Romans & histoires A One Night Love

Of course, it can't be, and I hold on to the last hope that it's not him since he hasn't turned his face to me. But of course, it is. It's him. The only man I've thought of the past few months, that's had me writhing in bed at 3 am without being able to tell Jose what's going on. The man who in one night, spoilt me for any other man. I see him as he turns his face towards me. His lips are still so familiar even though we're miles apart, his hands tough and soft at the same time, I see the texture from where I stand. His face, his body, oh God and such a beautiful body it is, I remember how he held me so tightly thrust after thrust, how he held me as if I were a princess, how he whispered swe

"Get the door, Natalie." Christopher was met with nothing but silence. That was a reminder that I'd never come home. Frustrated, he got out of bed to answer the door himself. It was a courier, and he handed Christopher a hefty package. "Wedding anniversary package from a Ms. Shayman." Christopher frowned upon hearing that. He hauled the package into the house and sliced the tapes open with a box cutter. He expected scarves or handmade figurines, but none came out. Only the scent of mildew hit him.

My reflection looked like a stranger's eyes faded, lips pressed tight. And then, almost without noticing, I whispered to the glass, to the city, to myself: “Just one night of freedom. That’s all I need.” As the city lights shimmered, a dangerous thought took root in Ava’s heartone that would fire everything that followed. *One night to run, one night to burn.*

She struggles to sit up and pulls the comforter off her body. "Ahh!" Everette shrieks as her eyes come in sight of blood. Her blood! Under her. Her heart beats loudly as she moves away from the bed. "What is this?" She whispers. Her brain travels back and she recalls hearing someone enter her room. Did she got raped? She just lost her virginity. Everette panicked and didn't know what to do. She held the comforter tightly as the realization hit her that the dream was real but the man who slept with her wasn't Jim. Everette has always been keeping her virginity for her husband, after the wedding. Jim has never touched her even though sometimes he tries to. He thinks he is getting married to a

The real lover is the one who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring Into space Marilyn Monroe November❤❤ Tonight, I'm letting loose, I'm not going to be so uptight, I'm going to have fun because that is what I've been ordered- no commanded to do by a bunch of carrots I call friends. Why are they doing this? It's my birthday and we just finished our exams which by the way, was hectic.

“Well, well... what do we have here? How entertaining,” Dimitri mused silently, sipping his drink from a short distance away. Watching the scene unfold before him was thoroughly amusing. This was the perfect opportunity to pit Leonel and Jefran against each other—an ideal way to ruin Leonel’s life. The woman clinging to Jefran’s arm was Luna—his secret lover. And tonight, she had no qualms about showing herself in public. She walked up to Jefran, gently patted his arm, and whispered something that drew a faint smile from the man’s lips.

“Deal. No matter what happens next week — with the company, with Milan, with any of it — we come back to this. To us.” They fell asleep like that, wrapped around each other, breathing in sync. It was only one night. One small pocket of peace before the storm inevitably returned. But it was enough to remind them both why they were fighting so hard in the first place. Thirty-nine nights. The love was real. The challenges ahead were massive. And for one precious night, they let themselves believe they could survive anything as long as they faced it together.

Amaraielle Grace Stewart is a 24-year-old graduating Tourism Management student who has spent her entire life trying to be the granddaughter her strict grandmother expects her to be. She has a future to build, a reputation to protect, and a life that is supposed to follow all the rules. Until one night at a bar, when one impulsive encounter changes everything. While looking for a quiet moment in the women's restroom, Amara accidentally encounters a dangerously attractive stranger kissing another woman. She decides to mind her own business until moments later, she finds herself alone with him. One look becomes an unexpected kiss. One kiss becomes a moment neither of them can take back. A

“Just promise me he’s not some creep from a bar again or something. You deserve someone who treats you right.” I pursed my lips. “Please. It’s not what you think it is. It was just a hookup. One-night stand, I promise! It won’t happen again.” Diana stops walking abruptly, her grip tightening on my arm. “A one-night stand? Roxette, you’re blushing like you just ran a marathon. That’s not how ‘one-night stands’ work.” “Am I? You're mistaken. It wasn't like that, really. You're wrong this time.” I said defensively.

Summary of In Just One Night Elijah Russo Elijah Russo had everything growing up, he need not work a damn day in his life, but that wasn't enough, he had to run the world and so he made it his life mission to get any and everything almost impossible to have, his. He's a lady's man, he has the body, the brains and he definitely has that junk in the trunk. He's heartless and doesn't do the same woman twice. Gianni Summer