Haikyuu Glasses Guy Novels & Stories

Yesterday, my name was Elizabeth Summers. I was 43 years old with a good job that I didn’t like much, but it paid the bills. When I woke up today, I was told my name is Kimberly Sparks. My birth certificate says I’m 24 years old. I don’t have a job or a place to live. But there’s a seriously hot guy taking me home with him. Elizabeth Summers died yesterday in a terrible fire and Kimberly Sparks was born. But I’m not a phoenix; I’m a werewolf. Who knew?

Archer Martin a notorious Playboy who play around with women heart. A bad boy who allergic to word "marriage"! Ysabella Cullen a beautiful and kind hearted doctor. Her mother died and his father remarry. Being mistreated by his own father, step mother and sister. Never her whole dream she will be wife of Archer Martin Two different people a guy whose every women loved and a girl whose being unloved by her own family. Join and found out their interesting story together. Will marriage bound them together? Or separate them

I came home from abroad to save my nephew's company from going bust, and also to attend his wedding with his sweetheart. But just as the banquet was about to start, a barrage of comments suddenly popped up before my eyes: [Thank goodness the sweetheart is clever and came up with the idea of framing the substitute for poisoning! The male lead will definitely be over with the substitute after this!] [Exactly! So what if the substitute has stayed by his side for ten years? The male lead still loves his sweetheart the most!] Elaine Geston, decked out in a luxury wedding gown, strutted up to me with her nose in the air, looking smug. "So you're the woman Nolan has cherished for ten years? I hate to break it to you, but you're just a substitute for me! You should get lost if you know what's good for you!" I glanced down at my phone, checking the stock prices, not in the mood to deal with her. She suddenly looked shocked. She picked up one of the two glasses of wine prepared for the newlyweds, sniffed it, then pointed a finger at me and yelled, "What a vile woman! You actually poisoned the wine! Just because Nolan loves me, you want to kill us both!" Hearing this, the security guards instantly surrounded me, looking hostile. I was totally baffled. I pointed at my nephew, who was chatting with guests outside the venue, and said, "What substitute? Ask your husband if he dares to treat his own aunt as a substitute. Does he want his whole family to beat him up? Does he want his company to go bankrupt?" The comments went wild. [Oh crap, she's not a substitute but his aunt? The sweetheart's messed up big time!]

Noah Kline is the picture of daytime purity. He is a shy philosophy student who wears glasses and shrinks under Dr. Alexander Elliott's piercing gray stare during ethics lectures. His heart races as he imagines those commanding hands bending him over the podium. At night, he turns into Nyx, the club's dirtiest pole dancer. His body is oiled and shining, his hips grind against steel in a way that makes cocks throb below. He drops into a slow, dirty split that makes cocks throb below. With his thighs spread wide around the pole, he rolls his pelvis in wet, teasing circles. His thong is soaked and clinging to his leaking erection while men stuff hundreds into his garter and fingers graze his balls. When Noah needs money for school, he gets a private VIP gig. He climbs the pole in a tiny thong and a glittering harness. He bends back and slides his fingers inside the waistband to tease his own hole on stage, moaning softly as the crowd cheers. Then the lights catch a familiar face: Professor Elliott, coming out of the shadows, his suit clean and his eyes black with wild hunger. Elliott rushes onto the stage and slams Noah's chest against the cold pole. "Daytime little mouse can't meet my eyes," he growls, shoving his knee between Noah's thighs to rub against his sore cock. "But here you are, dripping and begging strangers to break this tight hole?" Rough hands pull the harness aside, and Elliott's fingers go between Noah's cheeks, circling his entrance before pushing two thick fingers inside and curling them to hit his prostate hard.

Fuck, look at you,” he growled, backing her against the desk, voice low and rough. “Sitting in my class every day with that innocent little smile while your pussy’s soaked for your brother’s best friend.” She whimpered as his hand slid up her thigh, pushing her skirt higher. “Tell me, baby,” he rasped against her ear, teeth grazing her pulse, “how many times have you touched yourself thinking about your professor bending you over this desk and ruining you?” Her breath hitched. “Too many…” He chuckled darkly, fingers teasing the edge of her panties. “Good girl. Because tonight I’m going to fuck you so deep you’ll still feel me when you’re sitting in my lecture tomorrow, trying not to moan my name in front of everyone.” --- He teaches by day… and rules the road by night. Fleeing New Orleans was supposed to be Nirvana Hale’s fresh start. She was finally going to meet Adrian Cross; her brother’s best friend and the voice that had comforted her through her darkest nights. But the man waiting for her in New York is a stranger. He’s the lethal enforcer of a notorious motorcycle club, a man who treats her like a burden to be locked away. Just as Nirvana begins to hate the man she once adored, the world shifts again. On her first day at Rodrigo University, she walks into her lecture hall to find Adrian standing at the podium. In a crisp suit and glasses, Professor Cross is composed, brilliant, and completely off-limits. Now, Nirvana is trapped in a dangerous game of cat and mouse. By day, he's the teacher who refuses to look her in the eye. By night, he’s the biker who makes her pulse race.

"You're mine Ariella Vandenberg" his hand firmly wraps around her slender waist, pulling her closer to him. "Jay...I..I hate you... so much" he smirked and without permission, smashed his cold lips unto hers, enveloping in a passionate kiss. "We Both know that's a lie..". * *. * * Following a painful breakup with her fiancé, Arielle Vandenberg finds sanctuary in a darkly lit club, her thoughts clouded by sadness. But when she crosses paths with Jay Sinclair, a dangerously charming billionaire, her night takes an unexpected turn. Jay Sinclair is the last man Arielle shouldn't be engaged with, given his vicious reputation and untouchable status. But, when a controversy threatens Arielle's future, Jay makes her an attractive proposal: a contract marriage to solve both of their issues. The rules are simple: no strings, no love, just business. But when she starts to unwind, she finds out the awful truth: Jay has been using her from the start. Their terrible encounter at the bar wasn't a coincidence; rather, a deliberate plot to wreak revenge on her family's betrayal done years back, which she knows nothing of. However, with her heart now on the line, she must decide between walking away from the only person who can save her and her family and trusting the guy who fooled her. will Arielle find out even more devastating details about the guy she thought she knew, or will love be able to endure betrayal?.

