Jude The Obscure Novels & Stories

I’m sure it’s just his shirt that is missing because I can see his black pants from the legs he has elongated and out, from under the sheets. So the sound of rustling sheets I had heard earlier, it was just my brain playing with me. Why on earth is he shirtless when in a room alone with his friends? His expression instantly goes rigid and probably matches mine on sighting me. Jude sits up, his hands flying up in a trial to close the very exposed skin of his chest. There is only a little that could cover. In his eyes, his movement, his expression, I can read a weird expression that I have never seen on Jude’s face before.

Jasmine tried to move her hand, but was somehow stuck touching him, feeling the ickiness of the sludge crawling in her skin. “You will take Lucifer’s offer.” They looked at each other for a moment as time stilled. The wind started to blow only around them as they had their private conversation. Jasmine noticed the strike of lightning that stood the test of time not moving as she tried to break away from Judas using her other hand to pull. “Let me go.” Her voice rumbled as the thunder cracked the sky. Judas smirked. “Do you believe you are better than Jesus himself? I know him and seeing you…” he shook his head. “You don’t even compare…”

Now she was spread wide open to his lustful gaze. Jasmine was horrified at how her body responded, She had never felt so humiliated. But the realization that her pussy was utterly exposed to her lover's eyes, plus the sight of his Cock, sticking up fiercely, gave rise to an erotic excitement which she couldn't control. Her pussy dripped wet and Pedro couldn't help but grin as he watched it drip wetly and her cum soaked her pussylips.

“Who are we to judge? They all look the same on the inside with all this useless covering gone. Take away all the decorations and we are all as ugly. We hide demons devoid of conscience inside ourselves; we keep them hidden in the secretive corners of our hearts, livers, lungs. It is our job to bring them into day light, to let them burn in the purge of the illumination. Which is exactly what she must be going through now.” The cold voice grew an edge of lust. “Her hidden demons are contorted in spasms of agony as we speak. They twist and writhe in time with the physical spasms of her body. See her squirm and groan! That is her darker side answering to the caress of light.”

In a time when there was no electricity, no fancy smartphones nor designer clothing. The place where his soul had drifted into was supposed to be unfamiliar to him, but yet, he felt as if he had known this world before. He wondered around the street, looking at the people on the street. At first, they didn’t seem to have noticed him, and busy doing their own business. Street vendors calling out their speciality merchandise, and soon it had become clear to him. The street vendors would ask him if he wanted to buy their merchandise, and one of them called him out. “Childe Yang! Do you want to buy some jade?”

Stay here everyone. He opened the door to a young man who looked vaguely familiar. My name is Marcus he said. I am another one of the hidden ones. My mother knew John years ago. Sarah made sure I stayed out of the picture. I want recognition. I want my place in the family. I deserve it after everything that was kept from me.

logan yelled her name because his previous question with silence,it was obvious Ruth wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. “I don't have appetite”. She replied nonchalantly and sighed. “Go pick it and eat it now!!”. Mr. Logan command,Ruth narrowed her eyes in surprise at her father's statement. “What??”. She couldn't help but ask. “I said go and pick the rib you discarded now!!”. He replied,his gruesome voice eoched. A smile curved at Rita's lips as the scene unfolds before her. “I have discarded it father”. Ruth replied,her voice barely above a whisper,she didn't expect her father to say such thing to her.

asked a woman. Qeiza felt she had ever heard that voice. She didn’t know where. Her memory was still hazy. “She should have been awake,” said a man. Qeiza soon recognized the voice. He was the round-faced man. An old saying was actually right. Never being deceived by appearance! It’s just the same as don’t judge the book by its cover. “What should we do now, Miss Aleta?” 'He is the blue-eyed man,' thought Qeiza. 'So, they are Aleta’s men?'

Lucas's father asked staring at us as I placed Gavin back in his seat. "Let's say yes," I shrugged and began sharing the sponge cake. 'I hope they sort it out!' I thought. ______________________________________ * * * What do you guys think so far? Please drop a review ❤️❤️ Do you want a sequel about Ben and Beatrice's Story? Please, you all stay tuned for the Book 2 of the Obsession series, a Sequel of 'Secret Obsession' titled:- HIS WILD OBSESSION.

Jasper barely noticed any of it either. She visibly tensed when he stepped inside the room. There was something in him, something that made every other thing look hazy around him, all you could see was him, either in darkness or light. He was modeling in a heavy cloak, indicating that he just come from somewhere. Does he feel cold as well? Seems like he was busy on a hunt. Hunting humans. He sat on the master chair in the corner of the room as Fiona stood beside him. She was dressed in a maroon gown, her blonde hair resting freely on her shoulders. There was evilness hidden in such an ethereal beauty. What a waste.