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TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

For a few minutes, there was nothing but silence apart from their fighting breath and the faint spluttering of the extinguished fire. He turned over onto his back, and drew her in close to him, and reached around from where they lay on the armchair, for a soft throw to cover the two of them, then he kissed her sweaty forehead. "The story," she yawned, long and sleepily, "ended like that, then?"Kaelen nuzzled into her skin, grinning. "I suspect the author's conclusion was far less satisfying." He wrapped his arms around her once more. "The Library is closed for the night. Sleep."

"Don't contact me anymore, Hubert. You're right. Your family wanted you to stay in Jethroville, so just stay put there. "As for my parents, since they think I have a bright future ahead, they can go ahead and keep thinking that. "I don't need parents, and I don't need that so-called family. From the moment I sold the apartment, Kathleen Holloway became an orphan. "Don't text me again." I tapped the send button, then blocked that number and powered off my phone. The sunlight outside the window was just right, filtering through the leaves and scattering patches of light across the room. I opened the textbook on my desk and turned my attention to it.

I cut him off. "Then it's fine. Is there anything you wanna do? Do you have any homework?" "I do, but I didn't bring any of my stuff." In the end, we just decided to watch some movies. After our talk last night, I kinda felt awkward. We're closer now, right? I mean, he told me some stuff about himself, so wouldn't it be fair if I told him something about myself too? Still, I don't think it's really the right time. I need to find the perfect timing to tell him about my illness. It would be better if I were honest about only talking to him because he has colors.

And the story ended not with resolution, but with continuation— unfair, unfinished, and real. —End—

He claimed that I wasn't like other girlfriends—calm and understanding. So, of course, he was surprised I didn't even get angry about him getting engaged to someone else. Maybe he realized he had gone too far, because he kept explaining. "Scarlett, I knew you'd understand. Don't worry. Once this is over, we'll get married. Beatrice only has a month or two left." I looked down at the roses in my hand, and a dull ache tugged at my chest. "Okay." I nodded again without the slightest hesitation.

“You scared the poor boy, dude.” That was the first response he got from Damien Lau after he finished telling the whole story. The doctor visited him today, and he served some mineral waters to him. He was just a bachelor who didn’t really care about food at home and only had mineral waters with him. Despite being a bad host, the painter still dared to pour his heart out by telling the story that bothered him since yesterday. Yeah, he had told his friend about his ‘experience’ with his student yesterday.

The message contained a blurry video of more than ten seconds. When I opened it, I froze instantly. The video was shot from a long distance across the building, with the camera pointed directly at our bedroom. In the frame, I was alone, struggling to free myself from under the bed. There was no second person, no suggestive posture, no improper action—only an ordinary person’s embarrassed scene of being stuck and saving herself. But because of the tricky shooting angle and deliberate cropping, it could easily be misinterpreted by people who did not know the truth.

Hey, thank you for reading the story. The story is complete, but there might be some plot holes, some parts may not make sense, or some details that may need clarification. But don’t worry, I will edit the book to fix any errors and make it even better, but I appreciate your support and feedback if you are reading the unedited version of the book. Feel free to reach out with any comments or suggestions you may have as I work on improving the story for its final version. Thank you for being a part of this journey with me!