Fictional Epub Novels & Stories

Raeleigh Campbell POV Pouring myself a glass of wine, I walk back to the sofa. I thought the worst was over and done with. When I logged back into my I*******m, something I didn’t do often. I hated being online, seeing what everyone’s hot takes are when it came to me. I curl on the sofa pulling the blanket to my chest. Taking a sip of my white wine. my feed is flooded. God this was out of control, I’m surprised I haven’t gotten a call from Whittney yet.

he wiggled his brows at me and snorted and I shook my head. "Is it about your author friend?" I asked and he nods. "Yes! There's something intriguing about her story" he said and I raised a brow at him. "Don't tell me you're brooding over a fictional story that someone wrote" I chuckled. "It's not a fictional book. It's non-fiction and the story is quite touching". "Since when did you become a softy over books being read?" I asked still amused. "Is not really the matter of being a softy dumbass. I just find the story similar to what happened to you".

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THEMES: Dark and Intense, Incubus- X- Human, Demon- X- Human, Filthy tone, Accidental demon summoning, Memory reading, Blackmail pre plot, Risky fuck, Public setting, Fucking in a Library, Aftercare, Revenge, Spell Gone Wrong, Spell circle, Trapped in a Spell circle rune.

Copyright 2018 by Stephanie Sebastian. This book may NOT be reproduced in any way or in any other language. I know it's boring for you guys to read this same warning from the authors in W*****d but you need to understand this. This book is fictional and solely based on my imagination. I DO NOT AND WILL NOT APPRECIATE MY WORK BEING COPIED. It is NOT a good thing to do and I will take action on those who do it. And Finally,

I was expecting my heart to race as it used to when he was close, but it didn't; instead, my heart was peaceful. @@@@@@ Author, are you a lovely lady? First and first, I apologize; I like this book and wish to update it frequently, but I have never earned a dime from it, therefore my exclusive book took precedence. I beg your pardon. Please share my book so I may live a better life hahaha, and while you're waiting for it, you can read my unique book on fictum or fizzo here: by memories (Ruthless is about to become Alpha)

Resting my head against Albert's shoulders,I smiled with contentment and happiness knowing fully well,this is a dream come true for me. ⚜️⚜️THE END!!⚜️⚜️ This short piece from me ends here!😜 Did you enjoyed the story?? Please, comment and like this episode. It wasn't easy...I swear!😂 This story is pure fiction, written by me... Adaobi Peter Silvia. Thanks for reading. Love you guys!!😘😘 💃💃💃 This is the last series guys!! Hope you enjoyed every bit of the compiled stories! Thank you!

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

I hope you enjoyed the read. I am currently working on a new story, Mine Peaches and it is a dark romance, erotic book. However, I have no idea how much readers would like to read this book. The prologue of the book would come right after this chapter. Thank you once again for reading. 🫶🏽❤️

” I asked, frustrated by the sassy words. “I really don't know,” Emily said, flipping onto the next page. They even wrote more about this problem. How the crossing over worked initially, the explanation of parallel worlds, alternate universes, doppelgängers. Signs of being from another world after total memory loss, and stories. A bunch of stories of people who have suffered from this. “Author?” Nikkie asked, and Elaine flipped the book over. “MoonCub.” She replied, with a sigh. “Well, let's find MoonCub. " We have the map, don't we?” Nikkie said, snatching the book.