Dating Shy Men Novels & Stories

The morning rolled by and was now setting. Shyra looks out into the passenger window to distract from reality. Her heart ached as she tries push away every day she has to endure with her husband, all she hopes for is some change. "I'm having friends over tonight" Shane blurts out that had Shyra frozen in sight. She looks at him for some reassurance, but his emerald eyes didn't even take a quick glance over her. It wasn't that she was shy around people, no, it was because Shane would let his "friends" comment on her. As if rating her. She remembered there was one particular group of men she did not like around the house, that

“Kova seems nice. But you can’t predict men until they’re satisfied between your legs.” “Exactly my fear.To be safe, I’d advise you to keep them closed. He’d better be happy with just friendship.” “That’s my plan.” “Fucking him is at your own risk.” “I’d rather be single.” We paused for a moment, simply staring at each other. That impulse to touch Shalling’s sexy body resurfaced. Should I fight it again, like I had the other day simply because we’d just met? I doubted I would repeat that today. I studied Shalling. Her history with men showed she could be mean to them, but the beautiful angel lying half-naked beside me seemed soft and vulnerable. Perhaps she had a natural inclination for her

I'm still thinking of how I found it difficult to open up to anyone about his act of wickedness to me. He asked me to pick up a date to meet, though I was expecting he will do that but I was reluctant to pick one. Honestly, I was not eager at all. These young men feel that women are toys to play with. All they wanted is a sex mate. Then he asked when he perceived I would not, " What are you doing tomorrow evening?". I replied, "I will be in the fellowship". He picked a day after the fellowship day, making me feel trapped. I was not interested in the date. I never prepared at all nor look forward to it. The day came for me to attend the date. We agreed to meet at a restaurant. He was there w

(How can I avoid it, s*x master… I… I don't like how I'm feeling") Shania sent a message as soon as she dropped on the couch and placed the beer bottles on the table. After a long day, only one man understood her feelings. And for the past days, she had been chatting with s*x master. The only man who understood what women went through. She needed his advice. After waiting for a while, Shania's phone vibrated, surprisingly. He replied to her. A small smile crept on her face as she adjusted comfortably into a good sitting position. Nothing made her happier than getting a reply from the man, sometimes she wished to see him in person (“if it makes you feel good and complete… Then there's no gett

“I used to be like that too. I once liked a boy and waited for him to confess, but he didn’t. Later I found out my ex-best friend was dating him. The funny thing was, he actually liked me too, but he was also scared of rejection.” Jenna frowned. “That’s his own problem! What’s wrong with confessing to the woman you love? Is that even a man? I think that's a blessing in disguise because he’s not meant for you! If he’s shy about confessing, how will he even touch you on your wedding night? Shy guys are red flags.” They all burst into laughter. “Wait, don't you support ladies confessing to men?” Kelly asked. “I support both,” Jenna said. “Look, if he doesn't like you back while chasing him, you

Paige asked and Daisy nudged her before turning to me. “If that’s it then we won’t judge you.” She told me kindly. “I appreciate it but that’s not it.” I took in a deep breath and said. “I really like someone else and we are kind of talking.” “Oh.” Daisy said just as Paige said. “Really?” I nodded starring down at my fingers unable to maintain eye contact with them. “Who is he?” She asked excitedly. “Um….. I can’t tell you that now.” I said still looking down. “I’m so sorry I haven’t told you about it, it’s just that I’ve been so shy and awkward…...”

While my low-heeled shoes screamed at every step through the polished floor, I noticed that I was attracting glances for each little one "and I need to say: very talkative "group of men. It was not easy to find someone who was not almost old or with gray hair lurking on their heads. Dad was one of the only ones who did not suffer from the exhausting effect of time, and the dark hair resisted like coal in a newly lit fire. The men tilted their heads lightly in a gesture of greeting and smiled, but those smiles were never genuine. Gabby instructed me about that kind of inconvenience. The more money a man has, the more he believes he can have the woman he wants, regardless of his age.

I furrowed my brows and stared wearily at him. Ian and Sheila laughed, but Shawn just rubbed the back of his head. “You see fireball, Shawn here has quite a reputation here on campus. He's more of a ladies man. He doesn't date. It's always just a smash and pass situation.” Sheila explained. “So just to clarify. He uses girls then dumps them?” I ask. “Not precisely. It's something he's always stated, so girls know there's never anything in it for them. Just fun, mind-blowing sex and… yeah.” Ian said simply as he scrolled through something on his phone and Sheila flicked his nipples.

He stated and gave me a small smile. “It is no wonder that he is interested in you, Ash. You are beautiful and smart and you must be lucky,” he sounded genuinely happy for me and squeezed my hands. “I don’t know Chad, I’m not interested.” I lied through my teeth, not meeting his eyes. “The hell you aren’t. Is that why you called me to ask about him?” he smirked. Busted. “Okay fine. I might be a teeny tiny bit interested in him but I’m not gonna do anything about it. He is way out of my league.” I stated dryly.

In fact, he wished that he could marry off Shaelyn and Zayn on the spot so that their alliance could be formed now. Zayn was a shy person. He felt very embarrassed to be kissed in the witness of so many people. It did not take long before he tapped on Shaelyn’s arm and said, “That’s enough. People are watching.” Shaelyn’s charming face blushed scarlet. Zayn had no choice but to acknowledge that Shaelyn was a fine woman and one could even describe her as being exquisite. Zayn found it hard not to be attracted to her. “I’m yours forever, Zayn. Don’t even think about leaving me,” whispered Shaelyn as she leaned close to Zayn’s ear.