Exotic Short Stories

It's too cruel to say my destiny is not lucky. Maybe what is right to imply it is my destiny to be unlucky as you are. I introduce Sintia, the only child who was legally adopted as a biological child. For 35 years my life is full of twists and turns, you can say I am a person who is formed from a family that is Brochen Home, my escape is by pursuing hobbies and looking for as many friends as possible. I am more comfortable telling stories and sharing life stories with male friends. This is what makes them all friends but intimate in my life. The reason is simple, because a male friend is smart in keeping secrets and is good at giving positive advice. The story of my life continues to twist, like a beach blade. Whether it is family problems, problems with young friends who often bully, problems with love, work, household and others. I keep trying to find a good way out and I try to be strong and endure all the trials of life. How not to go crazy over it or kill yourself over it all. "True Story" Sintia Novel Series

A story about a wounded heart that is not so desperate to find love * * * Miss Ann liverbert doesn't want a prince charming... After leaving her short country life in shame, all miss Ann wants is not to be noticed and when she meets the dashing duke of westonhigh, she's even more determined to reload her arsenal of defense, as those grey eyes of his always manage to make her melt in her shoes, and worse of all shatter every defensive wall... Lord Richard Arnold is the catch of the season and the darling of every ambitious mama's eyes, but he is just as determined to escape them...when he meets the petite miss Ann and her lovely smiles, he can't help but pursue his interest... But he knows behind those lovely smiles she has been hurt badly and Richard will do everything to heal her... SCARS...

He took a step into the room and stopped as he heard her breath hitch in her chest, and she shrank back slightly in fear. “What is your name?” His raspy voice carried across the room. He pulled off his shirt, revealing the beautiful, intricate tattoos that designed his skin. He noticed her eyes shine with interest. He caressed the side of her face with the back of his hand. She stiffened on the bed as hand traced down her shoulders. When his hand cupped her breast and massaged her hard nipples, it was like she came to life. She swung with all her might, burying the pointy end of a comb into his abdomen. He cursed under his breath as she slipped away from his grasp and made a run for the door. He bound across the bed in one leap and pressed her face and chest against the wall. Growling under his breath, he gripped the neck of her cloth and tore it away. “You. Have. Not. Answered. My. Question -” His sentence was cut short by a knock on the door, and his brother walked in. ************ Claire Fischer had a perfect life. A perfect family. A loving fiance she was supposed to marry and rule over the pack. But it all changed as soon as her father died. She caught her fiance cheating and a family secret looms overhead. After being betrayed twice in a row, she decides that she can't take it anymore and she leaves the pack, placing her life in the hands of fate. Would fate treat her better than her pack? Or did she just get into an even worse situation because fate is not kind to anyone, especially a wolfless mutt with alpha blood, and a cursed Lycan king on the hunt.

Arianna Reynolds, second year med school student of King's University attracts the hottest player to ever exsist in the city of London, Damon King, who practices his internal training for cardiology. She was betwichingly gorgeous, and alluringly innocent. A perfect angel with good grades and a little devil who loves chaos. Damon King, the most arrogant badboy and the most cruel heartbreaker. His world toppled when she entered all in her glory as his junior. She excited him, and challenged him when she acted blind to his charms. His excitement turned to anger when she punched him. He was evrything she hated in a guy. Nonetheless, she found him slowly changing for her. Her brown orbs always seemed to tempt his heart with whirlpool of exotic emotions and he was sucked into it when ever she locked his gaze with him. ------------- "You are mine Ria," he yelled slamming her onto the nearby locker. "No," she deadpanned with annoyance. "I love you," he confessed nearning her petite figure, invading her personal space. Her breath clogged for a second as she was stunned with his confession. Her eyes hardened again when she said," No, you wanna play with me." Pushing him back lightly she looked away. "I need you Ria, trust me. It's no sick game of mine. I am had over heels for you. Please, just give me a chance," he begged her with moist eyes, closing the distance again. Her stance grew guarded as the cruel heart breaker was confessing with vehement emotions stirring in his eyes. "Prove that your intentions are true," she said pushing him back from her personal space. Leaving him drown in her thoughts, she walked away from him. "You are mine Ria. I will prove myself worthy of your love. You belong only to me," he promised to himself watching her retreating figure.

