Good Henti Novels & Stories

His friends immediately hooted at him for getting rejected. Sighing, I turned away to look at the swimmers. To my avail, they had their eyes fixed on me, even Zachariah. His Adam apple bobbing up and down as he starred at me with those beautiful hooded eyes that had got me captivated. He hastily turned around, showing his chiseled back to me. “Let the tournament of 2022 begin.” The boy---Hades, yelled in the mic, the huge crowd erupted in cheers. The thumping of the music getting louder and louder by each passing minute.

His hand brought the sheet upto my neck while his eyes stared at mine . " There is no need to work today , I have arranged food for you , You can order more with the work phone in my office . Number is written beside it " I nodded . " If anything happened call the last number on the diary next to the phone , understood ?" I nod once . " Take care , we'll be back by evening "I bite my lip as he suddenly kissed my forehead and walked out . EH ? Why is my heart beating so loudly ? I was eating some chips and going at the back of the house since they had a T.V there , I walked across the cabin but stopped and walked inside it .

Rebecca Martin, or Bex as we call her, my best friend and daughter to my fathers Beta Josh, and his mate Mary, and I have just finished our graduation party at the pack house and decided we wanted to go to the city, and not just any city, but Nashville Tennessee, home of country music and hot chicken. With permission from our parents and a hotel room for the night Bex and I take off for a night and day of fun and exploration. The sights and sounds of the city have butterflies in my stomach as I try to take it all in and figure out where to go first. Bex of course wants food so our first stop is Hattie B’s Hot Chicken. Situated right there on lower Broadway.

𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔, 𝑮𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆, 𝑮𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒔✨✨ _Ujuritaellianna •••

"Nathan..." "Is that her?" Nathan's eyes landed on me before Mike could finish. His smile widened. "You must be Bree." I stepped out from behind the doorway, feeling awkward and exposed in my oversized sweater and leggings. "Hi," I said quietly. Nathan walked right over, extending his hand. "Nathan Cross. I'm Mike's business partner. And apparently the last person to know about this wedding." I shook his hand hesitantly. His grip was firm but not aggressive. His eyes were kind... genuinely kind, not the fake kind I'd gotten used to from Juliet.

After some days, in afternoon, Hoor was sitting in the living room , when she saw a beautiful girl entering .Mary was also behind her . She was also looking really happy after seeing the girl . "Hello "the girl around 24 or 25 greeted . "Hey "Hoor said getting up , she was confused and a bit nervous. The girl infront of her was really beautiful and Hoor wasn't even a bit confident about her own looks . A lot of doubts and questions were entering her mind regarding the girl and her relationship with Arhaan.

I reminded him. " Oh... Yeah." He trailed off. " I just wanted to say you sang beautiful out there, a but melancholic but fine." He said with a smile. No one compliments me, except ma'am Deborah so hearing it from someone else comes off as strange, if not alien. " My name's Ray. What's yours?" He asked stretching his hands for a handshake. I looked at it icily and refused to take it. He slowly put it back. " Vera." Came my quick reply, with no emotions attached to it.

"You're asking for it!" She bent down, picked up the phone, and pulled up a contact. After typing out a short message, she hit send. A moment later, a reply came through. Charlotte's lips curled into a sinister smile, her eyes glinting with a chilling sharpness.

He seemed to recognize me, too. With a gentle smile, he stood and extended a hand. "Miss Jennings, pleasure to meet you. I’m Callum Grant." "Mr. Grant," I said, recovering quickly and shaking his hand. "Nice to meet you, too." "I didn’t expect to see you again so soon," I added with a polite smile. "Fate works in mysterious ways," he said with that same warm expression on his face. "I’m glad we’re meeting under better circumstances this time."

Rows of whiskey and gin lined the top and the lower ones held the cheaper pours. Rhett reached up for a bottle of the aged stuff and his body brushed mine full on. Chest to back. Hip to hip. His arm stretched over my shoulder and the hard line of his cock pressed against my lower back for one long second. Neither of us moved away. “Are you always this quiet when you work late?” he asked low right near my ear. His breath warmed the side of my neck and my pussy clenched hard around nothing. “Trying not to knock anything over while you stand this close.” I stayed right where I was feeling every solid inch of him against me.