Drunk In Love Future Novels & Stories

I watched it all unfold, clearly catching the smugness in Gianna's eyes. I spent nights staying up, running from one stronghold to another, just to finally secure the trade route. Yet, with just a casual word, he handed my hard-earned efforts over to his childhood sweetheart. "Do whatever you want." I closed my eyes and turned away, my back facing him. A brief silence fell over the hospital room. Then, two sets of footsteps slowly faded away. With my eyes closed, that eerie video replayed in my mind once more. My future self, her face streaked with tears, was wearing a prison uniform.

“You guys are awesome! I would love to work with you!” “To new friends!” Uku holds up his beer in a toast. “New friends!” We all cheer and clink our glasses.

"But you never mentioned you have a father, not even before we got married. He was not even at our wedding?" "Elah, this isn't the best time to talk about this. The important thing is that we're married." He said and left. We spent the evening in our different rooms, trying to set aside the former pressure. As the night fell, and we lay in our separate rooms, I could not help but consider the future. What secrets did Mr. Stone conceal and how would they affect my relationship? Only time would tell, but for now, all that mattered was the love we shared in and the pledge of a new day.

I'm the heiress of the Claremont family. Damon Johnson and I had a deal—we'd go to Oakwood High together. But the second my acceptance letter arrived, he and the rest of the guys in our class knocked me out cold. Why? Because Sophia Miller, the school's little princess, said she'd never seen a real mummy before. When I came to, I was wrapped head-to-toe in bandages, strung up at the front gate of the school. Students passed by—laughing, filming, some even spitting in my direction. I hung there for two full hours, on display for everyone. Finally, Damon showed up. Grinning, he untied the rope. "Sophia said she wanted to see a live mummy. It was just a joke. You're not actually mad, are you? W

But neither cared. “I love you,” he groaned against her neck as he thrust up into her. “Fuck— I love you so much.” She came with his name on her lips, clenching around him. Draven followed, flooding her with his release as he held her like she was the only thing anchoring him to the world. They stayed connected for a long time afterward, whispering plans and fears under the stars. For the first time, the future felt possible, even if it was terrifying.

"Now . . . you're going to dive into a world you've never been to, Jack. I assure you tonight, you'll be happy there." Jack grabbed Reo's hand. "Not only me, Reo. However, we will be happy there." "Yes, we are." said Reo. *** The sound produced by the DJ's music echoes. The dim lights spin. Following the rhythm of the music itself. A group of people of the same sex gathered in one large room. They hang out with each other. Not a few also choose to sit while chatting with their partners, and drink the alcohol provided. Reo twisted his body. He danced to his heart's content, following the beat of the music. As for Jack, he sat quietly in front of Reo. Looking at Reo's behavior that continues t

And a flash of brisk memories crosses his mind. “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, happy birthday, happy birthday to you!” Pedro sings the birthday song while slowly nearing Juan with a cake in his hands and a party hat in his head. Juan on the other part was not even shocked by Pedro’s surprise. He expected this, knowing how crazy Pedro is. He rolled his eyes at him but still, there's a glimpse of happiness in his eyes, the thing that made Pedro’s heart melt and sway. ‘at last, he looks happy’

Rhett was holding up a glass of juice, asking if she was thirsty. Me? Zane took my hand and led me onto the stage. Mr. Jordan took the microphone again. "Tonight isn't just a welcome home party for my son Zane." "It's also to officially introduce his fiancée—Freya Corleone, heiress of the family." "Save the date—eighth of next month. Drinks are on us." Thunderous applause. A wave of congratulations. From the food area came a sharp crash—a plate and a glass shattering at once, followed by a yelp as Daisy got splashed on the foot.

EPISODE TEN TITLE: DRUNK SEX Theme: His Ex-Girlfriend “Jess baby...please stay with me. I need you so badly. I can’t do without you.” Raven eyes shot out like saucers, when Christopher called her by his ex’s name. He must be super drunk to mistake her for his ex.

Bodies sway, drinks spill, couples kiss like this was their personal space or something. I’m already exhausted. I’m about to say something to Calix when I spot Draven. Standing by a table, head tilted back slightly as he drinks straight from a bottle. The lighting from the fire behind him hits his face, highlighting the shadows under his eyes—shadows that weren’t there five years ago. His jaw flexes when he swallows. And something sharp twists right through me. Maybe Lauren was right. If he didn’t love her… he wouldn’t have gotten her pregnant.