Erot Novels & Stories

She turned her head and as she did, a slowburning, molten heat rose in her being. The boy standing in the garden amidst the rosebushes was nothing less than the most handsome man she had ever seen. Olive skinned, with dark hair falling to his shoulders and a tight jacket and pants which could hardly contain his muscular frame, he turned as if feeling her eyes upon him. His eyes were dark as they met her’s and from where she sat, Fallon felt as if she were seeing the sun for the first time. He averted his eyes, turning away from her and for a moment Fallon forgot how to breathe.

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

Don Torento raised an eyebrow, Amanda looked away from him quickly, she wanted to slam her palm on her forehead for saying something stupid. Don Torento was looking at her like he wanted to tear her limbs to limbs, she gulped. "S—sorry, I say stupid things sometimes."

"She switched on her phone to see a message from Jay, she gulped before opening the chat. A gasp immediately left her mouth as she recognizes the picture of red lace underwear with a message underneath saying "Thanks for the gift, baby girl😘 😈." TO BE CONTINUED...

He hummed a melody, and the vibrations caused me to orgasm even harder. “Oooooh my goodness,” I moaned breathlessly as my second orgasm brought me back to reality. I stood up and rinsed off before stepping out of the shower. I silently thanked my best friend before slipping on my robe. I grabbed the bottle of wine from the counter and took a swig from the bottle while grabbing my phone. I walked into my bedroom and set the wine bottle on my nightstand and tossed the vibrator on the bed. I saw my indicator light flashing, alerting me that I had a text message waiting. My heart skipped a beat when I realized it was from the man I was just fantasizing about. Kadeer: I’m outside.

Cause who in their right mind would hug each other mindlessly and struggled to walk towards the elevator but didn't even actually bothered to let go of each other? I quickly pressed the up button and luckily, the elevator door opened right away and I immediately entered while atill carrying Gab for me to escape the scrutinizing look from the receptionist. I just hope she's not a fan of BL cause I heard she's kind of talkative and shares everything to anyone. And the last thing that I would want to happen is to be linked with this weak drunkard. Tsk.

He couldn't join her today because he couldn't risk leaving the unknown guest alone. Just as he was about turning to go back inside, he saw Lily. She had something in her mouth. A small backpack. She dropped it at his feet before walking inside. He picked it up and walked inside. After giving Lily a snack for her services, he opened the bag carefully. An empty water bottle, some empty wraps for granola bars and two unopened bars were the contents of the bag. He turned the bag over, shaking the bag vigorously. Nothing else was in the bag but amongst the wraps of granola bars, he noticed a small name tag depicting one name ... Kamara.

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He was gone. Fuck.