed back.Me: Yes daddy. I’m so fucking wet thinking about you. I really want to experience sex. I’m still a virgin and it’s driving me crazy.Him: Good girl. I’m gonna stretch that little pussy so good when we finally meet. Send me more.I se

Mia's POVI couldn’t believe I was doing this again, but my pussy was already soaked just thinking about it.Lena and I showed up at Jake’s house party dressed like total cumsluts. I wore a tiny black micro-skirt that barely covered my ass and a sheer white crop top with no bra — my hard nipples clearly visible through the fabric. Lena had on an even sluttier red dress that hugged her big tits and ended right below her pussy. No panties for either of us. Our heels clicked loudly as we walked into the packed living room.There were about ten guys total — the original three plus seven more friends of Jake’s. All eyes turned to us the second we stepped inside. The air was thick with weed and horniness.Jake grinned wide. “There are my favorite whores. Get on the coffee table, girls. Give us a show.”My heart raced with filthy excitement. Lena and I climbed onto the low glass coffee table in the middle of the room. The guys formed a circle around us, beers and phones in hand. Someone p

Mia's POV A loud knock on the apartment door cut through the heavy breathing as the guys were still catching their breath. I was sprawled out on the couch like a complete wreck—covered in cum, my pussy and asshole still gaping and leaking their loads down my thighs. My body felt used, sore, and utterly satisfied, but I was already craving more.Jake smirked and strolled to the door completely naked, his heavy cock still half-hard and swinging. He opened it, revealing a stunning brunette in a tiny black slutty dress that barely covered her ass.The hem was so short I could almost see her pussy lips, and her big tits looked ready to spill out of the deep V-neck at any second.“Hey, babe. Glad you could make it,” Jake said casually. “Come join the fun.”The girl—Lena—stepped inside and froze when she saw me lying there, glazed in cum with my holes on full display.Her eyes widened with pure envy as they roamed over my cum-covered tits and dripping pussy. That look sent a fresh spark o

Mia's POV The knock on Alex’s apartment door echoed in the hallway, and my panties were still soaked from what he had done to me in the lecture hall. My legs felt a little shaky as I waited. The door swung open, and there was Alex with that familiar cocky grin. But my stomach flipped when I saw two other guys sprawled on the couch behind him, both staring at me like I was the main course.I blinked, heat rushing to my face. “Alex, what the fuck?”He stepped aside casually, giving me a full view. “They just want a taste, babe. No big deal, right? The more the merrier.”My eyes moved slowly over them. Jake was massive—broad chest, thick arms, and an obvious, heavy bulge straining against his sweats. Ryan was taller and leaner, but the long, thick outline of his cock was impossible to ignore. A fresh throb pulsed between my legs. I was still dripping from the classroom, and the sight of these three hungry men made my pussy clench hard. After a few seconds of heated assessment, the de

Mia's POV The lecture hall was dimly lit, the professor’s voice a monotonous drone about supply and demand curves that barely registered in my mind. Most of the students around us were either fighting to stay awake or scribbling notes like their lives depended on it. But me? I was in the middle row, toward the back, trying my hardest not to fall apart right there in public. Alex sat on my left, looking every inch the perfect, attentive student in his crisp button-down shirt, pen poised over his notebook. No one would ever suspect what his right hand was doing under the desk.His fingers had slipped beneath the loose hem of my top, warm and confident as they found my breast. He squeezed gently at first, then firmer, his thumb and forefinger rolling my nipple in slow, deliberate circles. A sharp jolt of pleasure shot straight down between my legs.I bit the inside of my cheek hard, forcing myself to keep my breathing steady. God, it felt too good. I should have stopped him because

Annabelle’s POV I stirred in my sleep, feeling strange as if a weight had lifted off my chest, yet my heart ached with something I couldn’t fully grasp. Then, in an instant, memories came flooding back—everything I had forgotten, everything I had done. The past ten years crashed into me like a violent wave, stealing my breath as I fluttered my eyes opened. I sat upright, clutched the sheets, my hands trembling as the realization sank in. Oh, God. What have I done? I thought tears welling in my eyes already before a soft knock pulled me from my spiraling thoughts. My throat tightened. “Come in,” I whispered, barely recognizing my own voice. The door creaked open, and Adams stepped inside, his eyes downcast, as if he were afraid to look at me. My chest clenched at the sight of him—so much thinner, his once-proud stance now slumped, his hair slightly disheveled as if sleep had long abandoned him. He held a tray of food in his hands, gripping it so tightly his knuckles turne

