Longest Short Story Novels & Stories

: “Now, now. Naraja no need to get so antsy. We got ~alllllllll~ the time in the world, so sit on your ass like you are, pfft. Because it’s going to be one hell of a show from here on out.” Next thing Naraja noticed on the horizon where the mysterious black-figure resided was one shadow-y black Gorilla that developed itself next to the black figure and then another one appeared and then another and then another and then another one. Around one-hundred to one million of those shadow-y Gorilla’s had started to appear rapidly. No one could keep up with the amount of these things anymore, especially Naraja. If Naraja had a title to call these things at this moment it would be a ‘Stampede of Gori

What our story is, from what I myself have just said, I already have the answer, but I wanted to hear from his lips, to know what he thought our story was. "I'm the one asking you that question, Ethan!"--- I take my cup.--- "What our story is to you." "An erotic, almost sexual poem."--- He begins to answer.--- "It is short like a poem, where most of what it tells you is about that, sex. But not just any sex, one that you forget after a few minutes. One that is remarkable, with orgasms so powerful they take you to the moon with such. They are remarkable moments despite everything, despite the short time you have together. You will know that it will soon be over, but you will remember every mo

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!

All through the night, a whole lot of the men, waiters and guests, tried once or twice to get him to fuck them. His gift refused to leave his side. The night had been long and wild for him and he knew this was the best fun he had had in years, and now that he had had a taste of asses, he knew pussies could never interest him again.

Me: I can’t be here for too long. Me: Rand, please say something. The messages sat there, taunting me. Delivered, but unread. No reply. No typing indicator. Just silence. Maybe he was on his way. I just had to wait a little more. ***** I waited 20 long minutes. As soon as time ran out ,I grabbed my phone. My thumb jabbed at the screen,refreshing again and again, still nothing. My stomach twisted. The single gray tick beside each message confirmed it—he wasn’t getting them. Or worse, he was and just didn’t care.

Chapter 1. It was 9:00pm..the cafe was still open. Ari flipped the sign closed knowing he won’t leave..not anytime soon. He was about 6 feet tall, dark skin with brown eyes. Ari had noticed him for about two weeks now. He always came around the cafe by 7:00 and leaves way after closing time. He never came around without his book and pen…always writing something in it as he gulps down his iced coffee. Ari didn’t know much about him besides his name…Cam…he always puts it down for orders.

he answered immediately. Frowning, I vaguely recalled seeing that one. But it was way at the end of the list of files, so I hadn't paid it much attention. Setting my own plate down, I walked around the couch and grabbed his laptop. Bringing it back to the table with me, I fired it up while I started to eat. He just stared at me curiously. Locating the story, I opened it and immediately began scrolling. "Holy shit this one is long!" I exclaimed. "Yeah," he said between mouthfuls of egg. Then he added, "It's the longest uh... dad-daughter story I've ever written."

My dearest readers ♥️ I honestly don’t know how to properly start this note. *Her Only Exception* is the longest story I have ever written, and it is also my very first book. Sitting here at the end of 244 chapters feels strange, emotional, and a little overwhelming. This story lived with me for a very long time. I carried Andrea, Henry, Mindy, Marcus, Sophie, and everyone else in my mind through so many days and nights. Watching their lives unfold chapter after chapter was both exhausting and deeply meaningful, and somehow… you all stayed with me until the very end.

A firece gust of wind during a Gale boee 45-year-old Vittorio Louise's car into a river near Naples, Italy, in 1983. He managed to break a window, climb out and swim to shore, where a tree blew over and killed him. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

Three Months Long is a story set in Abuja, in predominantly two districts, Wuye and Jabi. Peter and Olivia are in love and want to have a future together. However, Olivia is older than Peter by a few years and already a graduate while Peter is still a freshman in the university . While Peter’s family is not perturbed about the difference in age and academics , Olivia’s family won't have any of it. Peter promises Olivia a forever love but will their love stand the stern test from their parents and the Nigerian society where it's expected for a man to be several years older than his partner? As the story unravels, love, fear, uncertainty, parental pressures determination, trust and values are