Datura Stories Novels & Stories

"Ishh, I want to tell you. Listen!" "What story? About your ex again? Haven't moved on from him yet?" Evi had guessed first. Lately, Dita had been talking about her ex, whom she had dumped for cheating on her while she was still dating him. Dita was the one who decided, she was also the one who was gamon. "No, I've moved on," Dita lied. In fact, she still loves and hopes that her ex will return to her. "Good. So, what's the story?" Evi asked, adjusting her sitting position comfortably.

"Dada is sorry, he is never going to show you anything that will scare you again." "Dada!" She called and pointed at the other kids at the beachside, he smiled, seeing how the little girl was eager to hear him explain things to her. "You should grow faster, so Dada can teach you a lot of things and I am sure you will make Mom and Dad very proud." When it's getting colder Dante returns with his baby, he has to change her wears since his beloved wife is fast asleep, and the baby is also sleeping, so he places her in the baby crib.

Darius inhaled deeply and began, “Our parents were killed during a rogue attack. My sister Helena was seventeen; I was thirteen. She took care of me like a mother, even though she was grieving. She was strong, beautiful, and kind. At eighteen, she met her mate—the gamma’s son, our pack’s future gamma. Within a year, she was pregnant. I was fifteen then, already tall and broad-shouldered from training every day. The Luna of our pack took a liking to me. She was twenty-five years older. I was waiting for my mate. She drugged me and r*ped me. But that wasn’t the worst part. Afterwards, she wanted me to come to her willingly. When I refused, she showed me how cruel she could be. She gave my sist

"Sir please tell me further." The old man - Be patient Ma'la, things get old, stories get old and also people like us get old by the time but I can make you believe that this story will go no longer than your age. So, I was telling you how Hukura cursed us by his servant, the lady of a curse which awakes the lust from the depth of a man and uses his desire against him and his people. A beautiful voice doesn't mean a beautiful personality. And in your case my child, your name sounds bad but it doesn't make you bad, indeed you're nice and this makes you Ha'la (it doesn't mean good, it means almost)… Nida stares at him and smiles, Ma'la gets confused because for him it wasn't like a compliment

CHRISTABEL'S POV. School without Amara today was really boring. I didn’t even think that I’d miss her so much. Her mum just had to punish her for almost kissing a guy. He almost kissed her not the other way round. Nawa. What is the difference? They almost kissed each other jare. I was already so pissed because I have been sitting here for almost two hours, waiting for my driver. He was meant to be here since. I sighed in annoyance for the umpteenth time. I’m going to have to speak to my Dad about this. It’s really annoying sitting her like a lost puppy.

"I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!" Just like that, his lips crashed on mine and I tried my hands in defence to push him away. And he got more and more enraged. And pinned my arms above my head and kissed with more force. There was no love or passion… I felt only revenge. And through the kiss, he showed me how painful it would get until I tasted the blood. Just like that first kiss was stolen away by him…!

She returned with a cup of coffee for them and later she brought the doughnuts for them. "Hmm. It is the best I have tasted "Nafisa moaned as she took a bite of her doughnuts. "Thélete kréma kýrie. ¿Do you want cream ? " The waitress asked again holding the cream can. "Say yes babe. Pretty please with a cherry on top" Nafisa begged, she would love to taste it with cream. "nai parakaló.¿Yes please?" He chuckled. He payed for the food and they left holding hands in the late hours of the night , taking a stroll .

Rita felt she was smart but she definitely wasn’t ready for the prepared couple. However, something quite unfortunate happened on the D-day the authorities planned to reclaim David from his switched mother ‘Rita’. TO BE CONTINUED...

I sit in the leather armchair across the room. Watch the slow sway of their bodies. Listen to the creak of rope under weight. The soft, wet sounds of their breathing. They’ll hang until the sun rises over the city skyline—helpless, aching, beautifully ruined. The jute will leave its signature: red welts turning purple, rope burns that will throb for days, reminding them with every shift, every brush of fabric, who they belong to. And when I finally cut them down, when I unwrap them inch by aching inch,

I sat down and looked at him and told him: -All right Damian, let's give each other another chance, but let's make it very clear, at the slightest suspicion, you're leaving this house, you're leaving Damian. -Yes, yes, of course I am, Dani. .... So Daniela wanted to rebuild her life with her marriage, both were putting everything on their side to make their marriage work again, meanwhile when Dani told Lupita about it, she saw her, smiled and told her: -It's not out of line to try again.