Novel Man Novels & Stories

one The young man's cold voice rang in the room, while the cold breeze of autumn was much warmer and warmer than his voice. He had already slammed the door and left without his mother needing to speak to his father. While Nevra and Altan looked after their son with sad eyes, Altan turned his full eyes to the window next to his bed: one

“Why d…do you…want to…kill…me? Wh…hat…have I done to…you?” “It's nothing personal,” the man's voice was as cold as ice. “It's just a manhunt.” And the last thing the guy has ever heard in his life was the loud bang of the revolver that ended him. He almost escaped. Only almost. * * * “Hi, good morning. The two of you must be Mr. And Mrs. Andrews?” asked Jacob Price politely, professionally like the way his Snyder Italian Cashmere Sutton Suit in Navy Blue wrapped around his well-built figure. He stood up at a height of 5'11. His hair was dark and soft and the perfect haircut for his oval-shaped face. Blessed with a pair of blue eyes—as blue as the skies, just looking through those windows cou

"She just arrived from studying overseas. And my, she's bloomed into a very beautiful woman!" "I don't remem—" Manu's words were suddenly cut off when someone bumped into him. "Sorry!" He heard the person apologize before walking away from him. "Magnus, are you listening to me?" Selina asked. "Yes, Ma. Sorry, I got distracted with something," he answered, looking around him. He was standing by the roadside where it wasn't crowded. How could that careless person still bump into him? "Where were we?" He tried to brush off what happened but found himself watching the person clothed in all black attire and a hoodie slowly disappear from his sight. Weird. His heart seemed to beat unusually fast.

Sorry, sorry. "Hello, I'm Charlotte." I neared the man and forwarded my hand for a polite handshake, when he stood up, I took a step back and stared up at him. Damn he was huge. I stared up at him not daring to stare in his eyes. I'm that awkward person that instantly gets shy around new people and I hate it. I hate how my heart is beating so fast right now like I'm about to get a fucking heart attack, I also hate the fact that I'm sure my cheeks are pink. I have a pale skin and I hate it!

waited. There was some slight irritation where the laser was hitting him but other than that, nothing. Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared. He felt like there was something new inside his head. The robotic voice came again and gave further instructions. "Please close your eyes and concentrate. Imagine a safe place, any place, you are standing inside it. No one else can get in here, this is your personal palace..." Somehow Sheng Chen could feel himself falling asleep. The robotic voice sounded a bit hypnotic and Sheng Chen couldn't help but follow its directions. He did as told but after several minutes nothing happened. He kept trying over and over again and finally after a full hour h

Man of shade manor 2 My breath comes out in pants as my mind races with what to say. I close my eyes taking in a couple of deep breaths. "I...I-I'm alright," I whimper. I watch as he wipes the blood off his hand into his clothes. He sighs, running a hand through his long hair. He begins to undo my restraints. His soft fingers lightly caress my wrists as he removes the ropes. Once I'm released I bring my hands to my chest running my fingers over the raw flesh. The man offers me a hand pulling me to my feet. My legs tremble beneath me but the man continues to hold me upright.

AVA’S POV It made me wonder if this man ever smiles or had a reason to in his life. “I live with a man who had businesses with dangerous underworld bosses and you expect me not to know how to curse?” A dry chuckle rumbled out of my chest. I was seriously out of my mind. After everything that has happened, it wouldn’t be normal if I didn’t lose my mind. “You’re too innocent to curse..” Vincenzo walked past his brother and me, heading to the entrance door, his phone in his left hand.

“ May I come in?” His voice, dark and deep. “My heart rate triples fuck?” “This is really happening.” I had always thought about what my first time would be like, touching a man, being touched. Not for once did I think it would be to the highest bidder. If at any point the mystery man decides to use his fists or hurt me, I would scream at the top of my voice that the security would walk in and all would be okay. “He will deal with the man and I will still get paid.”

After teasing the soft curls between my thighs, those fingers finally pressed against my swollen folds. I knew they were already slightly parted. The man spread them further, rubbing slow circles against the sensitive flesh between them. "Ah... Don't... Ah..." I had never experienced stimulation like this before. My legs kept tightening instinctively, clamping together before falling apart again. Not knowing who it was, I pushed weakly with one hand, but that large hand had already wrapped around my breasts, kneading them greedily. At the same time, his fingers pinched and rolled my nipple, sending sharp waves of pleasure racing through my body like electric currents.

“We only need to speak with her.” “Access denied,” the man snapped, raising his bow. My men bristled, ready to tear him apart, but Novel held up a hand. She took a slow, cautious step forward into the "no-man's-land" between the two groups. “I know why your pack is dying,” she said, her voice ringing clear through the ruins. The man scoffed. “You know nothing, girl. Run back to your protector before you end up dead.” My blood turned to fire. I reached for him, my claws ready to lengthen, but Novel’s gaze stopped me. I let out a frustrated huff, forced to trust her.