LOGINI'm not Gay !“I swear, you know I'm straight. I'm not gay!” I raised my voice at Mirabel for like the 100th time. I hated the accusations she always threw at me. It made me feel low, and no matter how much I argued, she insisted that I liked women. I know America did a lot to make sure that the stigma didn't stay on trans-women and gays majorly , but I wasn't one , it definetly wasn't who I was …at all “Don’t even try to force your choices on me; you chose to like women, not me. I made it clear.” For once, I sounded so certain because I knew what I wanted. I was sure about it and very certain.“But...” I raised my hands , stopping her words right in her throat. Mirabel tried to continue her statement; however, I cut her off before she could form something reasonable to say.“But your relationships with men never work out,” she paused, staring in my direction. However, once my gaze met hers, I diverted my eyes and stared at the wall.“It never does. Just this month alone, you have
Glue in the Lubricant Noelle’s POV“And how is that going to work?” she paused. I had even forgotten her name, if not for the tag written and placed right at her office door. I had totally forgotten her name; the only reason I remembered her was because she was a good acquaintance of mine back in university, and we had met a few years back when she had given me her card. She had told me to call her if I had any legal issues; however, I had told her then that I wasn't going to have any issues and that only the poor had problems with their legal standings.I regret every one of the words I said to her back then, which was about a year ago. I had so much faith in my husband, Dave, when I knew it really wasn't working. I was straining myself for it to work. I wanted to see it work because that was definitely the only thing that could make me happy, that was a year ago.“Maggie, I really need your help on this, please.” I folded my hands together while begging her. She had offered me a s
Fucking his brother Noelle’s POVHe had grabbed me by my waist while eating me out. My mouth went agape, something I couldn't quite control. My eyes started to twitch really fast. I stared at him, my eyes darting faster through the room. My breathing was rapid; I couldn't see clearly while I called his name slowly, “Oh... David.” The more I called him, the more he kept rolling his tongue against my clit. I reached out for his shoulders as my hands vibrated slowly ; I just couldn't do this anymore.I closed my eyes, my breath shaking. I was seeing stars, something my husband, Dave, hadn't done for a long time. Tell me why I wouldn't get tired of the marriage; tell me why I wouldn't feel broken when I wanted to fix it all. Tell me why he would hurt me intentionally.Oh... I forgot; he had another woman. He had someone else and he probably forgot me. It wasn't like I wasn't attractive. I knew I was fucking damn attractive; however, somehow Dave found a way to hurt me after the years we
Caught before fucking David’s Point of view I knew this was wrong, but I have had a crush on Noelle, my brother’s wife, for the longest time now. I couldn't wrap my head around it; was it the way she carried herself with so much confidence? She had so much aura just too much to avoid.And yet Dave, my twin brother, had fucked things up with her. He connected with his friends; he had made the decision to leave her a long time ago. It was so sad seeing a young woman go through so much pain.She took gentle steps towards the stairs while my eyes lingered on her gently. I couldn't openly talk about what I felt for her. It wasn't supposed to be this way; I wasn't supposed to be attracted to my brother’s ex-wife. It was wrong. Not totally wrong, but it was morally wrong, so I didn't really know what to do other than to pretend that I was on my phone.I looked at her while she continued to stride down the stairs. All of a sudden, she sprained her ankle. While her black heels bent towards t
Daddy , mummy and uncle are fucking ! Noelle’s Point of ViewI sat on the chair while Dave walked past me for about the fifth time. Nothing occurred, just the total silence that felt too silent, too deadly, too intentional, too crazy. I opened my mouth, about to say something; however, I stifled my words and closed it. What else was I supposed to say? He would just argue it out or maybe gaslight me into thinking I wasn’t enough anyway.The last time we talked about it, he made me think and feel like he married me because he was taking pity on me, which wasn't true.He walked past me this time around, holding his laptop firmly while holding a juice in his other hand.“Dave?” I called out as softly as I could. I wasn't trying to take this from a hard angle; maybe we could speak softly, maybe we could talk it out as adults do.“Yes, Noelle.” His face was hardened. It was screaming, Do not dare disturb me.Still, I churned the disrespect in. I circled it in like it meant nothing and forc
Miranda’s POV"And that's because you are still seeing him, that's why, right?" Stapha stared at me dead in the eyes. She had always told me the truth, bold , scared and afraid , that's one of the reasons she still remained my friend .However this truth was too hard to swallow , too hard ! I didn't know what to say next, so I just blinked my lashes really hard while staring at the way she kept fuming through.“Yes or no, Miranda?” This wasn't something I could escape, so I tried tossing my head around it.“That's not the reason, Stapha; this stuff is deeper than it seems.” I tried avoiding her question with all my might. Maybe if I didn't answer at all, she could probably leave me and I would have some peace.She stared at me, then looked right into my eyes like she was about to search my soul.“Miranda, I will only ask you this thing once, and it's your choice if you wouldn't want to tell me the truth. Do you still talk to Robert?”I stared at her for almost thirty seconds b
CHAPTER SIXA faint sound fell from my mouth before I could stop it. His hand clenched just a little.“There it is,” he mumbled. “That sound.” I took a swallow. "You make it difficult not to." "Excellent." His voice sank. "Well, I do not want you to make an attempt." His mouth hovered just next
CHAPTER FOURHe carried me from the chair, leading me gently and slowly until I was standing in between his legs; his hands slid along my thighs, cosy yet strong, holding me as though he'd been craving this for far too long; his fingers traced the curve of my back; I shivered, pressing closer; he w
CHAPTER ONE I could tell something had changed by the time Adrian Vale came in. Even before I saw him, I could sense the thickening of the air and the little pause in discussion to give him room. Not quiet. Never be silent. Instead of calming a room, a man like Adrian rearranged it. Individuals
CHAPTER FIVE His voice grew gruff as he replied, "I've wanted this." "Longer than I ought to acknowledge." "You're not alone," I exhaled. His fingers spread with an instinctive possessiveness that sent shivers down my spine as his hand went to my waist. Gently yet irresistibly, he drew me in







