Alone In The Movie Novels & Stories

The carousel was still there, spinning round as if nothing had changed. I bought a ticket and sat on the same familiar horse. The wind blew against my face. I closed my eyes. For a moment, I could still hear my daughter's laughter… and David warning me, "Be careful." This time, no one was with me. I rode alone. A wave of dizziness washed over me. I knew death was near. I forced my eyes open, but the world grew more and more blurred. With trembling hands, I pulled out my phone and used the last of my strength to dial a number I had not called in years.

Mine buzzed at the same time, and a screenshot of a chat appeared. Rosa texted, "Hey honey, I'm so hungry for your carrot right now." Dominic replied, "Wait for me." The attached photo showed Rosa in black fishnet bunny lingerie, sitting suggestively on the floor, with a fluffy white tail peeking behind her. Her gaze was seductive as she stared into the camera. Seconds later, my phone rang. Dominic's voice was breathless. "Sorry, Yvonne. A big client just came—"

~~~ *** ~~SERENA~~ *** Being alone means learning how to party on your own. And not just the kind of party where you’re scrolling through your phone in bed with your legs tangled in a blanket and crumbs from a chocolate bar stuck to your collarbone. No. This is a full-blown, stand-on-the-coffee-table, blast-the-record-player party. Sober. Alone.

Just the unmistakable elegance of an envelope sealed in wax bearing a crescent moon. Her hands trembled as she opened it. “I know where he is. I can show you where, if you come to the Northside. Alone. Tell no one. Or you’ll lose your chance to save him.” There was no name, and the note wasn’t signed, but she knew who it was talking about. It was Aaron. The anonymous sender knew where to find Aaron and wanted to meet up alone to take her to him. There was only one condition: that she go north alone.

Li Han stood up along with Yo Han and Yo Sun by his side, they stood too close to him but Li Han just ignored it. As they made their way to the theatre, Li Han noticed people looking at him strangely. Some even stared before whispering to one another. He wondered if it was because two large alphas were walking beside him—a beta—which reminded Li Han that he was nothing special in this extraordinary world. But no. After observing what was really causing the whispers, he finally said to the twins— "Take your hands away from under my shirt" Li Han thoroughly enjoyed the movie even though it wasn't particularly his favourite genre but the twins liked watching Li Han's reaction the most. They had

All that mattered to him was appearances, and I'd just destroyed those appearances spectacularly. Fresh sobs tore through me at the thought, my chest heaving painfully. I pressed my face harder into the pillow, trying to muffle the sounds, trying to contain the breakdown even though there was no one to hear me, no one to disturb. I was alone. Completely, utterly alone. Even with Orion across the hall, even in this beautiful penthouse, even with the promise that I was safe now—I felt desperately, terrifyingly alone.

He was locked out in the cold, in the mud, with no money, no woman, and no future. He was entirely, completely alone. Adrian let out a long, ragged sob, curling into a ball in the mud at the base of the impenetrable wall. Inside the warm, secure command center, Maya set her tea down. She looked at the digital clock on the wall, the red numbers glowing brightly in the dim room.

For three years, I'd had a crush on Yale Lawson. He sat behind me in class, and whenever he didn't understand something, he'd kick the back of my chair. I would immediately hand over my notebook, every page packed with detailed notes. I'd always thought it was our little unspoken understanding. Then yesterday, I came across a post on the school forum. [Did Yale Lawson suddenly start studying because he's trying to get Xandra Xane, the prettiest girl in school?] [Obviously. Xandra just said she wants to go to Southern University, and now Yale's checking their admissions scores. The school bad boy hitting the books for love? I'm obsessed.] [But hasn't he been asking Zoe Shaw, the top student i

Both of them went still. The movie kept playing, dialogue tinny and distant. The lamp hummed, the house settled around them. In the sudden pocket of stillness the fact of their aloneness became enormous. Parents on the water, they had hours before anyone would pull into the driveway. The two of them on this couch with the smell of her arousal starting to rise faintly in the warm air and the clear evidence of his cock straining toward her.

“Good. That’s what I wanted. Just one night where you can breathe and not think about all the bullshit. You look happy right now. I like seeing you like this.” I took a sip of wine and nodded. “I am. A little. It feels good to sit here and not be scared or angry for five minutes.” We talked about normal things for a while. Work, food, random stories. I laughed at one of his jokes and actually meant it. Then my eyes drifted to the table right next to ours. Alan sat there alone. He looked hot as fuck. Black shirt unbuttoned at the top showing a hint of chest. Hair perfectly messy, his eyes dark and locked straight on me.