Miss Doublefinger Novels & Stories

He wore a smug smile on his face. "What a coincidence, Zack. Edna and I are picking out matching rings." For fear that I might miss it, he deliberately waved their linked hands to show the matching rings on their ring fingers gleaming under the lights. Edna instinctively tried to pull away, but he tightened his grip, so she stopped. "Honestly, I should thank you, Zack. If you hadn't backed out, who knows how much longer Edna and I would have missed our chance." He smiled provocatively and raised an eyebrow at me as if he was triumphantly showing off his trophy. His smug, petty expression was truly nauseating.

I need to conquer him and have him eating from my hand. We sat facing each other, “Thank you honoring my invitation.” I gave him a killer cat smile, “Well I figured I might as well give you the chance to make it up, and thanks for the treat today. I really enjoyed swiping your card.” He smiled, “You're welcome, honestly I was disappointed when I saw the debit alert on my account. You didn't even spend up to a hundred thousand dollars, I didn't know you're a modest girl.” His tone dropped with sarcasm.

I applied a bit of foundation to my face and fixed my thin bangs. “Of course, it’s my last day as a single woman.” I smiled, and I caught a glimpse of the sparkle in Ate Angie’s eyes from the mirror’s reflection. “We’ve prepared so many surprises for you from me, Kara, and Angeli.” My lips curved into a grin when I heard Angeli’s name. Angeli is one of my close friends because she’s my fiancé’s best friend. Ate Kara and Angeli were classmates in college. Angeli introduced me to Hubert, and she was also the one who almost orchestrated our closeness.

Xavier smirked at my response. "Not yet" he growls, then goes back to devouring me. He starts to finger me faster; I squirm a bit. Moaning his name. His touch is gentle but hungry. I arch my back more. "Please." I feel him nod, his tongue going fast in sync with his fingers, him moving them fast and fast. I yell out, moaning his name loudly as I cum all over his fingers. I feel him pull his finger out of me, he licks me, lapping up everything.

This is embarrassing. "Zara, we missed you so much. You don't know how horrible it felt to see you lying unconscious on that hospital bed. Every day, every single day I prayed that you'd wake up. I missed you so much and now you're back- I-I want you to be happy and live a worry free life." His voice was beginning to crack. I can tell, he is about to crack with emotions. This is serious; the Emelie I know never breaks down even as a child.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Throughout the whole drive, he kept talking to her. I was unconscious for six months, and that was all it took for him to worm his way into her life. And she hadn't stopped him. At first, she kept her replies short, still aware that I was in the back seat. But after a while, she started engaging and asking him questions. I leaned back and shut my eyes, pretending to nap. When we got to Cloudscape Hotel, every dish she ordered was spicy, which was Chad's favorite. Only after I looked at her did she remember I existed and added two dishes I liked.

A voice message, no less. Frowning, I played it, and Christina's voice came through the speaker. She was seething with fury after being ignored and humiliated. "Really, Jeremiah? Don't come then. And if you've got the balls, don't bother ever coming back home either!" I almost laughed. That was the one thing I wasn't planning to ever do. Expressionless, I promptly blocked and deleted Adrian's number as well. My mood improved instantly, and I even caught a couple more big fish. Everything seemed to be working out perfectly.

When it became awkward she slid past him to the right, still seated on the stairs. “Let me see your hand, Reign,” William demanded. “It’s nothing Willy,” she sighed frustratedly. “Stop calling me Willy and let me see your fucking hand Reign,” he grabbed her hand and gained a scream from her. It was surprising then that she realized it was two splinters in her hand. One in her thumb and the other in her palm. “Leave me alone!” she yelled at him. Struggling to get up, she practically ran off the stairs trying hard not to react to the burning sensation around her ankles.

She muttered slowly. “I really miss you. I know the last time we met, it was a dark time for us. And I'm really sorry, because I can no longer talk to you directly. Jane, you are my best friend. One of the best. I know, if I haven't been of much help or anything to you all this time. I just wish it would be different now. Henry and I will fight for you. To be able to get justice for your death. We promise. Sooner or later things will get better, and... you will get justice. At least, that's the price I have to pay for what happened to you, Jane. Even at the last moment you still think of me. Then how can I not give you what you deserve…”