Cringe Worthy Book Novels & Stories

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A book fell from a bookshelf before the shelves’ bottom support succumbed and books cascaded down into a pile. In the living room, another narrow crack snaked across the ceiling. The ceiling creaked, its cracks spreading, until it came apart. Several cardboard boxes from the attic crashed down into the living room floor. The boxes split apart and photographs poured across the carpet. V One minute, Jake Grant drove over the River Bridge. The next, water submerged everything and his car became a water-filled steel prison. He sucked in his next breath almost without thinking. The heavy dose of oxygen sustained him as he instinctively fought his way out. He pushed and kicked against the force th

I covered my mouth immediately with my other hand while I bucked my hips and fuck into my palm. His dirty words pushed me over the edge. I couldn't continue looking at him. With my eyes closed my head fell back and I came hard with a choked moan,jets of cum spurt out across my stomach and chest. My body shook as I rode it out, humiliated and insanely turned on. Professor Richard smiled like the devil himself as I sat there panting, covered in my own mess. He handed me a box of tissues like this was completely normal. “Very good start, Jackson. Clean up and get dressed. Come see me after class on Monday. We’ll discuss the terms of your… continued extra credit.”

He didn’t say anything, he just followed. We arrived at the receptionist desk and explained everything, her response just made everything worse. “Our apologies for the inconvenience, but your room was double booked.” “ What do you mean double booked,” I clutched my fist trying to not yell. “ I’m not sure how to explain it, but looks like we had glitch in the system. And if we draw back to who booked it first…he did.” “Okay… okay. Can I book another room please?” I asked, trying to stay calm.

Her voice starts to rise. “This place is cutthroat. Nobody has your back except yourself, and you need to start realizing it now. They will only give you respect in two ways. One, if the club announces you to everyone that you're Warrick's old lady, or two, when you split a bitch's head open and everyone learns of it.” “Those crow eaters have bad nerves. You'll need to put her in her place before she makes you look weak to everyone. Old ladies ain't weak, especially not a president's old lady.”

Guilt tore through me, but it only made me wetter. “Adrian… we have to stop,” I whimpered, even as I pushed back against his cock. “This is too wrong… even for us.” He reached around and rubbed my clit fast, pounding me deeper. “Then why is this pussy creaming so hard around me? You love being my dirty little secret on my wedding day, don’t you?” “Yes… fuck, yes I do,” I moaned, completely losing myself. “I’m such a horrible person… but I need your cock.”

Some people even defended Elaine, going to George to complain that since Elaine had published in academic journals as a freshman, why hadn't he chosen her instead? George had only responded with one sentence. "I don't take manipulative students." Elaine had stolen that paper from me and published it under her name. However, I hadn't explained a word, because even if I had, no one in the family would have believed me. Before returning to the Wilde family, I had grown up in the countryside, and Mom often said that people from rural areas had dirty habits, and who knew what bad behaviors I'd picked up? Andreas shook his head and said, "Even when I offered to donate 200 million in funding, Profe

It supported and held my body perfectly, sculpted to every curve of my body like it was moulded intentionally. I picked up the black leather binder, flicking through the numerous pages of passwords, codes and phone numbers. It was easy to get logged into my sleek computer, checking my emails and meetings for the upcoming week. Before long it was ten o’clock and I was sitting in the most bland and uneventful meeting of the day. Each member of staff eyed me up competitively. The room reeked of ego and distaste and you could almost smell the jealousy radiating from each person around the large table.

My vision went red. “Or,” he finished, “you can get your life in order and move on from a lying, cheating bitch. It's been three years, grow a fucking pair.” I lunged. But the elders stepped in front of me, hands raised, refusing to meet my eyes. I saw it then. What they were thinking. An alpha. Broken. Pathetic. Locked in a bathroom, jerking off to p**n like a coward. The room finally stopped spinning. And that somehow made it worse.