Author's POV“She doesn’t remember you at all?” Jack shook his head. Madison frowned deeply, arms crossed as she listened to Jackson after he explained to her that Emily had woken up but doesn't remember him. “She looked at me… it was like I was nothing.” His voice cracked slightly, but he pushed through. “Why? Why doesn't she remember me?” He asked, his tone pleading. She had looked him in the eye, completely blank, as if he were a stranger.Madison sighed, rubbing her temples. “It could be the aftereffects of Harper’s mark. We don’t know exactly what it did to her mind.” She paused before adding, “We need to test this. Bring Mason and Zaza. Let’s see if she really remembers them together with me.”Jackson hesitated. He wasn’t sure what he was hoping for. If she recognized them, it meant she was still herself—just without him. But if she didn’t remember them either, then he had to face the terrifying possibility that Harper had changed her forever.Regardless, he nodded. “Alright

Jackson's POV It had been two long, agonizing months. Every day since Emily fell into that coma, I felt as if I was drowning in my own guilt. Sitting beside her motionless body, I dabbed her forehead with a wet cloth, my hands trembling. Her pale face made my chest ache in ways I couldn’t put into words. Tears streamed down my cheeks freely. I didn’t bother wiping them anymore. What was the point? Every moment replayed in my head, the way she had sacrificed herself for me again without a second thought. That image of her collapsing haunted me. I reached for her hand, clasping it tightly in mine. “Please, Ann,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “Please wake up. I miss you so much.” My lips brushed against her knuckles as I choked back a sob. “You promised to give me a response to my apology once everything is over. But you're not here with me to see it, my love. I need you... please.” The weight of my mistakes crushed me every second of every day. If I could trade places with he

The moment Emily smashed the crystal ball against the ground, the yard erupted in chaos. A blinding light consumed everything, its intensity forcing everyone to shield their eyes. She staggered backward as an overwhelming surge of energy left her body, her knees giving way beneath her. She collapsed to the ground, her vision blurring as she fought to stay conscious. “Ann!” Adams’ voice cracked as he saw her fall. His heart pounded in panic, but his body refused to cooperate. Bound to the tree and weakened by the poisoned blade, he could only watch helplessly. Harper let out a blood-curdling scream, her hands clawing at the air as she fell to her knees. A thick, black substance oozed from her mouth, her once confident smirk replaced by pure agony. Beside her, Alan mirrored her pain, convulsing violently as the same dark energy poured out of him. Adams clenched his teeth, forcing his gaze away from Harper and Alan to focus on Emily. His instincts screamed at him to get to her, but

Jackson’s POV The sight of Alan standing before me was like a blow to the chest. I could barely believe my eyes. Someone I thought I had lost forever was here, alive, breathing, and yet... there was something wrong. His eyes were dark, hollow, and devoid of the warmth I remembered. "Alan," I managed to say, my voice thick with disbelief. "Is it really you?" He didn't answer. Instead, he smiled-a cruel, empty grin that sent chills down my spine-and before I could react, he dragged a sharp knife across my chest. "Goddess!" I hissed in pain, stumbling back. My hand instinctively went to the wound as warmth spread across my skin. “Alan, stop! What are you doing?" He didn't stop. His movements were quick and deliberate, like a predator closing in on its prey. I dodged as he lunged at me again, the knife narrowly missing my side. “Alan, listen to me!" I pleaded, trying to catch his wrist. "We need to talk. This isn't you-” But he wasn't listening. His entire focus was on one t

Emily's POV I stood inside the tent, pacing back and forth. My heart was restless, and my mind kept wandering to Adams. I had tried to focus on the little things around me, but nothing helped. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw his face, heard his voice, and imagined the mess he was walking into. I paused by the entrance, listening carefully. His retreating footsteps reached my ears, and I couldn’t help but whisper a prayer. Moon Goddess, keep him safe for me. Help him fight his battles and come back unharmed. But a part of me kept nagging: was I really doing the right thing by staying behind? Should I have pushed harder to go with him? The tent was too quiet, and my thoughts were too loud. I flopped onto the bed, staring at the ceiling, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. Where was he now? Was he okay? Suddenly, I heard footsteps outside. My heart jumped, and I immediately sat up. The sound was faint, almost careful, like someone was trying not to be heard. My chest tightened, an

Two Months LaterKara and Jairo got married. Ann and Leo flew back to the states for work.Now that the couple went for their honeymoon, that leaves Donald to be in charge. The talk about him quitting was never visited again.On the other hand, Andro and Luci were very much excited. There was no Jairo that would be overly protective..Lina came by the house twice that week. The first time for Kara's forgotten items that needed to be forwarded. The second time for no reason she offered, which Donald didn't ask about.They were not stable, as a category. They were something more specific than friends and less defined than anything else, and they had both agreed, without agreeing out loud, to let that sit where it was for the time being..Emilia and Kaicus had named what they were. It had happened without any ceremony.He had taken over the management of Fernando's business, and he was moving through it with quiet competence. It gave him structure without locking him in place, which wa

