Exposed Novels & Stories

My eyes widened as I stared at Kyrian Maddox half naked, hair damp, water still on his body, his butt hanging out facing me. "You've got to be fucking kidding me.”

I said, and I meant it in a way that had nothing to do with the Westbrook account. "Oh," Eli said, and there was understanding in his expression. "That kind of processing." "I don't know how to do this," I said, and I was terrified by how much vulnerability was in that admission. "I don't know how to exist outside of my control structures. I don't know how to let someone actually see me." "You already are," Eli said. "You're doing it right now." "It's terrifying," I said. "I know," Eli said. "But you're still doing it. That's what counts."

Completely exposed. Ezra stopped as he stared at my naked body. His eyes drank every curve and dip of my body. His Adam’s apple bobbed. His arms rippled with fur as his chest vibrated with purrs. He clenched his jaw and placed his hand over my belly as if claiming it. “Mine,” he said in an animalistic voice when his gaze landed on my pussy. He brought his hand lower to my sex where he parted my lips and exposed my clit. His eyes flashed golden, and I knew Shade wanted to come out. “Mine,” Shade growled as if telling it to the entire universe.

Bianca's POV "And how you expect one who you always feel is useless to come up with anything meaningful. Honestly, if you continue talking to me in the manner you do, then I wouldn't mind exposing all of these to whoever cares to listen because I have had it up to here…" He said, pointing to his neck. That moment, I felt attacked and knew the best I could do was to apologise to him. The word 'expose' was still ringing in my ears, very loud and clear, so it felt threatening. I couldn't let this spiral out of control. Not when everything was already falling apart.

He sat down on the small bench beside the door and began wrestling with his laces with great concentration, his tongue pressed lightly between his teeth. I lingered awkwardly near the doorway, snow melting slowly from the edges of my coat and boots, suddenly very aware of how strange it was to stand inside a stranger's home with my suitcase still clutched in one hand. The warmth felt wonderful after the biting cold outside; it was the kind of warmth that reached into your bones and made you realise you had been colder than you knew, but it also carried the uncomfortable reminder that I had crossed some invisible line. Ten minutes ago, I had been a traveller stranded at a taxi stand with a br

Her legs are exposed. And they’re dark green and scaly. Monstrous. Abnormal. Supernatural.

My parents want me to continue my study abroad to avoid you. Sorry if I wasn’t able to stop them. Sorry if I need to leave you now. But I know that even if they keep pushing us apart, my love for you will never change. You know how much I love you, Bree. No one can replace you in my heart. We’ll see each other again, Bree. I love you! -Seb End of flashback

Blood spilled down her earlobes at once, stark and raw against her skin. Hilda's scream, high and piercing, burst through the microphone and reverberated across the hall. Beside them, Alex caught the rising swell of murmurs, each one louder than the last. His face went pale. Fighting to hold himself together, he dropped to his knees. "Mom, Dad, I really am your son!"