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The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.

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.

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He arrived with a 3-page G****e Doc titled **Operation Fake Love: Backstory & Script**. Ava stared. “You wrote a script?” “I’m a method actor,” he said proudly. “We met at a bookstore. I saved you from a runaway goat at the market. You fell in love with my bravery and my taste in poetry.” Ava facepalmed herself. “No goats. We met at a coffee shop. I spilled latte on you. You forgave me because I’m charming.” Finn gasped. “That’s boring!” “It’s believable.” He sighed. “Fine. But I’m adding pet names. Babe. Honey. My little corporate overlord.”

Alfi asked. "Hey, it”s a part of the story. It”s called filler, a short story that doesn’t relate to the main story. Then why did I put it? It”s because I had no idea what to write, so to avoid the reader”s bad review for me slacking off, I decided to put Kiki”s story to attract them." I explained "But why his story? I would agree if it were Herman”s or Kartika”s. Anyway, it”s a comedy fantasy story, right? We just don”t need such an inferior story!" Alfi exclaimed.

Before there were doors between worlds, there were stories. They whispered from hearth to hearth and ship to ship— of wolves that ran like midnight wind, of foxes with nine tails and nine more tricks beyond that, of fae who looked like carved moonlight and smiled like knives. Humans loved those stories—as long as they stayed in books and bedtime. The moment a story breathed, the moment a pair of eyes glinted from a tree line or a shadow stepped out of the corner of a room, humans did what humans do best when they’re afraid.

“I don’t really know what to think, Gavin. You brought me here with cryptic allusions to a Truth, then have me read these stories . . . ” I wave at the book and I swear Gavin’s flowing script wavers and trembles, beckoning me to read on. “These stories can’t be true, not literally. Okay, so you had an accident and you re-evaluated your career and your life, then used that experience to tell an entertaining story. Maybe you embellished a little in places, maybe you hallucinated some and used that as material. But . . . ”

We never got to see how they lived happily though, but the smile in the last scene after which the The End, flew or swivelled or zoomed in, made it obvious. Nisim did tell me later that The Thief was a short story and short stories ended that way! It was five pages long, much longer than the stories in the book Deuta had gifted me on my eleventh Birthday – Aesop’s Fables – the stories in this book were never more than two pages. And always with a moral at the end. The Thief didn’t have a moral – that was the best part though – I never liked memorizing morals. But the thing was, my brother was calling the longest story I had read till then, a short story! By then, though, I had some idea of a

Though he has stopped monitoring the island every moment… The world that was crazed with digitalization had finally learnt to take a break, to talk, to love, to feel, to unplug but how long this change will last only future can tell…. Authors note: I hope you enjoyed reading Fictitious Reality. It often becomes difficult to distinguish between Fiction and Reality. In such times we should not panic. We should use our wit and reasoning to make the right judgement. Do let me know what you think about this book through COMMENTS and REVIEWS.

There was one solitary, big book on a low table between them. "The title of the tale is The Binding of Autumn," he began, his voice an entrancing whisper just in harmony with the shriek of the fire. “It's the tale of a harvest god who offers a mortal woman a choice: one night of absolute freedom for one year of unimaginable riches for her people." He didn't move as his eyes met hers. "The consent is the matter at hand. It must be freely bestowed, not coerced, and whispered three times into the skin of his throat." “Do you have any idea what sort of story you're going to be reading me tonight?”