Double-faced Entendre Novels & Stories

I'm still fully clothed and choose to sit on the edge of the bed, close to his head, laughing at the apparent disappointment. "You want out?" I quipped deliberately while burning the nicotine stick tucked in my lips. Occasionally letting out smoke, then laughing at the situation that had just occurred. He was always entertaining at times like this. At a time when I should have been able to refuse. The engagement. "I need more." His answer made me turn my head. It turned out that his panties were thrown in a random direction. I pointed the cigarette in my fingers at her two fingers. His was still held upright like a monument without the impression that it needed to be covered. He confidently

Her delicate face was one of a kind; those slim lips were tempting. “Damn,” I muttered, leaning forward slightly. My gaze now on the door she exited from; I wasn't supposed to notice Abigail like that. She's Gavin's little daughter—my best friend's daughter, and I'm way older than her. But there was something about the way she pouts her lips whenever she is irritated, the way her eyes narrow in defiance. The fiery spirit beneath the surface that made her... intriguing and beautiful in a way that made me unsettled.

That was the faith I let myself nurse. On a rain-slick morning, when the mansion smelled of wet stone and fried plantain, Duke handed me a small scrap of paper with a name on it: an investor with a reputation for greed and a weakness for a certain kind of secrecy. He said the man had once been double-crossed by a partner who later vanished. “He hates being cheated,” Duke said. “Hates it enough to do things.”

I silently shone my phone's flashlight downward. The light shone on the pink bunny slippers under my bed. They were right where I remembered them to be. The Leah who stood before me was barefoot. How creepy. There was a Leah who could easily move in the dark, but there was also another Leah who was supposed to be wearing her slippers and had night blindness. One of them had flawless skin, while the other had a wound on their face. An absurd thought entered my head, but it was the only explanation that made sense. They were two different people!

She looked at the cards more carefully for a while and then said firmly, “Well, now I’m sure about that. You will have two marriages. But there seems to be an entanglement between the two marriages.” ‘Entanglement? Does it mean that I will still have an emotional entanglement with Cristofer in the future?’ Estelle wondered. “Mrs. Moorsum, can you see if my second marriage will last long?” she asked. Mrs. Moorsum gasped and said with mixed feelings, “Miss Hudson, I’ve done tarot card reading countless times, but I haven’t seen such a complicated case as yours. Look at these two cards. They represent your two marriages. Generally speaking, two marriages should be separated. But these two cards

This can't be possible! A pair of grey eyes looked at me. I recognize those eyes. I can never forget his eyes. A lone tears rolled down my eyes when the old memories flashed in front of eyes. "Eric..." "Enrique..." I and Kate spoke at the same time. ************ So what do you all think about the twist?

L A D O U L E U R E X Q U I S E (French) (n.) the exquisite pain of wanting the affection of someone you know you can never have . Walking to the place she called home for the last two years, Eunae tried to memorize very detail it held. She was not expecting that having a good long look could give a myriad of flashbacks that stirred her from within. It was a combination of the good ones and the bad ones-probably everything she never knew that would eventually lead to where they were now.

’ I nodded assent. ‘What do you think “enciente” means?’ ‘I’m not sure. I think Beardsley put a spelling mistake in, or he knew a meaning that doesn’t make it into dictionaries, or it’s a play on words. My French can’t solve that one. I think it means old or chatty. Chatty makes most sense.’

He had written something during the night — not a journal entry, but a note to himself, which he sometimes did when something arrived that did not belong in the journal's form. He read it aloud: "The tenth year is the year of the double vision. I see the nine years as a completed arc. I also see the days as they arrive, one by one, without any arc visible from inside them. Both visions are true simultaneously. The trick is to hold both without letting one cancel the other." Ernest looked at him. "Can you hold both?"

Brittany flashed Tess a look of disdain again. " You have been used. " Tess said with a mocking smirk on her face. " I had twins. You didn't know about that, the enemy wasn't totally honest with you. How could you have never thought about the reason the perpetrator suddenly reached out to you? To help you? Tch. " " Y-you! He… he…"