Booktok Acronyms Dirty Novels & Stories

If there is another life, I wish I could be born into an ordinary family, and that I could meet you again with a clean slate. I stood there for a long time after finishing the letter. Then, I walked to the window and watched the snow drift down outside. There was no anger, no grief, not even a ripple of emotion. Only an immense, boundless emptiness. So this was the truth. What had fueled all that evil was not some twisted love, but another warped and pitiful soul. I tossed the letter and the brown envelope into the fireplace together. Orange flames swallowed the words in seconds, turning them into ash.

“You wanted me to lose my fucking mind until I couldn’t take it anymore. Until I had my fat cock buried all the way inside you. That’s what you wanted, huh?” He’s so vulgar, so crass, and I shouldn’t like it but my body does. I moan as a rush of wetness coats his penis and he feels it, a pained grin settling on his lips. “My dirty little Abigail,” he murmurs. “Seducing your uncle until he’s scrambling to get his cock out and up this tight cunt.” A particularly harsh thrust follows those words and I wail into my hand which is now filled with bite marks. “Hell knows if I knew I had a niece with a pussy this tight, I’d have hopped on the first flight and come down here the second I divorced my

And so damned hot. She talked about narrative structure and unreliable narrators. I barely heard her. My hand shook as I turned to page 117. When she asked if anyone had an example of a compelling line from erotic literature, I raised my hand. She raised an eyebrow. “Mr. Turner?” I stood and cleared my throat. “He wanted to taste obedience on her tongue.” The class went silent. A couple students chuckled. Someone made a low “damn” sound in the back. She didn’t laugh. She just smiled slowly.

Alex's POV Another useless idle day spent in a boring office full of paperwork and awful bosses who treat me like trash. I was far too annoyed, far too stressed, as I began searching BDSM clubs, submission, and someone else taking control of your life. Somehow it sounded wild yet tugged something within me. The Vault was the name that kept popping up. That was the secret spot where real Doms played rough.

the two dirty minded dunderheads chuckled together making a pregnant Zeke giggle and almost pee due to it too. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * // NOTE FOR THE READERS: DILF is ‘Daddy I would Like to F*ck’. Thank me later for saving precious time and a g****e search for you guys :P

Chloe's POV I thought I was just having a wet dream. I was floating in the heavy, warm darkness after spending half the night writing one of my erotica books. My body was stretched out on tangled sheets and I was wearing nothing but an old cotton T-shirt that had ridden up to my ribs. I thought the book I was writing was affecting my dream because someone was sucking my pussy in the dream. I felt a tongue. Slow and deliberate. It slid from the bottom of my slit up to my clit in one long, dirty lick.

To those who genuinely love this book, I say thank you. You all have been good and kind and I love you all. Looking forward to writing my next project. Love, Author, Dirty Triangle.

Camilla’s POV The air was heavy in the bunker. Every breath felt thick, like the dust was trying to choke me, scraping the back of my throat raw. I could hear the distant hum of the emergency generators struggling to keep the bunker lit, their weak flicker casting long, eerie shadows on the walls. Both Lucien and Fiona’s cries sounded in my ears, a stark difference from the empty silence in my mind, but I couldn’t move. I was paralyzed, rooted to the spot as I realized I’d just done.

“Wait when you say leader, you mean the goddamn boss of the Italian Mafia, as in the most powerful man IN THE ENTIRE FUCKING WORLD!!!” At the end of my sentence, I was literally shouting. Okay so maybe I was overreacting a little bit and maybe I wasn’t being completely honest with my shouting because I wasn’t mad that he was mega powerful, like I’m sure that’s like a super threat or something, but since I’m not involved in the whole Mafia world thing, I could care less if he was the goddamn king of all the mafia’s.

'Maybe you already know everything about him but in your books they've written a half truth. T - They H - Hate E - East M - Men Take care of yourselves, my readers !! Tell me what you like, tell me when I was wrong :-)