Romans & histoires Books About One Night Stands

“I know violet. I don’t drink or even go clubbing. I only wanted to…” “Have a one night stand” she cuts in. “Yes but it’s not though simple. I always thought my first time would be with someone I love…I wouldn’t want to remember my one night stand with a stranger” Violets smirks. “Then don’t. Just drink and you are going to forget about it.” Everything in me says it’s a bad idea. But she’s right. I wanted this. Just one night and it will be over. My fingers tightened around the glass. “You’re right!” I say before lifting the drink to my lips.

But despite knowing this I can't help but feel even more hurt and betrayed. *Come on Stacy. It was just a one night stand. It shouldn't mean anything.* I tell myself. But that doesn't make it hurt any less. Rather it digs the knife deeper into my chest. " It was just a One Night Stand, Nica. Nothing worth putting so much though into it,” I tell her and she shrugs. " How do you feel about having a new father?” "I'm not having a new father!” I snap and she flinches. I sigh and bury my face into my palms, resisting the urge to scream. " Sorry Nica, I'm just overwhelmed by everything going on. It's just too much to take in.”

My wolf stirred uneasily, but I ignored her. It’s just fun, I told myself. One night. One man. Nothing binding. When the song ended, I was breathless, my cheeks hot. He leaned in, lips near my ear. “Come with me. Hotel across the street. No strings. Just fun.” My heart stuttered. A one-night stand. I’d never done it. Never dared. Wolves didn’t. But wasn’t that the point? Tonight wasn’t about what wolves did. It was about what I did.

He seemed so confident. "What if you start to date her, she comes in the house and sees me smiling at her," I said, feeling creeped out by this whole idea. "Well..." Aaron said, sort of looking away. Oh gross, he just wanted to fuck this girl once! He was asking me to help him set up a one night stand or something. She'd never see the inside of our house because she'd only see the back seat of his car. "Of fucking nasty Aaron, you are a pig," I said. Well Nicole, you might say, don't you have a lot of one-night stands in college? Don't you have something of a reputation for being a slut? Well maybe I do, but that is beside the point.

If Regan ever learned how we met, she’d either laugh herself silly or refuse to believe I was telling the truth. The idea of the serious, prefers-the-quiet-of-living-in-a-cabin-in-the-woods-with-books-for-company Savannah Blackshaw going prowling for a one-night stand is impossible to imagine. Even now I struggle to believe it happened. “Well, we met in a bar, and we hit it off.” I told him I wanted a one-night stand, no strings attached. He bought me a drink and slipped his hand under my skirt. I came that first time in a dark corner booth with the people all around us none the wiser.

I thought my one-night stand with a stranger ended when I slipped out of that hotel room before sunrise. Turns out I was wrong. “Good morning, I’m Professor Howard and I’ll be taking you Psychology from now on.” Those were the only words I heard, and I forgot how to breathe. *** Two weeks earlier… “Finally, my back aches,” Ela exclaimed, dropping her suitcase beside the hotel bed. “Texas heat is no joke. You sure Ethan doesn’t know you’re coming?”

I felt as if I were standing on two separate cliffs, and the bridge between them was fragile. The night felt long, even though the clock's hands only ticked by a fraction. The bedside table lamp cast a soft light, just enough to keep the pages of the book in my hands legible. Dylan sat in the chair by the window, the position he always chose when he was reading with me. His hands moved occasionally—either smoothing his hair or lightly tapping the back of the chair with his fingers. I read, but my eyes couldn't quite grasp the words. Another thought filled the empty space in my head, the desire to say something. I want the world to know about us.

“It’s okay.Don’t worry about it.I’ll be fine.” “I do like knowing that I was the cause of it though.” She lightly smacked him on the chest. They stayed like that for a while until the alarm went off and he had to go get ready for work. ***************** Jasmine stood in front of an hotel and sighed,heavily. Ever since she hooked up with a man for money for the first time,she found herself going back to it,hooking up with different men. She found this job easier to do as regards to making money but she didn’t like this particular man she was meeting with tonight.

It was already 10:00 AM, and Liam was standing outside the door. How on earth did I sleep so deeply? I stood up and called out to her, but I got no response. Last night, I kept using the fake name she gave because didn’t want to get her spooked. But not anymore. I’m using her real name this morning, she needs to know that I know everything. I checked the bathroom and balcony but she wasn’t there, I couldn’t even find any of her things lying around. It’s right to assume that she had left this room while I was asleep. I guess she meant it when she said that she wanted this to be a one-night stand. I don’t usually sleep this deeply, I guess I got drained last night. I was hoping to have a few w

I can’t believe that one night could change my whole life forever. A one-night-stand with Lysander Hitwell of all people? Why does it have to be him? Why can’t it be just someone who’s average… normal? This wouldn’t have happened if he wasn't so powerful. If he doesn’t have a sacred bloodline to protect. I heaved a deep sigh. We have the tickets. One-way. Rich booked them, and all we have to do now is leave the country. But it doesn’t feel that simple. Not when I know Alpha Reginald could still find me.