Just This Once Novels & Stories

He told her, trying to annunciate every word clearly so she'd understand. "Nope. That's you. Look I'm waving. You're looking at me weird. Oh wait you've turned around. I'm going to jump on your back and scare you. Don't tell you ok?!" "No no! Ava! Don't do it!" They yelled into the phone only for it to have hung up. ~~~

He leans down, his lips a hair's width away from mine. Using my hands, I press against his chest, my eyes searching his wildly. "Okay, but we can only do this once," I breathe heavily. He smirks like the devil. "You think you can just moan my name once, Rae?" Dear God, give me strength. My head presses into the pillow, my eyes squeezing shut to the point I see stars dancing behind my eyelids, and a powerful warmth rips through every one of my limbs as I lose my breath.

I will love you and only you for as long as I live. I give my heart to you, only you. And no matter what happens, I will never take it back. I don't want you to be uncertain about our future or be insecure. You are the only one I want to kiss, the only one I want to make love to, the only one I want to bear my children and the only one I want to be beside me until the end of my life.

"He's all used-up, and you're still acting like he's a treasure? You must be really desperate! What's the difference between that incubus and a dog in heat? Someone like you should just find an honest guy willing to take you in!" Tracy Rowe was standing outside the county office with Jamie Stephenson, arguing with me at the top of her lungs. Meanwhile, Lionel Andrus, the man with an incubus bloodline, was waiting quietly to the side, holding our paperwork.

I whispered, "I get it." I checked my phone, but there were no messages or missed calls. There were just a bunch of headlines: [Rich Girl Julia and Business Big Shot Charles Go Public With Their Love.] [Charles Says They've Been in Love for Six Months.] [Julia’s Best Friend Spills That They Plan to Get Engaged in Half a Year.] [Charles Gives Julie a Ten-Carat Diamond Ring.] Each headline was a reminder of Charles and Julia's love, but Charles was supposed to be my husband.

Never Again 🌷 “Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you.

Another message appears. Unknown: Let’s see how long that lasts. My breath catches. And suddenly… I know this isn’t over. Not even close. Because this time— He’s not just coming back. He’s coming for both of us.

But then, on top of it all, my long term babe replied, "Sorry but you have 0 balance to send this text." Crappp!!! Out of all the time, why must I run out of load right at this moment! Damn it! How unlucky! I should have worn that polka dot leggings for luck today! Anyways, I rushed to any store open at this hour but all the stores were close and at the convenience store, it was temporarily closed since the cashier is not yet there?!! Oh come on! I have no other option! I immediately went to Dylan's hotel but unfortunately it was locked. I knocked four times, why four times, you ask? Well it stands for four-ever (forever). But still no response so I used the key, he dropped the first day we

I could almost feel the flutter of movement—or probably my imagination since the baby’s too young yet—but either way, it made my chest tighten with both affection and fear. “Mommy’s sorry, okay?” I whispered. “You and I, as well as your auntie Amara, will have a feast at home.” —--- I opened the door to our apartment, only to be greeted by Amara’s panicked and frustrated expression. Her eyebrows were knitted and irritation was visible throughout her face as she looked at the paper she’s currently holding. “What’s up with that expression?” I said, raising an eyebrow. “That landlord again! She raised the rent!” Amara hissed, slamming the paper onto the kitchen counter. “This is the fourth time

A third time. She lifted it. One message. Unknown number. No name. No emoji. Just five words that iced her blood: “End this before it ruins him.”