Age Of Innocence Author Novels & Stories

The thought of not seeing her for a few days had compelled him to do this. He zoomed in only to be thrown off by her natural beauty. She looked ethereal- too beautiful for this ugly world. He leaned in unconsciously for a closer look, drawn by her beauty. His hand reached out on its own, tracing her features with longing. A few strands had fallen across her face. He ached... yearned to reach through the screen and brush them away, to feel her warmth against his fingertips. She was too innocent for sinful thoughts. Too pure for dark intents. But not for him. His demons saw her as an irresistible seductress. Her innocence fed his ravenous urges, her purity relentlessly tempting him to commit a

He quickly drank the whole contents of the cup in one swig and turned his slightly flushed face to the man behind him. He looked at the man's perfect but extremely cold face, and his heart trembled. He held the man's collar and shook his head slightly while holding back his tears. "I don't want to." His voice was hoarse, but it showed his determination. He was only 19. So young and so innocent, but the world never considered age. Moreover, he sold his body first... Brewster knew the man could decide his fate, but he truly didn't want to strip naked before the lecherous men in the room and be forced to act depraved... He hated it.

Chapter One Anna’s POV The Temptation In Andre Clark Flee the temptations of youth. I’d heard that a million times at Sunday School. My mother had me memorize it every time that it had become a part of my subconscious. Pursue righteousness. If you are going to go down, do it with the right person. My boyfriend. But what was I supposed to do when the temptation was standing right by my window in the middle of the night, the rain thrashing all around him, and a small crate of beer in his hand? Was righteousness supposed to do that?

Nate chuckled along with Levi and said, "look at him. The kid is always shaking." "Am not." Owen muttered feebly but unfortunately, they just laughed harder and even Daisy joined in a little after seeing Owen smile slightly too. They all knew that he was a bit of a wimp. "So what did you do to get in this hell hole, little Daisy?" Levi brought all their attention back to her, needless to say, making her feel a little nervous. "I stole a b-bag and erm- hit a police man when I tried to run away." She said, colour rushing to her face at how weak her crime was compared to all the other people in there with her. It wasn't like she wanted to do anything bigger though.

A kind of innocence which would make anyone fall for it and if not fall then to torment as per desire. His eyes wandered all over her face and finally stopped at her lips which were slightly parted. He noticed that small cut on her pink full lips and he already knew how she got it. His hand automatically made its way towards her mouth. He gently brushed his thumb against the corner of her lips. He was completely drunk that night but he could clearly remember how soft and luscious she had felt and tasted to him that night and that thing made him irrational because after feeling her sweetness, he had started despising just the thought of someone else feeling, touching or tasting her warmth, in

AYRA’S POV: When you lie for the first time and you always have the fear to get caught and then suddenly someone looks at you with suspicion in his eyes dwelling with the breakage of trust inside his orbs, all you feel at that time as if your soul has left your body. That was the same case that happened to me when he walked in the room with that old diary in his hand. When I put that in my bag is with the feeling that I would never have to open it in front of him because he would never be with me on this trip. I had to survive alone and I was eager to complete this book in order to know exactly what had happened.

She dared to remove her mask and face the audience. "My name is Sophia; I am twenty-two years old, and I am a virgin!" She said it with a smile while holding the microphone and removing the light cover she was wearing. Her almost naked body was exposed to the men. She could almost feel the coldness around her. Again, the crowd cheered, and this time there were louder cheers and shouts. She needs to do that to attract even more people to buy her. "So, we have a virgin here! Let's—” "One million!" shouted a man.

At Night Meher's p.o.v I wrapped the bed sheet around my body. I was naked in front of him but I was not feeling embarrassed because I have given up on my shame 7 months ago when I first stripped in front of him. 7 months ago I used to have everything. I used to have a happy life with my brothers. I was a happy teenager until the great businessman Sehreyar Al-Sheikh entered into my life. He made an 18-year teenager his mistress where he was already a 30-year-old grown-up man. After becoming his mistress my happy life is gone. I have nothing with me anymore. I have given up on my self-respect that day when I agreed to be his mistress.

“I was going to show you but now she wears long skirts and dresses.” “Do you think she is being abused?” asked the boy with reading glasses. “After all her father did die and her brother is nothing but a sex offender with money and fancy lawyers to cover all his shit.” “I really don’t know Ken” replied the boy next to him opening his textbook. Tears started dropping down from Miho’s cheeks onto the piece of paper she was drawing on. “Is she crying?” asked Janette moving her head forward to catch a clear look at Miho’s face.

Arthur rubs his temples, the memories crashing over him like waves. Catherina had been methodical, planting seeds of doubt and turning him against Madin one calculated move at a time. She had claimed innocence while subtly stoking Arthur’s guilt over Madin’s jealousy. She had played the role of the victim flawlessly, making Arthur believe he was protecting her and their unborn child. His hands tremble as he recalls it all. He had been a fool, blinded by guilt and the weight of his responsibilities.