Cringe Worthy Book Novels & Stories

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Vivian POV The streetlights flicker as I hurry home, Tyler Grayson’s words clawing at my mind like a song I can’t unhear. “You’re not what you think you are.” What does that even mean? My sneakers slap the pavement, the rhythm too fast, too frantic, matching the hum buzzing under my skin. It hasn’t stopped since I left the field, that strange, electric pulse that feels alive, like it’s trying to break free. I’m Vivian Harper, the girl who fades into the background at Westbridge High, not someone with secrets worth cryptic warnings. But as the sky darkens, the air heavy with the scent of rain and something wilder, I’m not so sure.

Valerie standing frozen in the background, face pale. My grip tightened. The tablet case cracked under my fingers. I hurled it across the room, and it hit the wall with a satisfying crunch. “Eight years without an Alpha,” I snarled, voice rising. “And he’s been playing golden boy the whole time? Businessman of the year? $12 million a month? While I scraped by on blood and contracts?” I paced, boots thudding against the hardwood. My wolf clawed at the inside of my skin, snarling.

"You know, Ethan, there are people in this room who have spent twenty years studying business and still wouldn't have caught what you caught." I looked toward Sophia but she wasn't looking at me at the moment. "I don't want trouble." Victor followed my gaze. "Interesting." "What?" "You didn't say you don't want credit." I looked at him. "I don't." That seemed to interest him even more, but before he could respond, Richard approached. His expression was strained "Mr. Lang." Victor turned. "Richard." "I hope everything is satisfactory." Victor smiled politely. "Your daughter is impressive."

Arrogant just stared at Grace without emotion; which if she was honest, unnerved her. The order was put on the priority list and within a couple of minutes, the Cheesecakes were ready. Taking a bite of one at the counter, Mr. Arrogant scrunched his brows then casually tossed it behind him. It took a moment for Grace to realize he had tossed a $45 cheesecake with half a bite taken from it into the bin. That was half of her daily wage tossed into the bin. If someone who was obviously wealthy did something similar, she would have only felt envy since that person would be far above her in life but someone who was supposed to be on her level... Grace was pissed.

"Is it double cringe or is Riley just being oversensitive?" Lake considered this with the kind of serious attention most people reserved for life-or-death decisions. "I think it's contextually appropriate cringe," he said finally. "Which makes it effective storytelling even if it's uncomfortable to watch." "Thank you!" Ollie crowed triumphantly. "See, Lake gets it. You're just being a baby about secondhand embarrassment." "I'm not being a baby," Riley protested. "I just have standards for my entertainment." "Your standards are too high. That's why you never like anything."

I just wanted to kiss my wife’s hot mouth. *** *Screaming * crying * laughing. This chapter is cringe, corny, cute and hilarious. I hope you all like the chapter. Please let me know in the comments. Thank you Buh bye.

Jenny asked the boy. Craig puffed out his chest, his eyes glinting with a precocious cruelty. “They should kneel in the mud and submit to me. I am a merciful wolf.” Even though he was a child, the predatory coldness in his gaze was unmistakable. Avery had initially thought Jenny was merely a misguided protector of the weak. She had respected the reputation of the orphan-guardian. But as she watched the woman’s eyes, Avery realized the truth. Jenny and Craig were cut from the same pelt—malicious, manipulative, and rotten to the core. Their fundamental values were a mockery of the Pack Law.

“This is your last warning to speak –“ Britney and I , watch in absolute horror as a small wave of some sort emits from her hands which begins to float towards us. Andrew is the first to come into contact with it , and this making him fall to the fall with a heavy thud. I rise from my bed , watching as Britney also fall unconscious by it’s touch – my sudden movement earns me a growl from the wolf. I start backing away , trying my hardest to not end up like either of the unconscious people around me. My back hits against the cave wall , I am trapped. The wave reaches me , immediately I am engulfed in the most peaceful and warmest feeling ever – like cuddling up with your parents on a cold nig

The kind of smirk that said you'll be dripping down your thighs before breakfast is done. He was right. And I was seconds from breaking in front of my best friend. I couldn't take it anymore. "I—uh, I'll grab some more juice," I muttered, pushing back from the table, hoping Layla wouldn't notice the shake in my voice. She barely looked up. "Cool, grab me some too?" "Sure," I breathed, practically fleeing into the kitchen. I gripped the counter, trying to catch my breath. My thighs were sticky, aching. That man was going to ruin me—and I didn't even want to stop him.