Funny Short Stories With A Twist Novels & Stories

, I groan internally, only to hear him chuckle. I look up, from my cup, into his eyes. Those grey eyes that could keep me captivated for a lifetime, getting lost in his eyes was my favorite past time but I can’t afford to show him the softer side of me now, so to hide my unease I take another gulp of my coffee and place the cup on the nightstand, giving me time to compose myself. “Do tell what you find so funny”, I roughly ask him. He smiles, “hearing your stomach reminds me of how much of a foodie you are, surprised you haven’t had breakfast yet or were you waiting for me to wake up”.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

We had been at it for hours, teasing each other with these dirty jokes that started innocent but turned into full on fantasies about what we would do if we ever crossed that line. He was staying over because his place had some plumbing issue, and now here we were, just the two of us, the air thick with this tension that made my skin tingle. He turned his head, those dark eyes locking onto mine, a slow grin spreading across his face. “Oh yeah? Tell me then, Elara. What exactly would you do if I let you?” His voice dropped low, rough around the edges, and he shifted closer, his knee brushing against my thigh.

His behavior deceived me into thinking he had let go of the past; that he had realized it was inappropriate for him to overly grieve the death of an ex-girlfriend. On my mom's birthday, Joshua offered to cook, but he poisoned all the food he made. He tied me to a chair and stabbed me over and over with a surgery scalpel. My blood splattered all across the floor as I pleaded with him to spare the lives of my family members. However, he had lost his mind. "Will Jackie come back if I spare their lives? Harper, you deserve to die! Why did you have to drink so much on that night? Did you see Jackie's car accident coming?"

I ended the conversation with a rough tone not wanting to talk on this matter anymore. “Uh! By the way, your girl is here?” I smiled at him just to kick the adrenaline into the pathetic man’s body. “Really?” and as expected he became jumpy all of a sudden getting up from the bed preparing to leave outside, he was leaving but he steps halted all of a sudden while I was controlling my laugh. “Ha-ha-ha” I laughed slyly knowing the cause and watching the color fade from his face was too fun. “The drunk kiss, you remember it now?” I busted in laughter as it was the moment when he knew he fucked up.

"Give it to me!" Faye yelled. She scrambled to her feet and lunged at me, reaching for the USB drive. But I kicked her back down before she could touch me. "Let's begin with the first part, shall we? Let's see how Warren tricked your precious daughter," I said, my sarcastic tone hanging in the air. The video played, getting more disturbing with every scene, but it wasn't over yet. It revealed Faye and Warren's plan to lure me into bed, get me to drink the spiked drink, and how Warren's assistant took Mindy, disguised as me, away from the restroom.

“I might not have read your script, but with the way you spoke about it, I'm pretty sure it's brilliant and it'll do brilliantly well.” My gaze lifted to see him stunned with his eyes wide opened like I had told a ghost story. He blinked, then smiled. “That's actually quite encouraging. Thanks. I guess you're not that weird after all.” I scoffed. “I guess you're not that tough after all.” Several minutes later, we were still seated, having a great conversation. He narrated a story where he almost got beaten to death after pretending to have a gun so he could scare away some robbers. Somehow, he found a way to make the story hilarious, my amusement making my stomach hurt as I laughed heartily

The pot-bellied guy said smugly, causing the other two to scream wildly as if it was an inside joke that only they seemed to understand. The tall man excitedly approached me. “Except she's prettier.” “Just when the child is there when we play with his dearest mother, everything is even more fun.”The dwarf licked his lips in disgust. They were all giggling like a pack of hyenas. I clenched both my hands into fists as it shook with anger, I couldn't hear this crap anymore. I mustered up all my remaining courage and strength as I elbowed the man on the right hard in the stomach and dug my heel as hard as I could into the right leg of the man on the left.

He finally finished and the others laughed and cheered. “Awkward to admit, but that turned me on,” Elsa mused and the others laughed. “Who’s next?” The nasty stories went on and Saïda kept cringing over and over. Asahd laughed so hard at her. Saïda heard all sorts of things that she wasn’t even sure were possible. They amused and shocked her at the same time. Sometimes she would burst out laughing at the absurdity and oddness of the things she heard. ′Oh my! They are the sickest people ever! How is that even possible?? Eeeeeewwww.′

The destination: the warehouse his father owned, a place already steeped in shadows. Pushing the rusty door open, he was greeted by a familiar, juvenile voice. "Ugh, just gag those idiots already! I'm trying to educate these illiterates with meme language! Like, okay, here's a joke I invented about biased opinions: 'No, I only have one ass!' Hah, get it?" Arun's absurd monologue echoed in the room. Abhi's sharp eyes scanned the dim space. "Abhi! My man, you're here!" Arun exclaimed, abandoning his lecture and opening his arms for a hug.