Dumb Stories Novels & Stories

Damien’s Story “I was turned in 1897. London. I was twenty-four, the youngest son of a powerful aristocratic family. My father wanted me to join the military. My mother wanted me in politics. I wanted neither. I wanted freedom.” He let out a bitter laugh. “Viktor Crowe found me in an opium den. He offered me eternity instead of a boring life of duty. I accepted without hesitation. For the first hundred years, it was glorious. We traveled the world — Paris, Rome, Tokyo, New York. He taught me how to control the hunger, how to blend in, how to rule from the shadows.” Damien’s hands clenched into fists.

Liora Vale had always loved the quiet. At twenty-one, she worked the night shift at the old city library. Most people thought the job was boring, but Liora loved being alone with the books after midnight. The tall shelves felt like old friends. One rainy night, while sorting the rare books section, she found a strange leather book hidden behind others. It had no title. When she opened it, the pages glowed softly. Words appeared. Choose a story. Bring him to life. One night only.

I could feel how puffy my pussy lips were, how they glistened every time I pulled my fingers out just to slam them back in. The wet noises filled the quiet dorm room, loud and obscene. My hips bucked against my hand like I had no control left. “Please, I’m begging you,” I whined louder, eyes half-lidded and staring straight into the lens. “Degrade me. Call me your stupid cumdump. Tell me I’m only good for swallowing load after load while I leak down my legs. I’m so fucking empty, I need to be stretched and ruined. Make me cry for it.”

But the question; I needed to answer. “Two Munites, I guess.” I said, my voice low and husky. They laughed uncontrollably, including me. As far as i was concerned. The answer hit me hard. I was the wife of one of the most famous billionaires in Los Angeles. The CEO of Blackwood Industries. We've been in love since college and we planned to keep ourselves till marriage. On our wedding night, I realised he had a small cock. He didn't even last 10 Minutes when he flipped over and slept off.

he says with a smirk plastered across his face. “Please no …no. Stop.” *SMACK* “Ahh…I'm a whore. One” *SMACK* “Ahhhh.. I'm a whore. Two” …..Five,....SIX…..Ten…... .Twelve….. Nineteen. “So this is the final deal” Clover fondled her head gently stroking her hair and caressing her ass cheeks with the stick. Her ass was all red and bruised. *SMACK* “Ahh.. I'm a whore. Twenty.”

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

“Lenoir stop being emotional, what happened is not deep—” “— OH! YOU GETTING SHOT AT BY DIFFERENT CATEGORIES OF BULLETS IS NO BIG DEAL?!” Lenoir chuckled like an insane person and continued nagging while I tried my very best not to lose my cool. I didn't even have the strength to yell, I used up all my energy at court. “THERE'S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN BEING SMART AND BEING STUPID! AND YOU MY DEAR WIFE DEFINITELY DON'T FILL THE CATEGORY OF SMARTS!!”

HOW COME YOU ARE SO DUMB? Will_the_devil REASON NUMBER 1: I WAS BROUGHT UP IN A PALACE. REASON NUMBER 2: I NEVER CAME IN CONACT WITH ANY OTHER KID FROM OUTSIDE OF THE PALACE. REASON NUMBER 3: I NEVER HAD FRIENDS AND NEVER FELT THE NEED TO LEARN THIS GEN Z VOCABULARY. I_pooped :000 THAT'S KINDA SAD, YOU KNOW. Will_the_devil ... I_pooped

“There’s no one to look after Anna and Zac. Anna is just 15 and Zac is 10. They need a mother. I totally agree that you’re trying your best and you love me the most but dad, “money can’t buy happiness.” ********** “She said what?! Money can’t buy happiness? Oh Sir, your daughter is very intelligent I must say” Caroline spoke to my dad in a soft voice. “I know, my daughter is very intelligent but I must compliment you that you’re such a lovely soft spoken woman. You speak so well and understand my emotions just like my wife did. I’m extremely lucky to have you as my secretary.” My dad spoke to Caroline as she stood in front of him in his office. “Oh please” Caroline blushed.

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.