Dirty Comebacks Novels & Stories

“Oh, please. Dara can shove it up wherever the sun doesn’t shine. She thought I was her damn slave or something. I dropped her the second you called. I’m so happy you’re back. My era as the manager of one of the best actresses is about to begin, and nothing is going to stop me. I’ve already got it all planned out. Endorsements, brand deals… It’s all coming. You were already getting offers while married, and you kept turning them down. The first one we’re chasing is Opium Skin. Their serum wants to break my bank, but if you get endorsed, it's free skincare for me,” she grinned. “I missed you… Thank you, thank you. And yes, you can have all the skincare you want,” I laughed heartily. I was sti

Complaints, insults, excuses, frustration. “That asshole plays dirty.” “The ref was bought.” “We shouldn’t have lost like that.” I clench my jaw as I read, close the chat without thinking too much because I don’t want to stay there, don’t want to keep going over the same thing, don’t want to think about the game or him, so I set my phone aside and take a deep breath, trying to clear my head, even if it’s just for a while. Tonight I’m only going to do one thing, drink enough to not feel anything and leave early before it all becomes unbearable, no drama, no complications, not giving him more space than he already takes.

Their property had been ransacked recently. Even though it had been years since I used prostitutes from their stock, I still couldn’t be convincted for obvious reasons. I hear the door crack, “I’m back here Cody''. I hear him making his way back. “Still trying to clean the damn dirt from under my nails''. He chuckles at me, “I know how much you love that”.

Tang Yazhu asked, looking at the poker-faced man and the assistant. Not only did they not look like any ordinary person, but she could also sense luxury emitting from the interior of the room, making her roughly guess that she was currently habituating a VIP room. "Uh… Well… Yes… We are very sorry for putting you in your current state," Assistant Fu apologized, feeling extremely sorry to Tang Yazhu. Honestly, Tang Yazhu did not care much. There was nothing more important than being alive and to her, that was all that mattered. Thus, Tang Yazhu happily said, "It's fine! It was an accident! Besides, the important thing is that I'm still alive and breathing!"

I just need to know how it works around here first, to study the layout of this prison and the players inside it but revenge I absolutely must get even if I have to use my very last iota of life to accomplish it, I will not falter. I must watch Alice and Aaron beg for mercy, I want to see them on their knees, crying out the exact same way I begged to be spared, the same way I begged to be allowed to live while they laughed at my destruction. With my mind firmly made up, I stand up and clean myself using the sink. I shed the soiled, damp undies, tossing them aside, determined to rid myself of any physical reminder of the last few minutes. Leaving the bathroom, I walk back over to the large cl

"Uh, oh. Are you in trouble?" I sighed. "You could say that." Her eyes raked up and down my body. "If it makes you feel better, your dress is fire. I don't know if your body is more appealing with the dress on or off." I blushed. It wasn't every day that a pretty woman complimented me. "Thank you. I adjusted it a little." Angela didn't look at me like I was crazy. Instead, she smiled, thrusting her hand forward. I stared at the wad of cash blankly. "That's your cut."

“Oh, you’re eager tonight, aren’t you, baby? What do you want to see?” Then, another ding. A bigger one. $100. The username makes my breath catch. DomTheBoss69. He’s been my white whale for two weeks. A top-tier tipper who never shows his face or uses his mic, only the chat. His words are always, always a command. DomTheBoss69: The red is a good color. But it’s still in the way. A thrill shoots straight to my core. My pussy clenches around nothing, already getting slick. This is the game. This is the real addiction.

Justice may be delayed but never denied. With my subsequent plan in mind, I exhaled long and hard to release the anger within me. “No need to thank us. We’d be pleased if you can accept us back into your life. “Ian said he can put the whole thing behind us so long as you come back and apologize to me, Mom, and Dad. He will carry on with the wedding, and we can be one happy family.” Roxy’s voice was laced with malice when she talked about an apology.

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

"What are you doing?" Shuffling, "What? Me?" Charlie narrows her eyes, a thought pops into her head, "Deedah! Are you having sex?!" This time, her best-friend laughs loudly, "No, *Poo-poo bear*. This fart bag was tickling me before you called. That monster..." She mutters at the end. "Oh? Zeus is back from Egypt? When did he get back?" "Dude just got back yesterday and he's trying to get into my pants," She hears the traces of an eye roll in her tone.