Messed Up Short Stories Novelas e Histórias

But if a doctor is as harsh as Mr miles, then I don't know what to expect. Hello, Good evening. How are you ever one. This is the second update of the day. Please Read my books and recommend it to your friends as well. My first short story is " My roommate wants a piece of me " it is completed and only a few coins are required to read. Write your comments in the comments section and I will write to you back. Thanks .

I left the club on shaky legs, cum still leaking into my underwear, fresh bite marks on my neck, and blood smears on my skin. I had gone looking for a story about underground fighting. Instead, I had become the fighter’s personal cumdump. And tomorrow night, I would be back in that cage, bent over and begging for more.

My fingers shivered as I submitted my creative writing piece to her. I prayed this time she wouldn't criticize my work again and force me into one of those dreaded makeup tests that I always had to take alone, which I hate so much. The manuscript felt weighted with my hidden thoughts, yet I'd managed to capture them on paper. I had poured my most secret longings into this narrative easily after watching my roommate shower, their skin glistening with water. That's when the concept for my story began to form for me.

I buried myself in studying and focusing on my photography, dreaming of the day it could get me out of this city and far away from him. I started picking up more freelance jobs. My aunt could only afford my tuition, and he had been paying my monthly allowance. I worked twice as hard to make sure I didn't need that anymore, to sever that last thin tie. Then, two weeks later, I got sick. It started with a constant, rolling nausea and a dizzy fatigue that led me straight to the school clinic. That was where I found out, with absolute clarity, that he had lied. "Miss Fenwick, the results are back," the nurse said, her tone professionally gentle. "You're approximately three weeks pregnant."

Both of them were murderers, and this time, I wasn’t going to let either of them off the hook. When I snapped back to reality, Cassie had explained the situation to Cole and was asking him to judge fairly. Just like in my previous life, Cole looked at me with disgust as he said, “Sadie, Cassie’s right. You can’t accept handouts like this. If you do, don’t blame me for breaking up with you.” The moment he said that, Cassie shot me a smug look. She was clearly convinced she had me under control.

I moved back, taking retreating steps backward. "You're despicable! How dare you think I did this? You.. it's all your fault. If I hadn't argued with you on Mishap day, I would've been normal" She pointed at me, throwing the slippers at me. I jumped to the side, dodging it. "Mishap day? Mishap day is a myth." I frowned She scoffed, folding her arms. "Well, look at us" Her eyes cast down to her private part. "How.. how are you sure that it's mine? What if it's someone else's?" I pointed at it. She glared at me in disgust.

That was all he said as he took his briefcase and made his way out of the house while I watched him leave helplessly. “I could be good for you.” I whispered in frustration and stomped my feet before clearing the table and dumping them in the sink. I spent the rest of the day as usual, stealing Nick's shirt and hiding it in my room so that I could fuck myself to it at night. When 6 PM struck, I got a text from Mom with a message that had me sighing in despair. Mom: “There's unfortunately too much work. I think I'll be home by midnight. Or in the morning. Take care baby, xoxo.”

he growls, now pulling the seam of my shorts back and forth. “Ah, fuck yes. Don't stop that,” I breathed helplessly, loving the way my insides burned with need. Ace kept at his current movement, not relenting with the push and pull of my seam. My breathing fastened and my eyes closed as I focused on the way my shorts rubbed against my slits. “Ah–ah, please please, I'm–” Before the words could escape my lips, Ace released his grip on my seam, spanking me right after. My core clenched and unclenched as the wave of disappointment crashed over my body.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

Short Story's Blurb: After five years together, I, Vesta Blake, find out Lucien, my Alpha mate, has canceled our anniversary dinner date to spend time with Charmaine, the Beta's daughter he's been close to since childhood. The betrayal sinks in as I confront him, his dismissive response shattering the love I've held onto for so long. Deciding enough is enough, I break up with him and reclaim my independence. But Alpha Lucien starts to start chasing me, craving me even after our break-up and rejection.