Arti One Night Stand Novels & Stories

I felt Art’s gaze on me, but I didn’t turn to look at him. “How will you approach him?” Art asked. I laughed, finding it a good question. “I don’t know,” I admitted, scratching my head. I would look foolish if I told him I wanted him to take responsibility for what had happened between us. Besides, in countries like this, one-night stands seemed to be normal. Gabriel had also mentioned that Sir Aron was a womanizer, so there were surely other women who had used that to get close to him. When we got home, I prepared the food we had bought. I placed everything on the table and was grateful that there was a spoon included.

she said continuously without a breath. I successfully opened my door and closed it immediately. I slumped on the floor, the feel of my condo unit makes me always feel safe. "Who is that man, Calliana?! When I asked him where were you, he told me your safe and I shouldn't worry. And then I asked his name and girl, did you just have a one night stand with the most sought bachelor of 21st century?" she squealed. "Women will crawl and kneel for a one night stand with a Zeigler! A Zeigler, Calliana!"

"Am Adrian, Oh, forgive my bad manners, am Madison, That was a mistake, I know where we can take this, it's positive, I'm pregnant, Adrian that's my baby daddy" Everything from five years ago became clear in my head, I had a one-night stand with a stranger and he happened to be Adrian, my ex-boyfriend's best friend. My head began to ache, I couldn't take it anymore, I couldn't understand everything, and my world began to darken as I felt myself slip to the floor. ********* Everyone was wearing black, sunglasses in their eyes, different roses in their hands as we watched Xavier's coffin being laid in the ground. My heart broke knowing I would never see Xavier or hear his voice, I wish time co

"Thank you. Can I ask you something?" He nodded, still holding me in his embrace. Being in his arms, I felt so safe. I hated that every time I'm in his arms, the mystery guy of the one night stand popped in my head. It's unfair to Flynn. Why the hell do I still have feelings for a guy I only had a one night stand with while I'm in a relationship? Is it considered cheating? Gosh, I hope not. "How many of the women inside have you had a one night stand with. Excluding your mother and sister." I asked in a whisper.

The rest of the night passed so fast, and it was the morning of my father’s wedding. I stood beside him as he beamed with joy. I had never seen him this happy since the incident, and I tried not to ruin it. I stood behind him as the best man, and the bride walked towards him. My eyes settled on the brunette behind the bride, and I held my breath. She looked so familiar, just like the girl from yesterday, but I wasn’t so sure it was her just yet. As soon as she stood beside me, we made contact, and she gasped, confirming that she was indeed my one-night stand from last night.

Bianca burst out in laughter. “Ew! Minus a hundred points for being cringe.” She¹ shot out her tongue in disgust and Aria chuckled. “What kind of dorky guy leaves a thank you note after a one night stand? That doesn’t sound like something a hot guy would do, are you sure he was hot Aria?” Aria nodded, she wasn’t more sure of anything in her entire life. “Yes, he was dreamy. And he has so many mysterious tattoos and ‘it’ was huge.” Aria explained, whispering the last part like it was a taboo to speak.

Aria clocked out at 2:17 AM, the smell of spilled beer and cheap perfume clinging to her skin. Working nights at Velvet Hour, a busy cocktail bar in West Hollywood, paid the bills between big OnlyFans months. The tips were decent, the hours flexible, and it kept her grounded in the real world, the one where she was just Aria Vale, a 24-year-old girl pouring drinks and smiling at strangers who would never know what she did behind closed doors.

one fucking her pussy, one fucking her ass, one down her throat, two sucking her breasts with that devastating intensity, and one painting the entire scene. An art dealer paid seventy-five thousand for a weekend where Luna lived as a human sculpture in her mansion...naked and positioned on a pedestal in the main gallery, while party guests could touch and examine her. By the end of the weekend, Luna had been fucked by twenty different people while maintaining her "sculpture" pose. A famous actor paid one hundred thousand for a private film shoot where the six artists fucked Luna in every position imaginable while Robert's cameras captured everything for the actor's personal collection.

I also changed my sheets and put on a load of laundry. It took the rest of the day for me to finish my work so I decided to check on Arturo. Arturo was standing shirtless as he chugs down the water bottle. His sweat was glistening in the sun and I couldn't help but stare at his adam's apple as it moves while he drinks the water. Arturo put the water down and met my gaze. I let out a shocked gasp and turned my back to Arturo, embarrassed that I was caught staring again.

The moon watched, silent witness to their secrets, as the forest closed in around her. And so, she stood divided, her loyalty tested, and her heart entangled in a web of desire and betrayal. The night held its breath, waiting for the dawn to reveal what lay ahead. Time, it unveils! ************************************************* Guess it's true, I'm not good at a one-night stand But I still need love 'cause I'm just a man These nights never seem to go to plan I don't want you to leave, will you hold my hand? Oh, won't you stay with me?