Ares Stories Novels & Stories

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

“Holy shit, you actually believe that folklore crap? Missing people? Probably just idiots who got lost or ran off with their side pieces.” Julie reached back and squeezed my knee, her touch lingering. “Relax, Doris. We’re four strong, healthy young adults. Nothing’s going to happen. We’ll look out for each other. Besides…” She leaned closer, breath warm against my ear. “It’s more exciting this way, don’t you think? A little danger makes everything hotter.” Tyler smirked, his hand resting casually on my thigh now. “Yeah. Live a little, book girl. Or are you scared a big bad monster is going to come eat you?”

she frowned. "Victor is an old story, I broke up with him a couple of months ago." "Okay so who is this Bryan?" Megan pouted her lips and complained, "I told you about him during our video call." Awkwardly clearing her throat, Vanessa defended herself, "Well, I was very busy back then and it was very hectic." When Megan raised her brows, she sighed, "Fine, I had to mute you sometimes because I couldn't really focus when you kept ranting about everything."

“That legend… the Red Fiona. Everyone seems so fascinated by it but. You don’t seem to care much for the story.” He stopped walking so suddenly that I almost ran into him. He turned, his gaze finally meeting mine, and it felt like being struck by lightning. His eyes were dark and intense, holding a depth I couldn’t decipher. “Legends are just stories,” he said, his voice low and firm. “They’re distractions from what’s real. You should focus on surviving here, not on fairy tales.” His words were cold, but there was something else behind them. A warning. “Surviving?” I asked, my brow furrowing. “Is this place that dangerous?”

Nyra It took me two days—and way too much late-night scrolling—to find anything solid about Fantasies. Most of what I found online was vague, broken, or so cryptic it might as well have been written in Morse code. People online just kept repeating the same thing: It’s not for everyone. Which, of course, made me want it more. I was huddled in the break room, elbows on the table, completely absorbed in a thread called “What really happens at Fantasies,” when a voice cut through the silence.

“Says the Alpha who gave his Luna oral sex in dream land.” “That would actually a very interesting story plot.” “Exactly why we should be doing more adventurous things while fucking…to spice up our lives and make good story plots.” “Hmm.” “Yeah, you mentioned one time that Everlery likes writing…she can write erotica stories with what we do and who knows? We might be the inspiration to a bestseller book.”

The image or thought of your cunt been driven wide apart by a hard cock was one of the best feelings in the world. I reached for my boyfriend again. “Do you want him?” Stefan asked and I nodded. I wanted them both. Rob took of his clothes and Stefan guided him to my pussy. “You aren't very big, are you, son?” Stefan asked, taking Rob's small penis in his hands. Rob turned red and looked away. “That's okay, son,” Stefan reassured. “It doesn't make you less of a man.” “T-thanks, Dad.” “You're welcome, son.”

It was celebrated on a low key, my dad knew no one but his brothers, and they were in different continents, my dad was in Asia, Hymas was in Europe while Devon was in Africa, so my step-mom invited some of her friends It was time for departure, they bided each other goodbye and parted ways, my dad and his siblings converged at the location they had diverged from the first time They returned home, each with their reports to their father, of all the results, Hymas came outstanding, he was to be inaugurated 3 weeks later, but the unfortunate happened; the three brothers had gone for battle, together with the overlord, which Hymas was the General of the Army, they had gone to fight against the r

Natasha asked. Astridah hesitated, but when the pressure of keeping the information to herself, she finally broke down and said; “Promise that you won’t tell anyone that I told you this?” “I promise,” Natasha said. “There is a rumour going around that Luyando and the CEO are not biologically related. People say that she was adopted…and that she…she…that she is actually in-love with her brother.” Natasha busted out laughing. “And you believe that nonsense Astridah?” She asked.