A Crazy One-night Stand Novels & Stories

As Violet left to fetch a pregnancy test, I remained in the bathroom, my mind racing with a mix of confusion, concern, and a tinge of fear. The reality of the situation sank in deeper as I reflected on the possibility of being pregnant from a one-night stand. The thought of facing such a life-altering event without a clear understanding of what transpired that night added to my anxiety. Minutes ticked by, I anxiously awaited Violet's return. I tried to steady my breathing. The sound of the front door opening snapped me out of my train of thoughts, I heard Violet's hurried footsteps approaching the bathroom. Violet entered the room, holding a pregnancy test kit in her hands. She handed it to

She was sure that they would do the crazy thing of locking them together in a hotel room like that time again if they knew she was trying to get rid of the feelings that were plaguing her at the moment! Mira imagined Rendi's figure again and this time Rendi had transformed into her one-night stand. Unconsciously, Mira sighed while licking her currently dry lips. Rendi is so sexy, she sighed to herself. Right now, in her mind, Mira imagined that her one-night stand was Rendi and didn't want to trade it for anyone! Mira closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure as she touched her own body. She imagined all the hot scenes that happened that night and this time the actor and king of the night was

one-night-stand expensive shirt. "what do you want? Why are you making my father cry? Who the hell are you and what do you want?" "Will you shut up," I heard my father says "go to your room." What the fuck? And hell no, I am not leaving this place but before I could say that, Mr. one-night-stand said "tell her, tell her everything. Let her known she belongs to me now. I will come for her soon." And with that he left my house together with the other men.

My chest tightened painfully,did my mate just leave me? I hugged myself tightly trying to steady my breath and my spiraling thoughts because I was almost about to run mad . He didn't ask for my name, he didn't ask for my number and it was obvious he didn't recognize me , he didn't even say anything about us seeing again. Did he just have a one night stand with me and disappeared. Well he must be the biggest joker of the century, I thought to myself as I steadied myself and stepped out of the library heading to my room to pack my things.

Mark's office, three doors down from Elena's, had a strip of security tape across the handle that nobody bothered to explain. Elena stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of her own office, coffee cooling in her hand, watching the city wake up beneath her like nothing at all had nearly ended her career the week before. "You're doing the thing," Priya said from the doorway, arms full of folders. "The thing where you stand very still and pretend you're fine." "I am fine." "You confessed feelings for the CEO in the middle of a corporate espionage scandal and now the whole building is staring at you like you're a soap opera. I'd say you've earned the right to not be fine for one morning."

My hand landed on his hard chest. Is this man the one for whom I have a one-night stand? My heart is like beating by a drummer. It's loud, complex, and beating like I'm in a concert. His hand on my waist gives me butterflies in my stomach. "Do you want to turn our one-night into a two-night stand?" His hand wanders my butt. "Hey!" I quickly stood up after falling on him. "Why did you do that?" I walked away from him and returned to my seat.

“Tell me who your new guy is—” “How about we say it simultaneously” “Good idea” “One” “Two” “Three—” “The one night stand asshole!” “Arman!”

The worry sat too heavy. By evening I left the office with my mind racing. I took a cab to the bar, the same one where I had that one night stand with Mark. My fingers tapped on my bag the whole ride. What did this person want? Why bring up that night with my dad? The streets passed by in a blur. I kept checking my phone, half hoping the call was a joke.

"Vivian... Vivian was the one who told me to send you into a random man's bed! She gave me the drug and ordered me to book Room 404!" The moment she heard that name, a dry laugh escaped Camelia's lips. She smiled bitterly as she looked up at the apartment ceiling, disbelief mixing with a strange sense of satisfaction. Vivian. Her two-faced stepsister had intended to ruin her reputation by throwing her into a stranger's bed. But fate, it seemed, had a wicked sense of humor. The "random man" she had encountered last night was none other than Morgan—the very man Vivian had desperately pursued and adored for years.

"Are you saying you can't hire me because of a mere one night stand?" Stunned by her question, Cole stares at her 'a mere one night stand?' he mused. 'Is this woman for real?'