Later that evening, Donald was having a drink when he heard someone calling out to him."Uncle Donald!"He turned.Luci was walking toward him with the particular energy she had when she had been waiting to get someone alone. She reached him and put her arms around him in the brief, fierce hug.He patted her back. "It's been a while," "Whose fault is that?" she said, pulling back. “Your uncle.” he threw back, taking a sip from his drink with a smirk.Luci chuckled, noticing his clever move. “Well, can't argue with that. Actually, I want to tell you something.”His expression turned serious, “What's that?”“Don't freak out, okay?” she told him, trying to gauge what his reaction might be. "Andro and I are together,"She closed her eyes, afraid of what he might say. Then she opened one eye.A small smile curled on Donald's lips. He looked down at his drink. "I know," She opened her eyes fully. "You knew?""He told me.""When?""Before he told Jairo."She stared at him. "So you knew be

Three Week Later“Okay,” Emilia said, barely containing the excitement bubbling inside her as she held Kara’s hand tightly. “I want us, all of us. As sisters. As a family. With the Jones, Luci, Jairo, Kaicus… everyone. I want us, like one big family, to have dinner together.”Kara looked at her, amusement dancing in her eyes with deep affection in them. “All right, Miss Planner. When is this special day supposed to be?”Emilia’s expression shifted instantly, turning serious in a way that made Kara blink. “Right now. Why do you think I’m here?”She paused, genuinely surprised. Emilia had only just arrived that day since she had told her about the news of her pregnancy. The visit alone had already meant a lot, but this? This sudden plan, this urgency… it felt thoughtful, deliberate.“Does everyone know?” she asked, her brows pulling together slightly. “That’s a lot to put together in such a short time.”Emilia waved her off with a confident grin. “Don’t worry, my preggy sister. Just let

Kara was already seated at the dining table when Luci came down, her hair still slightly damp from the shower. Jairo came in last. Brie served and everyone began eating in a comfortable silence. "I want you to pick me up from school today," Luci said, addressing Jairo across the table.He looked at her over his coffee. "What's wrong with Andro?""Nothing. I just want you to come. It's been a while since you did."He considered this for a moment. "After three," she said."After three," he confirmed.Kara glanced between them with a small smile she didn't try to hide. ..He arrived at the school gates at ten past three. She was waiting on the low wall outside with her bag between her feet and her phone in her hand. She looked up when his car pulled in and came over.She got in. He pulled out. For a few minutes they were quiet."Tests done?" he asked."Final one was this morning. I think it went well. The preparation helped." she leaned back in the seat."Good.""Alejandro drilled me

Donald went to Jairo's house that evening. Before he started working for Jairo, he had told his boss that there will come a time when he would wish to stop working for him, and focus on his path.Now was the time.Jairo was taken aback by the timing. He stared at his right-hand, and without telling him, he realized he had gotten his woman back. But Jairo knew what was at stake. Even Donald knows it. He wasn't just going to leave without handing his tasks over to someone. And Donald mentioned Alejandro.“He's ready, or close to it. When he's fully there, I will go." he said, to make Jairo see that he wasn't just leaving without thinking about how long they had been together."I decide when he's there," Jairo declared firmly, his eyes hardened. “When I look at Andro and see what I see when I look at you, then we talk about you leaving." He held Donald's gaze.Donald sat with that for a moment. Then he nodded."Alright," he said.He then turned around to leave when Jairo spoke up. “Are

Eloise was at a small-rented apartment when she heard a knock on the door. The past weeks had left a particular kind of tiredness that sleep didn't resolve. She went to open the door and was surprised to see Donald standing there.“Brother?” she called in surprise.Since the day she was rescued, he hadn't come to see her. She totally understood that he was busy. Before he could say anything, she stepped forward and hugged him tightly.“I’m so sorry,” she apologized quickly. “I’m sorry for everything. For being careless, for not listening, for getting myself into trouble…”Donald gently patted her back. “It’s okay. You’re safe now. That’s what matters.”He then pulled back slightly. “I didn’t come alone.”She frowned a little. “You didn’t?”He stepped aside, and two men walked forward.Fernando appeared first and she froze for that moment, completely shocked.“Dad?” He looked at her, also emotional. “Eloise…”She walked toward him hugged him too. “Dad, I'm so sorry.” she apologized, a

