روايات وقصص ضمن 1st Person Pov

3rd person pov Lisa couldn’t move for a few seconds, frozen in place as she watched the sleek black car disappear down the road. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest, a mix of disbelief and rage bubbling beneath the surface. It was him. It had to be him; she couldn't have mistaken him for someone else. The man she had seen at the airport weeks ago—the one whose mere presence had left her breathless. Up close, he was even more devastatingly handsome.

Chapter 41 Third Person POV “Are you lost?” The fair man asked the little boy who had been standing, sniffling beside the temple’s peach tree. The little boy sniffled yet again as he nodded his head, tears falling down his eyes as he wiped the snot in his node with the sleeves of his shirt. The man crouched, not minding his white robes being sullied with dirt as he smiled at the boy and wiped his tear stricken face with a clean handkerchief.

THIRD PERSON POV “So, tell me wifey, have you ever watched p.o.r.n?” She gasped; her eyes wide open. “No” Her voice took a high pitch and then she glared. She fucking glared. Oh! The temerity of her. “Okay. No problem. We will watch today, after all everything has a first time. Now come on open your mouth. Here.” he said making her sit in the bed and picking the tray of food, he sat beside her, bringing a morsel of tortilla towards her mouth.

I closed my eyes, and within a few minutes, I finally fell asleep. ….. Third Person POV Nan stood shell-shocked as embarrassment clouded her. She had never seen a fight up close and personal like this before; at least not ones that weren’t in wolf form. But this… this was something different. This wasn’t training or wolves defending their territory, this was a man showing Nan his true colors and she didn’t exactly like what she was seeing.

Those, coupled with the countless posters on the varnished wood walls, could easily be a time machine for anyone arriving. Although, even with the bad rep of the shoehorners, and the weird smell emanating from the close space of a room, Charles was in dire need of a specificity. Because between the unfamiliarity of the setting, the one who chose to stab with a knife handle must grip the blade and let his blood gush a bit. And a non-fatal bullet snipe is a much harder shot to make. So, Charles was sensibly quick to judge this book by its cover as he looked towards the P.I. pimp: Fat Titanic. His pupils polymorphed up and down the size prow as he used it to talked to the seemingly inept guy's

The other answered fanning himself with his hand. “Be quick, we can’t keep the CCTVs off for too long.” The one on the guard commanded. “This is fucking hard! Why can’t we just snap off her neck instead?” the shorter man argued in a bored tone. “I would enjoy that too but that person wants it to look like an accident.” “What load of bullshit?” “This bullshit will earn us millions so get your hands moving!” the first one growled, getting tired of the other’s unnecessary blabbering.

Third Person POV. She writhed and sobbed in pain as she received each penetration. She felt like her world was over, a thought came into mind and she gently remove the criminal's face. Because he was engrossed in his affair, he didn't know the girl has seen his face. The other one saw this action of hers but didn't give her out, but rather urged him to hurry up before they get caught.

THIRD PERSON POV The leather cuffs were not just a physical restraint; they were a psychological key. Sam felt their presence with every minute shift, a constant, heavy reminder of the role they had chosen to play. The initial spike of fear had subsided, replaced by a thrumming, deep-seated excitement that resonated in their very core. The cold room, the single light, the imposing figure of the Warder—it all coalesced into a reality that was both terrifying and liberating.

Chap 50 Third person pov Hadia was standing in her room praying for the happiness of her family. She was hoping that her planning gets well. Her plan was something someone has never thought. It was something extraordinary. Yes, the game is going to have a crucial fling. ...............