Adult Novels & Stories

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

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Eleanor said with a forced smile and the two said nothing as they all went into the campus towards their class, once inside they waited for their teacher to come whereas everyone continued to give weird looks to Eleanor. She even heard a few girls in the corridor whispering about her. "What people can do for money! She's 20 and marrying a 35 year old guy just for more money. Pathetic!" After hearing them she became numb, Titus looked mature but she didn't know he's 35. Fifteen years older than her, what was her father even thinking. She knows nothing about Titus! She was deeply drowned in her thoughts when their teacher entered the class and there was pin drop silence. Eleanor was still in h

MIRANDA Jake, short for nothing because his parents' looked at him the day he was born and said to themselves 'This face looks like a Jake', made up for his boring, simple name with his looks and — above all — his knowledge. I had the pleasure of having a short conversation with him before the class could begin and I learned that he was both well-spoken and the complete opposite of my sister. Whereas she could have ruled a town named 'Grumpyville' her counterpart was all sunshine, rainbows, and freaking unicorns. He smiled more than me and every smile that graced his soft-featured face was nothing short of genuine. He was nineteen but had been teaching self-defense since the age of sixteen w

That makes sense. “So what are you in here for?” I ask Veronica. “Setting my high school on fire.” I raise both my eyebrows. “What?” “Nothing. Nothing at all.” The brown-haired guy sitting beside her says placing his two hands on both her shoulders. “That’s Connor Lord. Age 21, Grade B. He’s in here for selling drugs. Like Lots of ‘em.” “That's it? Just selling drugs?” Do people go to behavioral management schools for that? “And…maybe beating numerous guys half to death because they were late on payments.”

“You mistake pragmatism for sentiment. I didn’t come here to reminisce, Ace.” Ace set his glass down on the desk, leaning back in his chair. “Then why are you here? It’s been what, ten years?” “Twelve,” Kade corrected, stepping closer. “But who’s counting?” Ace didn’t respond. He didn’t need to. The years had been kind to him in some ways—he was wealthier, more powerful—but they had also been cruel. The scars of his past, both literal and figurative, were never far from the surface. And now, it seemed, the past had come calling.

I smile at the sarcastic explanation from the bald driver with a huge mustache, who has no idea who I am or where I came from. “Yes… maybe.” “Keep your head up. Love is like that—ice at first, and fire when it’s ready,” he explains thoughtfully, indifferent, as if his heart had been shaped that way at some point in his life. The driver keeps rambling, continuing with his love metaphors until I finally arrive. “See you. May everything work out for you,” he says goodbye warmly and slowly. I thank him politely and almost fly toward the apartment. “Hi Estela, come in… come in,” Mark is waiting at the door in a white pullover and black jeans. The bastard is so built that his tattoos show through

“It was just… fun.” “Do you play basketball even now?” Aki-chan asked. “No. I don’t have the time for that now.” I sighed. “I’ve become an adult, haven’t I?” “Who? You?” Hiro-san scoffed. I ignored him. “Ah, Nii-san, what time are you going to work tomorrow?” “07:00 am. Want to go together?” “Yes. Till the Convenience Store. I have a client to meet.” I continued eating. “Adult.” Aki-chan echoed.

Carminati made the call to let Jordan know Aaron was waiting. A few minutes later, the office door opened, and Janette greeted him with a smile. “Aaron!” she said, as if she hadn’t seen him in years. He honestly had no idea how old she was, but she appeared to be in her mid-fifties. Still fit and capable of decapitating a Vampire by any means necessary, though she’d always been known for her axe-wielding ability, the Hunter Leader was one of the most kind, considerate people he’d ever worked with.

Most settlements were destroyed this way as my grandmother told me, leaving only three large cities in the entire world, the Hawks which is around Asia, Haven Point in Africa and A****n in America; which is where I and Elsa stay. The rest of the world is dead, more like a forgotten desert with little or no presence of plant life or water. In A****n, we are all expected to belong to a particular group from age eighteen. Elsa and I turned eighteen a few weeks ago and we have to take the final test that will earn us spots in the Foraging group among the Farmers. We have been attending lessons all our lives and today we will no longer be students but working adult