Aria’s POV“You’re really taking this too far, J. How can you ask me that?” I frowned at him, my heart pounding.First, he had me wearing nothing but his shirt, and now this? He kept his smirk intact, the one that always made it seem like he was enjoying himself a little too much. He opened his mouth, probably to repeat his ridiculous words “rules are rules” but I shot up from the bed.“Don’t even think about it,” I said, raising my hand to stop him.I wasn’t in the mood for whatever game he was playing. I walked to the closet and grabbed my nightwear. Without another glance at him, I headed straight into the bathroom and changed.As I stared at myself in the mirror, I let out a slow, controlled breath. My reflection showed uncertainty in my eyes, my flushed cheeks revealing emotions I wasn’t ready to name. I didn’t understand why, but something about taking things further with him made my stomach twist uncomfortably. Maybe it was the fear of getting too caught up in the moment. Maybe

Jameson’s POVThe virtual meeting had been dragging on for what felt like forever when one of the executives suddenly brought up poker as an analogy for business strategy.“It’s all about calculated risks,” the man said. “Like poker, you don’t always have the best hand, but you play in a way that makes others think you do. Business is the same—you don’t show all your cards at once, you make bold moves, and sometimes, you even bluff to get what you want.”I leaned back slightly, tapping my fingers against the desk. The analogy was… interesting. It wasn’t something I had thought much about before, but it made sense.The meeting eventually wrapped up, but even after logging out, my fingers hovered over the keyboard. Without much thought, I opened a new tab and typed in how to play poker.A series of guides and videos popped up. Clicking on one, I skimmed through the rules, the strategies, the psychology behind the game. The more I read, the more intrigued I became. I had never played bef

Aria's POV It was close to dinner time, and Mia and Ethan still hadn't returned. A small smile lingered on my lips as I thought about them. I wanted the best for my best friend, and Ethan seemed like a responsible guy. Although, he was slow when it came to making a move, but maybe this time things would work out since Mia was willing to make a push.Right now, I was in the kitchen with Anastasia and Kylie, helping bring out the coolers of food. Kylie was practically glowing as she gushed about her wedding dress, describing every little detail with excitement."It's absolutely stunning, you guys," she beamed, adjusting the napkins on the tray. "I swear, I felt like a princess when I tried it on. The lace detailing, the way it hugged my body just right—ugh, I can't wait for the wedding day!"I smiled happy for her, but a small pang settled in my chest. I didn’t get to choose my wedding dress. Everything happened so fast that I just wore whatever was given to me. No dreamy fittings, no

Mia's POV It had been more than thirty minutes since Aria had dashed out of my room. I had been expecting her to return, but she never did. I sighed, staring at the ceiling while trying to ignore the anticipation bubbling inside me. What was she even up to?Having had enough of waiting, I decided to step out and grab some fruit. Maybe it would help distract me.As I made my way out, I slowed down on the stairs when I spotted Aria standing beside Jameson, who was propped up on his wheelchair, supporting himself with his hands. His broad back alone was enough to make anyone aware of his presence. It wasn’t that I was scared of him, but there was something about him that made the air feel heavier when he was around. He was the type who talked less when others were present, yet his silence spoke volumes.I chewed on my lip, pushing away my personal thoughts about him. All I wanted was for him to stop confusing my best friend.Just as I was about to call Aria’s name, the front door swung

Aria's POV Jameson and I returned to the penthouse after Kylie finally chose the cake design she wanted. The whole process had been exhausting, but at least it was settled now.At the moment, I was in the room with Mia. She had gone shopping earlier and, as a surprise, bought me a few pairs of earrings. My brows lifted when I saw them—long, dangling earrings."I’m really curious to see you wearing these.” She held up the earrings with a teasing smile, and I let out a small chuckle, lowering my gaze to the delicate gold pair in my hands. “Surprisingly, Jameson mentioned this to me today,” I admitted, feeling warmth spread across my face.“Really?” Her brows lifted with interest as she moved closer, settling beside me on the bed. "So… does that mean you two are good now?""Kind of.” I sighed, twirling the earrings between my fingers. But she wasn’t convinced. Her gaze bore into me, waiting for more. I hesitated before exhaling deeply. “Okay, fine. We had a little misunderstanding, an

Aria's POVI watched Jameson carefully, waiting for his reaction as he took another bite of the cake. Since I couldn’t taste it myself because it contains animal products. I had to rely on his judgment to pick the best one.His eyes slightly narrowed as he chewed, his expression unreadable.“Well?” I pressed. He swallowed and licked his lips. “Mmm, I think I like this one better than the previous one.”“Think?” I raised a brow.“Yeah. Think.” He nodded.I rolled my eyes and turned to the baker. “Can we combine the frosting from this cake with the cake itself from the previous sample?”The woman smiled warmly. “Of course. That’s actually a great idea actually.”“Thanks. Uh… we will need some other samples for the cake designs,” I told her. She was about to continue explaining when Jameson suddenly spoke up. “Do you have any vegan cakes?” My head snapped toward him in surprise.“Yes, we do. Would you like to try one?” She asked him politely.“A cup of cake, please,” He requested, and