Arya Intimacy Novels & Stories

I only prayed for the best for all of us. " please don't mind Faryah, she talks a lot" I heard Raihanna say as I sat opposite her and offered her a juice box. She was a very beautiful woman. The first time I saw her, I was amazed. Her dark skin and beautiful smile were amazing. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about her. She was a daughter of a friend of Ummah's. They were Nigerians and Masha Allah, they were really beautiful. I felt something for her and I really wanted to get to know her more. " It's fine, she's a nice woman, her husband is at work or something?" I asked as I fully focused on her. " Uhh, her husband, well honestly all that is a very long story" She answered as she dropped

Aria always did that—always said please and thank you, always made eye contact, always treated people like they mattered. Aria had pulled out her notebook, probably working on homework during lunch. I could see her biting her lip in concentration, the way she always did when she was focused. Her pencil moved across the page, and even from here, I could see the little doodles in the margins—stars and flowers, delicate and careful. "Seriously, what are you staring at?" Ryan asked, following my gaze. "Oh. The fat girl. Dude, why do you keep—" "Don't," I said sharply, my voice low and dangerous. "Don't call her that."

something SURREAL. Serene felt herself bold and confident when he was around. She wanted to do all those things that normal teenagers do with no reins of suffocation. ....She wanted to drink, hug , party , dance, kiss , travel , date , make friends and most importantly She wanted to have a taste .... A TASTE OF SIN. With Rowan she felt her heart raging and racing against her chest to meet his companion which she could subtly see in Rowan. This thought made her tighten her arms around him and when this gesture was returned she smiled and drifted into passion

"This is my work and I've been on it for a very long time now. What I meant to say was that..... We can never separate them, no one in this world will be able to do that. In fact, we can't make him forget her likewise the other side too. The love between them is very strong, they both are inseparable." I know that too, I had witnessed it. It always ponder me, what's so special about that girl! I don't know why everyone adores her so much. Even Fatima could fight anyone because of her, I wonder what's with her. What has Aryan seen in her that makes him go crazy whenever she's around him even after loosing his memory? Whenever I think about it, I just can't pinpoint what it's. Sometimes I fe

Erikka had already pulled her inside before she could even mutter even one word of refusal. Erikka had always been the carefree one between them. She loves partying, going out with friends, having boyfriends every now and then, updating her whole life all over the social media Ara could name off. Then there’s her, she just likes to stay in-home doing her private things like reading romance books, spending time in the backyard or going to malls to buy something to eat or collect. They are the polar opposite of one another, yet their friendship has been stronger than any intimate relationship they both had in the recent past.

"Why? You won't be able to resist my hotness if I did?" She laughed again and slapped my hand away from her. "You're practically a walking parasite so hands off, will you?" I raised my eyebrow at her fierceness but then corrected, "A sexy walking parasite." She rolled her eyes and then raised his hand up. "I, Natasha Greene, only dated this immoral bitch parasite in front of me for only a month due to the reason that she's a horrible evolution of a bisexual woman," she vowed and then offered her hand down. "Happy now, Arisa?"

Careful Aria sat in the tub, then turned on the water. A breath leaves her lips when she feels the cold water going down her skin. With that, she opened her eyes and grabbed her soap, before rubbing it on her body. Her mind went back to Angelo, making her blush. Angelo is someone Aria has no idea about, he always act big in front of people but acts like a baby for her. A sigh left her lips when she remembered that he was away for two days. When Aria was done with her bath, she grabbed her brown towel and made her way out of the door.

I couldn't believe that the only friend I had, someone with whom we had so many lovely childhood memories together, was in bed with my husband. I didn't want to look at them again, so I rushed downstairs and sat immediately on the cushion. The tears I've been struggling to hold flowed as I poured out my heart in pain. I had never expected this kind of betrayal from Eva—She was like a sister to me. "Crying won't solve your problems Arya…you should just take it as your fate.” I turned to look at her, she was wearing one of Kian's long sleeve shirts. Seeing her in his clothes got me so angry that I rushed to attack her but she stopped and pushed me away.

The scent was faint and could easily be overlooked but he recognized it. Arousal incence. A surge of unease mixed with anger coursed through him— his opponent was more prepared than he thought .Arousal incence was an aphrodisiac but it was very stronger than the normal type of aphrodisiac and coupled with the irresistible woman on the bed, he was losing his restraint. He reached out his hand brushing her cheek. Her skin was burning with need. She didn't pull away, in fact, she leaned into his touch and inhaled his smell like a pet who was lost but had ound her owner.

She hurried into the elevator, excitement bubbling in her chest as she headed toward the room number Cael had given her. The thought of finally being with Brother Kendrick sent waves of longing through her. Her body felt strangely warm, a light sweat forming on her skin. A peculiar itch curled in the pit of her stomach, unfamiliar and urgent. Ariana had never experienced intimacy before, so she didn’t immediately realize what was happening. She thought—perhaps she was just too excited. Swiping the keycard, she pushed the door open—only to see a man stepping out to greet her. He was short and stocky, his skin dark, his facial features coarse and unpleasant.