Iss Stories Novels & Stories

I kept close, watching as she scanned the shelves with too much familiarity for someone who claimed disbelief until a moment ago. “I read everything,” Isla continued, her tone half defensive, half proud. “Wars, treaties, wolf lineages, boring recounts of pack meetings. But the ones that caught my eye were always the strange ones. The ones that sounded more like fairy tales than records.” I narrowed my eyes. “Strange how?”

“How is it possible to have two back to back worst days of your life,” Yolanda moaned as she stared in horror at the clothes in her suitcase. She was going to kill her best friend, Jasmine Michaels. She wanted to cry as she held up a crimson red top that dipped to an obscenely low V in both the back and the front.

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

“Now they’re jungle binoculars.” Issa immediately straightened her back. “I need Bunny, my white cardigan, my pink cardigan, glossy boots, pearl hair bow, little skincare, pretty nightgown, and a book.” “You don’t have skincare,” I said. “I have strawberry lip balm.” “That is not skincare.” Karl leaned down toward her. “Which book do you want to bring?” Issa thought about it with deadly seriousness. “The princess one. So the cabin knows I have class.”

EMMA The walk up the stairs felt like a fever dream. My legs were still shaky from the two massive orgasms Sarah had ripped out of me downstairs, and my inner thighs were slick with a mixture of my own juices and her saliva. Jake’s cum had dried in streaks on my skin, but my pussy was already throbbing again, aching to be filled. Sarah led us by the hand—her full, naked body glowing under the hallway light, heavy tits bouncing with every step, ass jiggling enticingly. Jake followed close behind, his thick cock still rock-hard and bouncing, glistening from fucking Sarah’s cunt.

HER POV Fastforward to Year 2020 Teett.. My message alert sounded. Woow, so sexy. Sir Dan, a friend of mine commented. He sent me a photo I just uploaded in my Instapix. I was lying on my stomach on the sand with one foot up and wearing my two piece bikini. Haha... Just a day out with my cousins at the beach. And here's another one! Sir Dan sent another message right after I uploaded a photo of me standing in the two piece bikini turning my back to the camera and raising my arms to the sky.

Riley a daughter to the Essah family moved to high school. Three days after arriving at high school she met a guy named Johan Mills . Sometimes we think we will make our own ways but fate makes our lives ways . A certain incident separated the two . Leaving one in a psychiatric hospital . What has fate planned for the two ? Will the two ever meet again ? Join them as they face reality to an end which was never expected.

¶¶ The world's a messed up place. No one's to be trusted, so you gotta hurt them before they hurt you. ~ Martin Adekunle - ISSY (easy) ¶¶ Martin wouldn't even spare her a glance. They had crossed paths a few times and the boy had walked on like she didn't exist. She needed to talk to him. To set things straight. Whether they liked it or not, they were still in a relationship and things were in a bad place.

TABLE OF CONTENTS Prologue CHAPTER ONE – ROAD TO RIYA CHAPTER TWO – APEX PREDATOR CHAPTER THREE – HUNTING PARTY CHAPTER FOUR – TRAPPED CHAPTER FIVE – CAPITAL’S TRUTH Bonus story  A BEAUTIFUL DAY TO DIE YOUNG * CHAPTER ONE – THE INVITE TO DEATH * CHAPTER TWO – BAD FRIENDS, BAD * CHAPTER THREE – CRUMBLING FLESH OF CHILDREN  THE BIRTH OF ERIC KANE

This rule has always governed my life. “Fuck it!” I muttered. It was obvious that I was growing impatient. A sleek black car pulled up at the curb with a smooth purr. The driver stepped out and opened the back door and a woman emerged. She wore a stunning red gown that clung to her curves, her nipples slightly visible and her heels clicked on against the pavement as she stepped out of the car. The men on the sidewalk couldn't help but stare at her lustfully. I quickly walked to her to guard my treasure from their preying eyes.