1 Minute Short Stories Novels & Stories

“Let’s hope nobody heard you begging for it.” Elijah was... Everything. But we broke up a year later when I had to leave. Since I've told you all this gory, beautiful stories about myself and it is time to finally close the curtains. I'm sad to go. Trust me, I am, but it's been fun sharing my deepest, sexiest secrets with you. I guess we might just call this entire book "the diary of a slut"

It’ѕ nearly ѕеvеn fifteen nоw. I оnlу hаvе аnоthеr fifteen mіnutеѕ before I hаvе to get back аnd dеlіvеr my ‘I wаѕ just jоggіng іn thе раrk’ соvеr ѕtоrу tо that man whо thіnkѕ I’m ѕаfе and рrоtесtеd mе іn mу rооm rіght now.

Above my head, the phone chirped and sang, "Hush, little baby, don't say a word, Mama's going to buy you a mockingbird. And if that mockingbird don't sing, Mama's going to buy you a diamond ring." Mom pulled out the ice tray, took the bag of minced meat, and spread it on the floor to inspect it. I was about to burst into tears. "Beatrice, are you an idiot? You actually froze your phone in the refrigerator. It's no wonder you didn't answer when I called. What exactly is inside your head?

I experience a short reprieve as shorter brown haired man shoves him unconfidently out of the way. I’m very grateful, I must say, that this cock is quite a bit wider but far shorter at maybe only 4 inches. This little man couldn’t cover me in filth like the previous 7 inch cock, and I can’t help but beg for them to please, please destroy my body; to use me the way they would a streetwalker, a WHORE!

Zeva was annoyed with her own reactions. This time Zero fell silent. He hadn't found the right words to calm Zeva. Zero realized that if his words blatantly asked Zeva to calm down, Zeva would surely be more annoyed with him. That's why Zero chose to stay silent while racking his brains to find the right words to restore Zeva's calmness. "Dear, I have good news!" Finally, Zero spoke again after two minutes and thirty seconds had passed. "What?" Zeva's response was weak, still trying to calm herself.

the warning of the police as loud as it could get. He has been involved with the police on several occasions and he knew what would become of him if he surrendered. He knew he had no time left before things he get messy. "You have one minute to come out!" they warned again. "You wish" he chuckled to himself as he proceeded to continue with his plan.

“Mama, it’s been a whole week since I’ve been inside you. Trust me. I’ll be quick.” “Tuh! I don’t want a one-minute man!” she snapped. “Okay...what about three-minute man?”

He gestured toward the narrow aisle between fiction and children’s books. “Storage wasted on that back room. And don’t get me started on the courtyard out back. Prime square footage doing nothing but growing weeds.” Before she could fire back, the kids started filing in for storytime, backpacks thumping as they dropped onto the colorful rug. Elena shot him a warning look and moved to the front. She picked up *The Adventures of Benny the Bookworm*, her voice shifting into the warm, animated tone she used for the little ones.

WARNING‼️ THIS STORY IS A PARANORMAL STORY 🔞 Chapter 1 My skin felt sticky from sweat as I peeled off my damp shirt and stepped closer to the tall antique mirror I had dragged out of the closet earlier. I wiped sweat from my neck and stared at my reflection, for a second everything matched. Then my reflection smiled a heartbeat after I did. My pulse jumped. I blinked hard and shook my head I was just tired that was all. I turned away to grab a towel but something made me glance back. My reflection stared at me, eyes darker, lips parted.

she says before walking out. I’m not family. Nothing is going on with King and me. Sighing, I walk to the class and sit down. I stop when I see the paper, the sketch, and the poem on it. The sketch is of an eye, with the reflection of a person walking in it. I begin to read the poem. A hundred words Doesn't speak enough A thousands stories Doesn't tell enough A single look, tells so much A lifetime of stories A lifetime of pain Emotions hidden within