Fiction Novels & Stories

And I treat many people to coffee and tea for free - no need to worry about this. The coffee machine rattled noisily, grinding beans. —Where is your section with horror literature? Thrillers? “Everywhere,” Yuna looked around at all the shelves in her field of vision. — We have a shop with a narrow specialization, there is practically no popular literature, especially sentimental prose, women’s fantasy and ironic detective stories. But there is a variety of alternatives, horror, mysticism, thrillers, dystopias. In general, we buy everything that other stores take for testing sales. With second-hand books, things are similar.

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Title: The Lie Genre: Romantic Fiction Plot Idea: Aurora "Rory" Thompson, a successful event planner, falls for her client, Julian Blackwood, a charming and wealthy businessman. As their relationship deepens, Rory discovers a shocking secret: Julian's entire identity is a fabrication. Torn between her love for him and her outrage at his deception, Rory must navigate the complex web of lies and uncover the truth about Julian's past. Chapter 1 Aurora "Rory" Thompson stared at the sleek, black business card on her desk. Julian Blackwood, CEO of Blackwood Enterprises. She had never heard of him or his company, but the hefty retainer f*e he offered to plan his char

"Go on and get to that couch. Those damn medical books came in today and I for one am tired of tripping on them. I laugh and walk towards the living room. I ordered new editions of medical books I was interested in. Grandma called me a nerd, mom laughed, and Rodger told me to go for it. It felt good having a father figure in my life that not only believed in me, but made sure I knew he did. When I get to the living room I hear a faint sound of a song. I stop in my tracks and look around but can't see where it is coming from. The sounds become a little louder and I hear the unmistakable sound of Nickelback's Far Away, my favorite song.

It helped me as a writer, so now I hope it will help me sleep. Stepping into the water, I glide beneath the surface until only my neck and head are above the waterline. It feels good to be encompassed by warmth. If only everything were so simple. What if all this is real, and I’m not hallucinating? What if I am actually being visited by a Sin, who lives in a territory halfway across the land? I’m not sure where I must have read about him, to start having dreams about those eyes, but it was surely in a late night reading session where I fell asleep with the book on my face, and woke with no memory of the last words I read.

I was more interested in the sisters and their conversation. “So, come on, Gigi, spill.” Heidi elbowed her sister. “You were so mysterious about this Adam guy before you came home. I’m dying to know what the deal is.” Gigi groaned. “He’s such a fuckboy! But my Goddess, that dick. He knows what he’s doing. He’s like a drug. I didn’t know humans could fuck so good!” “Have you ever even been with a werewolf?” Paige raised her eyebrows. “How do you know which one is better?”

It's all a fantasy. Fable has been my escape. An unhealthy one. A safe pretend world where I could bury myself. Just like how Zee cried after she finished the final Harry Potter book, or how Jamie bases so much of her worth on the fictional version of herself that lives across a thousand Instagram pics, in the comments and likes of a thousand strangers. Just carefully constructed lies to comfort and lull. Dreams.

The fakir walks beside her and asked if she was the same princess and Lima only could nod her head because her words went paralyzed experiencing the bliss supreme. Amara repeated the questions of the fakir several times to herself and she did find his conclusion cinvincing. "Otaku is not an ordinary mortal to have baseless beliefs. He is a vampire with evil powers. He is after you, wants to kill you because you are none other than Princess Veronica." The fakir spoke condensed. "Go against the time and think over, why are you reborn? Come out of your present birth and invite your past. What is the secret and the only way to end this monster? Where is the solution to end the evil?" He instigat

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

I spent hours alone reading my books, with the image of Jack’s cock print on his shorts constantly flashing before my eyes. I distracted myself, moving everywhere reading different topics. But it never stopped flashing before my eyes. I was reading, and I started feeling my pussy throbbing, soaking my panties. My nipples felt hard and aching. I went to take a shower to relieve myself of those thoughts. In the bathroom, I stood before the mirror, and saw Jack behind me. His hand wrapped around my neck and his other hand fondling my tits. I turned on the tap and poured water onto my face, ending all lustful hallucinations.