Naughty Nooners Novels & Stories

"Hey, pretty lady." A male voice said, causing me to stare at the person who owns the voice. It's Christmas night, and the only thing that does happen during Christmas night around this area is for young single souls to match themselves up with any other single soul they find across the street. Well! I guess this is what I'm going to do. "Hi," Cornelia replied while trying not to behave annoyingly. "Hey. I'm Kenny Salvador. The guy who can give you a great time." The guy said, before disgustingly winking at me.

Black reminded me. “My name is Jack. I'm a new janitor. They said I could come here to change.” They remained quiet for a while and then burst out laughing. “They really sold you out. This closet isn't in use anymore. You've been hazed. The janitor's closet is downstairs. You smell like my grandma in those old uniforms. Go downstairs and change. Go, get out of here.” I laughed awkwardly and walked out of there as quickly as my legs could carry me.

But if it's awkward, we stop. 'Deal.' Jordan got up and took his laptop off the couch and placed it on the coffee table. We went into the living room and sat down on the cushions, very close to each other, even touching shoulders. He started a browser and entered a site and scrolled to a video thumbnail, two guys, one of them muscular like him, the other one lean-bodied, both naked. 'This one's basic. Begins with them kissing and proceeds to fuck. No BDSM, no rough stuff, just two men toying each other assholes. He pressed play and the screen was filled with the scene.

The last girl, a sophomore with perfectly straightened hair, actually wrinkled her nose when she spoke to me. The prep room was exactly what I'd expected from a place like Nocturne. The entirety of it was polished marble and gleaming mirrors, with clusters of girls touching up their makeup and adjusting their uniforms. The chatter died when I walked in, replaced by the kind of pointed silence that felt heavier than any noise.

*Ellas POV cont.* Finally it was time to take our last exam for nursing school. We skipped training so we could study one last time. We will do the written exam then head over to the pack infirmary so the teacher could make sure we were ready. The teacher would be here in an hour and we was nervous. Depending on the results Luna Claire, who now insists I call her , Claire had planned a BBQ party this evening. Tomorrow is my birthday and I couldn’t talk Claire out of a dinner. Kierra would turn 18 in a month. I had always thought she was a few months behind me but it’s only a month. She’s hoping that Beta Cole is her mate. They have grown closer since I have been here. He already knows and th

"Have I been too nice to you, Violet? When did you become so mean? I won't mark you for now. You need to think about what you did. When you know you were wrong and say sorry to Hallie, then I'll think about letting you be my second mate." As Camilo left my house, he bumped into Alex, who had brought a group of people to help get ready for the marking ceremony. Alex rushed over to me, leaving the group behind. Camilo's eyes looked at the group behind Alex. There were tailors, guards, and people who made perfume. He couldn't help but stop one of the tailors and ask, "Where are you all going?" The tailor stood up straight proudly. "We've been asked by the Alpha's son, Mr. Alex Skye. We're going

Crude. The voices weren’t unfamiliar. “That’s Derrick’s laugh,” Raven said, brows furrowed. “And Eric too… Wait, is that James?” I closed my notebook. “It is. And... that sounds like Noah.” We exchanged a long, slow glance. Noah and his clique. They were infamous—flirtatious, reckless, always chasing girls. But what were they doing at this hour? The moans—then laughter—then moans again. It felt wrong. Out of place.

The pool's clear waters sparkled under the sun. As part of her pre-wedding photoshoot plans, Vivian arranged a special session featuring herself, Veronica, and their babies, with Regina joining them. They all wore exquisite, long champagne-coloured silk gowns that flowed gracefully. Their hair was elegantly styled in loose, cascading waves, lending them an ethereal and glamorous aura. The babies, dressed in adorable outfits, providing an extra layer of sweetness to the enchanting scene. The nannies carefully cradled the babies while Vivian, Veronica, and Regina gracefully gathered their long gowns and moved to the first photo spot. Regina gently reminded her daughters to capture the photos w

A smile washes over my face as his rough voice floods the space, and I can just imagine his tired, haggard face. “Because not only are you the weapons manufacturer,” he continues, “you’re also a Nero. And you’ve managed to bag the only other Nero in the galaxy they know about. I think you could stand to learn a little humility, Nova.” “Slag, Edan, you’re alive!” I say, relief flooding through me. “Are the others okay?” “What the void, Nova?” Zayne’s voice speaks through the overhead sound system. “You can’t just go and disappear like that and then make a major outing on The Black Hole of Truth. Are you trying to give everyone a slam heart attack?”

I said. “Get your underwear out of a knot,” Noah yelled. “Do you have to be so damn loud?” “Nash, I have to bring all the attention my sexy way.” The girls started giggling, I knew they would find him funny. Noah is a strong fighter, but fabulous as ever. He had his nails painted bright pink today. “Nova and Vivian met our friend Noah,” I said as I pointed to the girls. “Hello, gorgeous ladies, tell me when are we going shopping,” Noah immediately said.