Cursed Bathroom Novels & Stories

I was in the office bathroom stall when I heard them trash-talking me. The intern I'd trained for three months whined, "She's a heartless witch—like a robot with zero brain cells." I was about to swing the door open when another voice jumped in, laughing. "Documents incomplete." "Receipts don't match." "No signature? Denied." "Seriously, we've all memorized the freaking rulebot's script!" Once they were gone, I headed back to my desk. The intern stormed in and slammed a fat stack of reimbursement forms in front of me. "Don't go on another power trip and block everyone's claims." I skimmed the obviously fake receipts. Normally, I'd tear into her. But this time, I just smiled. "My head's killing me. Can't read the fine print."

I create a fake account, add Lucas Bennett's lover, and then help her with advice and strategy. "A little drama keeps the spark alive. If you don't stir things up now and then, how else will he remember to pay attention to you?" So on my birthday, he spends an hour in the bathroom coaxing her to eat. On our fifth anniversary, Lucas sneaks off to a hotel and spends an hour tangled up with her. Lucas spends less time with me, but their relationship grows stronger. On the night of the company banquet, when Lucas is entertaining important clients, I tell her, "Lucas' girlfriend will be there too. If you don't ruin this contract, they'll be tied together forever." That evening, she picks up a glass of red wine and dumps it over my head. Lucas, who's been fawning over my dad, completely lost his composure.

Waking up in an unfamiliar place (Hotel), Meifeng found herself bare and cold, with pain scattered all over her body. Unable to recall how she got there, her mind filled with horrified thoughts, as a shiver ran through her spine. Just then the door of the bathroom attached to the room opened, revealing a man wearing black bathrobe. Her eyes widened, shock evident on her face as she pointed towards him, “Yo…You…” She stuttered. Instantly panicked about the girl, he ran towards the bed, trying to touch her face, only to see her flinch in fear and drill herself in duvet in the next second. Wrapping herself like a sushi, the girl only revealed her eyes, which darted towards the messy condition of the room with clothes scattered all over. “How am I here?”

Brandon Wolfram is the poster boy for heartbreaks and disaster. The boy everyone fears and lusts after. The kind of boy who will leave you broken and sprawled out on the bathroom floor, wishing you never met him and the boy, after whom your life will never be the same. An enigma. An addiction. An obsession. Faith Millar knew exactly what she was getting into when she fell in love with Brandon…and yet, it was too late to give up. Because if there was one thing he was good at, it was driving a woman wild with desire and leaving them wanting more. And Faith wanted a lot more than just his body. She wanted his heart. But will Faith, a shy, introverted virgin of all people, be able to tame the quintessential bad boy? Or will she become just another notch on his bedpost? Or this time…will Brandon become the one obsessed with the innocent little mouse?

A year into our marriage, Timothy Grant suddenly turns abstinent. He builds a private chapel in the villa and always carries a rosary with him. No matter how I tease or tempt him, he stays cold and distant. My seduction attempts don't move him. One night, I stand outside the bathroom door and watch as he releases himself to a photo of another woman. So, Timothy isn't heartless. His heart just doesn't beat for me. I trick him into signing the divorce papers and vanish from his world completely. And yet, I later hear that he is going mad searching for me! The next time we meet is at his uncle's wedding. I wear a white wedding gown, and he looks at me with tear-filled eyes. He just can't bring himself to think of me as his aunt!

At 10:00 pm sharp, a food deliveryman wearing a cap knocks on the door of Unit 502. "Excuse me, are you the one who ordered delivery?" Unit 502 is an apartment that's rented out to multiple people. There are three rooms here altogether. The one opening the door is my roommate, William Yates. He has his headphones on and is currently immersed in a game. So, he waves a hand impatiently. "It wasn't me." The deliveryman wastes no time in pulling out a machete. Immediately, he slashes William's throat in one fluid motion. Next, the deliveryman opens the door leading to another bedroom while holding the takeout. "Did you order delivery?" That room belongs to a gym trainer named Leon Holton. He's obviously taken aback by the deliveryman's presence. "Nope. Who are—" The deliveryman doesn't give Leon a chance to finish his question. He reacts by plunging the machete into Leon's heart. When I'm done with my shower, I open the bathroom door to see large puddles of blood on the floor as well as the deliveryman, who's wielding a machete. "They weren't the ones who ordered delivery. Did you do it?" Scared out of my wits, I subconsciously shake my head. "It's not me! I don't know anything—" Before I can finish speaking, the deliveryman hacks me to death. When I open my eyes again, I've gone back five minutes in time before I get murdered in cold blood. Almost immediately, I rush out of the bathroom, only to see the alarmed expressions plastered all over William's and Leon's faces. That's when I'm certain that everyone has gotten reborn. Suddenly, the doorbell rings loudly. A suppressed masculine voice echoes afterward. "Excuse me, are you the one who ordered delivery?"

"Drop your hands and spread those legs, I want to see all of you." 🔞🔞🔞 WARNING!!! THIS BOOK HAS 90% STEAMY SCENES, READ-ONLY IF YOU ARE IN FOR SUCH A THRILLING RIDE **** Keira, heiress and only daughter to one of the richest men in her country had many problems that the world knew nothing about but she was certainly not expecting that a trip with her dad would add to that list. But somehow, she ended up in the toilet with this hot stranger. From instant connection to sex in the bathroom, Keira is certain that she wants to keep seeing this man that is twice her age. Keira is used to getting everything she wanted but Clint Homer is a different type of difficult. Not only is he one of the biggest shareholders of her father’s company, he turns out to be her new therapist too. But that wasn’t going to stop her…. She was used to having anything she wanted. And since Clint Homer was now on that list, She was going to be Daddy’s little girl.

Scarlett runs from a forced marriage and hides in Clawstone Academy, an all boys werewolf school, disguised as a boy. Caught between a cold roommate who might be her mate and a cursed beast who sees her for who she truly is, Scarlett must fight to keep her secret, survive betrayal, and choose between the love she was born for, or the one she found in the dark. A forbidden disguise. A cursed love. One dangerous choice.

Ariana Lincoln thought heartbreak was the worst thing she’d face the night she walked in on her boyfriend and best friend in the bathroom of a nightclub. But when a reckless, drunken mistake with a mysterious stranger spirals into a shocking discovery, her life changes forever. The man she slept with? Jaxon Devereaux—her father’s billionaire boss and the most powerful CEO in the world. Thrown into a forbidden web of Lust, Ariana finds herself working under the ruthless man who haunts her every thought—and who wants nothing more than to break her. But secrets don’t stay buried for long. As danger circles from every side, and Jaxon’s twisted past unravels. Ariana must find away to survive without getting burned. He was her father’s boss. She was his forbidden mistake. But what happens when that mistake becomes everything?

Noah Carter is twenty three, broke, and out of options. His seventeen year old brother Eli has a serious lung condition that is getting worse, and his eight-year-old brother Caleb has quietly learned to stop asking for things because he can see Noah is drowning. With $43 in his account and an $8,400 hospital bill, Noah applies for a live-in personal assistant position he finds at 2am on the bathroom floor. The job belongs to Damien Cole. 34. Billionaire. Blind since a car accident three years ago. Cold, ruthless, and pathologically private. He has gone through seven assistants in three years, and not one of them lasted more than six weeks. Noah walks in with a coffee stain on his cuff and no plan except desperation. Somehow he gets the job. Damien Cole, once he notices something, does not let it go.