The Desirable Impostor Collection Have you ever been impulsive on your decisions? It was alright to begin with but it would be too late when you were hurt because of these irresponsible choices... Here are the titles of stories where deceit played a big part: "The Desirable Impostor" Her mission was to impersonate somebody reluctantly. But he was hard to hoodwink and he wanted her! "The Fake Wife" She was offered a job--to act the missing wife of a paralyzed man. What was the punishment for her duplicity? "The Pretending Heart" Tired of being 'loved' because of her money, she pretended to be an ordinary girl. She fell in love with a man who despised the moneyed people... "The Dubious Caretaker" She was forced to do the job of her sick father. She deceived the master of the house and posed to be a man. Until her cover was blown... "Passion in a dream" She was the product of his imagination. Or was she real? She sold herself to be able to help her family. But what if he discovered her secret?

Two individuals with different stories, different emotions and different problems... They meet in a high school, one as a student, the other as an intern... How can they balance their views?

Ollie Clan was a broke college student with absolutely nothing to her name but debt. With bills just piling on her shoulders and life throwing curveballs in her face everywhere she turned, she had no choice but to grasp the lifeline her roommate proposes, take a job at the Werewolf-Human Integration Association or suffer. Werewolves were a common species Ollie never wanted to get caught dead with. They were abrasive, brutal and territorial. Even with that knowledge, Ollie wasn't ready in any way for her client, Ivailo Bridge. Like a moth drawn to a flame, Ivailo was about to burn her from the inside out with his callous attitude. If the definition of insufferable needed a representation, it would be Ivailo Bridge and he wasn't about to make her job easy. It wasn't a secret anywhere in the pack. Ivailo hated every snivelling human in existence and he was about to make it known to the supposed nanny without fail. Ollie was about to learn that werewolves weren't anything like humans. They were nothing short of instinct-borne animals with sharp teeth that bites and claws that have known war. They have never known mercy, not even to their mates.

Vine had always been a "by the book" kinda of girl. Chasing her dreams, minding her busy and ready to handle just about anything, until she meets the ravishing billionaire Nate Ross. She's called to plan his wedding but his exotic smiles and boyish charms proves to be too much for Vine to handle and will make her fall for him (literally), breaking every moral code she had sworn to stand by. As the wedding planner, Vine goes on the forbidden path of loving the groom but will the bride fold for her or will this become a tug of war?

Si Clover ay isang babae na hindi nalalayo ang estado ng buhay sa iba. Gaya ng mga kabataan ngayon ay nahilig din ito sa social media, partikular sa Facebook site. Kabilang din ito sa mga taong naging sikat sa social media dahil halos araw-araw ay humahakot ito ng daang-daang likes. Marami na rin ang sumubok na ligawan siya sa kanyang Facebook account, ngunit palagi niya itong nire-reject. Para sa kanya ang mga lalaking nakilala lang dito ay hindi pwedeng seryosohin, puro landi-landi lang.Pero tila parang nag-iba ang ihip ng hangin at timpla ng kape ng makilala niya si Percy na parang may extended brain orb sa ulo, in short, abnormal, at palaging nanggugulo.Habang tumatagal ang communication nilang dalawa, ang akalang landi lang ay tila ba nag-iba.Is it possible to fall in love in social media?Kung sakali man, may kasiguraduhan kayang magtatagal ang relasyong binuo nila?

Slowly his hands glide up from my hips, up my back to the base of my hairline tilting my head down so that our foreheads touch. His eyes are closed and his breath is just as ragged at mine. “What on earth was that?” I ask “The best damn kiss of my life. Worth waiting almost 3 years to kiss you like that” My cheeks flush red at the comment. We have kissed a handful of times over the years. Usually instigated in a moment of weakness by Dimetrius but never anything like that. That kiss was dripping with desire from both sides. It definitely wasn’t one sided, I could feel what that kiss did to him through the hard length pressing against the inside of my thigh through his pants. I figured, why not throw it all at the wind and take a chance. I maintain eye contact with him as I slowly run my hands down the front of his chest, his eyes don’t leave mine as he sits dangerously still. I bring my hands back up his body again as I wrap my arms around the back of his neck. I adjust myself on his lap, so that now im sitting directly on top of his hard length and lean down to kiss him stopping just short with a smirk on my face. “Amelia” he says my name almost like a warning. That if I push him too far he is scared that he wont be able to stop. Once those flood gates are open, will either of us be strong enough to close them. I’m risking everything in this moment. I’m risking any future with Abran, and I’m risking my friendship with my best friend I am currently straddling. Fuck it