Dirty Comebacks Novels & Stories

My heart leaped for joy at the realization, and I couldn't help but scream excitedly. There was a reason she brought me back, and that reason is nothing but REVENGE. In my past life, I have made countless mistakes. I was too naive and oblivious about what life truly was. Now that I know everything, I won't make those mistakes twice. I will make sure Alexis and Damon paid for the pain they caused me. They caused my death and now that I have been reborn, I'll make them pay ten folds. This is no longer the shy and naive Crimson, this is the new one, and I'm coming with full force. I got dressed and packed my hair into a ponytail before picking up my purse and phone. The door flung open and Alex

I was suddenly embarrassed. I was still dressed and dressed and they were in uniform. Only then did I return to my senses when I felt the scattered confetti on my skin. Wow, there's more confetti! "Welcome back Mr. CEO slash Engineer Claveria!" They applauded so I applauded too. "Here you are Sir!" Gay pulled him so he went to the middle. It was only then that I saw him face to face. The size of what he changed. He looks mature now, compared to when we last met. His face seemed very serious. He smiled sparingly. He was too far away from the former Andrew.

that's a red flag - he might like kids. LonelyGirl: 😂😂😂 you are bad. LimberJack: very. now back to the original question princess. LonelyGirl: I reread our chat...often. LimberJack: and... LonelyGirl: I had to throw away my panties. LimberJack: why? 😉 LonelyGirl: you're evil. it turned me on so much that I soaked them. 💦 💦 💦 LimberJack: now there's my naughty girl. that's so hot. so you worked camando. 🥵

So many media houses talked about the issue and the city was bubbling with the gist . It topped all the bloggers' lists who were making money from the hot gist . The shuan family confirmed it , releasing a statement that truly their daughter was back and they were going to be hosting a big welcome back party to celebrate her welcome back home and to also show their daughter to the whole world . It was the best news that the whole country could hear , as every dignitary got ready for the event , they couldn’t wait to see who she was. She was definitely going to be beautiful as she was rumored to be.

Her lips quivered as she broke down. Mrs. Jackson walked back to Mia and embraced her. After a good measure of minutes in her Mother's arms, Mia slowly but surely regained her composure. Then spoke Mrs. Jackson, "Seven times, a man falleth. Seven times. But he still gets up. He doesn't give up on himself. He forgives himself. He let's go of his past. And for the seventh time, he tries again." "I'm sorry mama," Mia spoke. "I failed you."

"Why are you still arguing when there's hard evidence? You receive 3,000 dollars per month from me as financial aid, so you'll have enough for your expenses on campus. "But you repaid me by tampering with my water. You wanted to destroy me and my team's hard work." Other college mates stood up for me too. "Emily, you're so cruel! Julie has always been good to you. How could you hurt her? That was ungrateful." "Without Julie's help, you couldn't even afford school. How could you tamper with her drink? That was too much." "You're a disgrace to our college. What a thankless person!"

“I do. But unless you pay back every credit card you used instead of making me pay for it, you're going to take that position.” Reneé pouted, “Come on, I don't wanna be an assistant.” “Fine, then I'll tell father you maxed out one of his debit cards.” Cale stated to her. Reneé was quiet and didn't respond. He then smirked, “And I’ll also tell him that you asked me to pay it all—” “Fine! I'll accept it! Are you happy now?!” Cale simply chuckled. “Dumbass.” Back on Damian and Giselle's old house. Isla was lying right beside Damian while they're both naked, and the only thing that covers their bodies is the blanket.

He was back in seconds, a warm, damp washcloth in one hand and a glass of water in the other. The mattress dipped as he sat beside me. He reached out, his touch impossibly gentle as he wiped me down. The cloth was warm, soothing against my sensitive skin as he cleaned away the evidence of our release. He was meticulous, taking care of me with a level of attention that made my throat tight. It wasn't just about sex for him. It was about the aftermath, the part I usually dreaded, the part where I was left alone to deal with the mess and the memories. "Here," he said, setting the cloth aside and handing me the glass of water. "Drink."

Alex cried out, his voice choking with grief, as the realization sunk in that he would never see his boss again. ***** ***** ***** ***** ***** ***** ***** ***** *** The following morning, Williams returned home, his heart brimming with pride and excitement over his groundbreaking achievement in discovering the cure for end-stage cancer. But his joy was short-lived as he was greeted with the devastating news of his father's tragic demise. Shock and disbelief washed over him like a tidal wave, leaving him shattered and numb.

I stood up on legs that barely felt like mine, knees soft, blood humming. Every inch of my body pulsed with memory, with desire, with that reckless craving that had never really gone quiet since the retreat. Slowly, deliberately, I peeled off my scrubs. Not all at once. I let them slide down my hips with a kind of teasing ease, like my skin was aching to be bared. Underneath, I wore the set I had no business wearing to work. Blood red. Lacy. Practically a sin.