Eric Simpson is a thin, pale, clumsy, timid and a little introverted 22 year old, a complete opposite to his twin sister, Erica Simpson who is kind of tanned skin, careful, brave and very much extroverted. However he is imperatively very mature and cleverWhen Eric lays his eyes for the very first time on a guy during his sister’s engagement, he crushes so hard that he almost lust over him. But then when he finds out Rein Jackson is a complete jerk that knows nothing about love, he challenges the guy to a deal. “Seduce me.” To gain his sister as a wife, Rein Jackson has to make Eric his number one fan and he has no choice. Was it the best step for Eric to take? What happens when instead of finding Rein a good man for Erica, his twin, he instead falls crazily in love with him?What are these feelings he can’t let go of whenever Rein is on his mind or he sees Rein around?Each time he gets to spend with Rein, the feelings just keep growing... Till a certain point when he knows that he doesn’t just have a crush or a lust over Rein Jackson, but he loves Rein Jackson, as in he wants to be the one to marry him.But he has to make a choice.Will he stand for himself and fight to make Rein, his?ORWill he stand for family and let go of Rein to his sister?What will he do? It is all up to himFind out in this interesting story, brought to you by...... Shen Zhizi

Looking for the most handsome being on Earth?,Go for him . Looking for the most sexy guy on Earth?"Go for him . The guy that ladies drilled for, It's him.. Handsome but dangerous..he is the one. Seth Johnson,the handsome demon.. that's his nickname. The only truant that will caused trouble anywhere you see him.. Cross his lane, you are dead.. But even with all this these,he is the most brilliant student in his college..he never pay attention during lessons hours..is either he is in the bathroom having sex with his girlfriend or in the canteen.. But he is the best at everything concerning academic even no academic. His parents are divorced.. giving him free asses to do anything he wished to. Seth comes to school twice a week, those two days are always hot as a result of his prank and how girls are fighting over his dick.. Trouble everyday.. He just takes pleasure seeing students fighting over him. And then comes the heroin,her name is Pinky.. Beautiful, sexy and cute.. She behaves exactly like Seth... She don't care what people think about her .all she is interested in is to leave her life to the fullest.. When she came to wisdom academy and see how girls were dieing for Seth.. She decided not to act like them.. What happened when seth took an interest in getting Pinky in his bed.. What happened when two of Seth's friends fell in love with Pinky.. Who will she chose!!! Seth...the handsome demon!!! "Henry...!!! Kings!!!!

Samantha Bones has always been the nerd and naive type. But well, not exactly that night. She got rid of her glasses, dropped her hair, and crashed a party. P.S ~She was forced by her stepmom to marry a man she barely know just to save her father's company that's on the verge of bankruptcy. While drunk with grief, she met a stranger and had a one night stand with him. She woke up the next morning and couldn't find him. Months passed and on her engagement night, everyone found out she was pregnant. Hence she became an object of laughter, scorned by society overnight. Her parents hated her, loathed by her husband to be and was driven away from home to search for the one who got her pregnant. ~ ~ Samantha Bones finally found him. He was a smoking hot billionaire, CEO to the wright Diamond corporation in Braeton city. His name is Davis Del Rio. She found him but on his wedding day. She came out of the crowd and shamelessly announced that she was pregnant for him. Davis couldn't denial as he's oblivious that his exquisite night with her resulted in a pregnancy. Enraged by his betrayal, Davis wife to be left him standing at the alter. Becoming a substituting bride, Samantha got married to him. When she got married, she thought she would find happiness but her husband made the marriage hell for her for five years until she lost her child and her husband went into coma. It was only a matter of time until she was deemed a widow and be kicked out by his family. Nine years later, she came back and found out her husband as remarried. Being labeled as the bitter ex wife, she yearned for her well- deserve revenge.

Rivergate's most elite social circle had always shared an unspoken rule. Men were free to play the field as they pleased, drifting from one woman to the next. Women, on the other hand, were only allowed a single, discreet indulgence on the day they came of age—a privately hired "life assistant" meant to take care of their physical needs. … On my coming-of-age day, I picked Elliot at first glance from a hundred applicants who came in for interviews. He wore gold-rimmed glasses, looked composed and restrained, and carried himself with a calm maturity that set him apart. He was steady, meticulous, and obsessively clean. The only condition he agreed to was that there would be no bodily contact—hands only. And after every encounter, he would scrub his hands with disinfectant alcohol a hundred times. Over five years, the empty bottles alone were enough to circle the villa seven times. I used to think that one day, I'd help him overcome his barriers and truly make him mine. That illusion shattered the night I got drunk and accidentally wandered into Elliot's room. Hidden beneath his pillow was a DV camera, and inside were several videos of him pleasuring himself. On the screen, the same man who had always been calm and rational with me was staring at the lingerie of the adopted sister who had caused my mother's death, his Adam's apple bobbing as he moaned her name, "Chloe… I love you…" Only then did I realize that every step he had taken toward me had never been about me at all. It had always been a carefully concealed, long-nurtured love for her. So, it was very odd that he cried when I took my adopted sister's place in marrying someone else.