Casual Denial Novels & Stories

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Timone grinned, nodding like an overexcited puppy. “Fine,” I said, dragging a fresh shirt over my head. “He made me do drills. Then he got in my face. Told me I was lazy. That I shouldn’t mistake him picking on me for anything else. You know. Classic denial bullshit. So I—kinda—threw it back at him.” Timone perked up of course the pervert would be interested in a conversation like this. He was a dude afterall “Threw what back?” “I said maybe he was just pissed I hadn’t sucked his cock yet.”

A habit that the two people cannot get rid of is how to find their own pleasure but whatever it is. Deny is very happy, and can't wait for a game with cute girls.

asked Deny in a rather harsh tone, disappointment evident. The manager explained politely, "Sorry, Mr. Deny. This car will belong to the person who can pay it off first. So, the question is, who will pay it off first?" Although disappointed, Deny realized that he had to remain calm and try to convince the Manager to reconsider his decision. With patience, he tried to present his argument.

“He’s not someone you should trust.” “Tell me what happened between you two.” Julie insisted, her tone growing insistent. “I deserve to know. You’re not making any sense.” Den’s jaw tightened. He ran a hand through his hair, a nervous gesture that betrayed the turmoil brewing beneath his calm facade. “It’s not something I can talk about, Julie.” he said, his voice firm. “Just… be careful, okay?” Their conversation was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door. Angela, Den’s fiancée, stood in the doorway, her features a mask of icy disapproval. She looked at them, her eyes narrowing as she took in the scene before her.

Cass said. "And the second?" I asked. I was kind of on board already. It was sort of romantic how she put it. We had planned our honeymoon trip to Europe, so all of the romantic elements that entailed certainly added to the thought of making it all special. And I truly wanted it to be special. "Well. I know denial is sort of a thing you're having," Cassandra said. "Imagine how pent-up you'd be! You would probably knock me up on your first try!"

“By choosing us when it’s inconvenient.” Not when it stabilizes stock. Not when it counters scandal. But when it costs something. Cassian absorbed that quietly. Because this time, he understood the weight. “I will,” he said. Not a promise. A decision forming. Outside, headlines shifted again. Vivian Harrington released a carefully worded denial. But for the first time since she entered the game She wasn’t in control of the narrative. Inside the apartment, two former spouses stood inches apart. The war wasn’t over.

A stain that would last for a very long time. Something flickered in Logan’s eyes, but when he looked at the empty desk, whatever light remained in him went out completely. “Leave. If you stay any longer, Tommy will miss his registration.” Finally rejected, Jenny muttered bitterly outside the door, “So what if that little bastard died? It’s just his bad luck. It’s nothing compared to how important my child is…” No sooner had the words left her mouth than the door swung open from the inside. Jenny looked up, alarmed, only to meet Logan’s icy gaze.

[ Seducing a married man ] The book will be continued from where She Denied is concluded. Unsigned book isn't visible on the app. You can go to the browser and then check the book 2

Jude: That's cool, we all go through denial at some point in life. Cocky much? Me: Good night, asshole. I send that one then switch off my phone, successively blocking his arrogant ass for the night. I never want Monday to get here, and now I have one more reason. Ugh.