Enhypen Dorms Novels & Stories

“I’d feel safer having you somewhere where medical professionals are a heartbeat away.” “I don’t know what to say...” “I haven’t finished my sales pitch,” AJ told her, coming to stand by the bed. “I also have a swimming pool, which I’m told you will want to use toward the end of your pregnancy. I also have a personal chef, so those pregnancy cravings won’t be a problem.” “I don’t know, AJ...” “But wait, there’s more!” AJ grinned at her and continued his sales pitch like a late night commercial. “If you say yes now, for the low low price of just $9.99 for nine installments, I will double your order.”

What could possibly be left? Me: What kind of new? David: You'll see. Pool house at 10. Wear nothing under your clothes. And Ashlynn? Come ready to surrender completely. My pussy clenched so hard I had to press my thighs together under the table. Marcus: Gonna make you scream tonight, little girl. Hope you can be quiet ;) James: Bring that trust we've been building. You're going to need it. Eric: We've been planning this all week, baby. You're going to love it. Or maybe you'll hate it. Either way, you're going to take it.

Clara Bellamy knew very little about herself, especially when it came to love-not until she met Reese Moreau face-to-face. . . . Join Clara Bellamy as she tries to find her way through Saint Aurelia's University, where the strange traditions makes settling in nearly impossible. But Clara has a habit of finding things she's not supposed to. And lately, it seems Saint Aurelia's has been finding her too. Between a roommate who never knows when to shut up, a university full of secrets, and a girl she can't seem to stay away from, Clara is about to discover that some things are better left buried. Welcome to Saint Aurelia's.

Content nothing was stuck in her teeth, she popped some gum in her mouth and chewed slowly, mentally preparing herself for whatever awaited her on the other side of the doors she was facing. The minty flavor mixed with the chocolate of the frape reminded her of the ice cream Elena despised. Mint chocolate chip. A small chuckle caused Liz' shoulders to rise and fall abruptly. The podcast long since over, Liz chose a song from her playlist to listen to until it was time to head it. The song was upbeat and she sung along, working on her vocals like it was a new linguistic exercise.

I had a really bad feeling about it that would not stop nagging behind my head. After three tries and still being told by costumer care service that his line was switched off, i could not stop worrying. What if some thing happened to him? Just as i was about to phone Faye, mum called and i answered immediately. "Dian?" "Hey, morning". "Morning sweetie, have you gotten home yet?" I called mum last night to let her know that i might not be coming home because honestly, i thought my time with Damon was going to go great and we would both end up staying the night over at his apartment after a few boxes of pizza and an hour of watching " The 100 series" in his living room. Not with confessions ab

"Your Highness, good news. If you take the treatment supplement one more time tonight, the energy depletion will reach the point of no return. No one will be able to restore it. You won't have to worry about him finding out anymore." After dinner, Ryan came back. He came close, expression worried. "You don't look well. What's wrong?" He reached for my forehead. I turned away. His hand hovered in midair, then withdrew. "Nothing. Maybe I just haven't been taking it on schedule." "Today's supplement, why is it so late? Let me check." He started to turn away. I hesitated for just a moment, then the caretaker walked in carrying the prepared supplement. Ryan took it from her, looked down at it, an

Jane's pulse thundered in her ears as she stared at the cock bobbing before her, thick veins pulsing along its impossible length easily twelve inches, black as midnight, the head a flared plum swelling wider than her wrist. It belonged to Darius, the towering stranger she'd matched with on that anonymous app, his dark skin gleaming under the motel room's cheap lamp, muscles rippling as he stroked it lazily. *Holy fuck, that's the biggest, longest monster I've ever seen,* she thought, mouth watering despite the knot of intimidation twisting her gut. Her pussy clenched emptily, already soaked through her panties from the buildup, the teasing photos, the sexts promising to wreck her. Worth ever

She headed to Madam Casey's room, always the manager of the girls' dormitory, to say goodbye if they were going to come home tonight. Luckily Adam Casey was straightforward and immediately agreed to Chloe and Ara's words. "Luckily I brought the car last night, so I'll take you home later Chloe. I want to know where your real home is." Chloe smiled, "Okay, you will know where my house is, and my house is quite ugly." Ara laughed. "If you talk to a fool then she will believe" Ara quipped and made Chloe laugh too. They went straight to the club Mashii wanted. It's still 8 o'clock and Mashii will be performing around 10pm to 11 or even 12pm. No problem waiting, at least Chloe can learn a lot abo

(well) I bet it got my haters hella sick (hella sick) Come and follow me, follow me with your signs up I'm so firin', firin', boy, your time's up Keep on and runnin' and runnin' until I catch up How you dare? How you dare? How you dare? [Chorus: Jungkook, RM & Suga, Jimin, RM & J-Hope] Another trophy, my hands carry 'em Too many that I can't even count 'em (turn it up now) Mic drop, mic drop Balbal josim neone malmal josim Somebody stop me, I'm boutta pop off Too busy, you know my body ain't enough (turn it up now)

SAMANTHA’S POV The days after the final board review stretched into a strange new normal that still felt fragile, like glass that could shatter if we breathed too hard. I woke up most mornings in Wesley’s bed now, the sheets tangled around us, his arm heavy across my waist as if even in sleep he was afraid I might slip away again. The flat smelled like coffee and the faint trace of his soap mixed with the lingering scent of last night’s passion. My body was a map of him; faint bruises on my hips from his grip, love bites hidden under my hoodie, the pleasant ache between my legs that reminded me how many times he had taken me.