Novel Selingkuh Novels & Stories

“Come on. I’ll take you upstairs to rest.” He stood and guided her toward the stairs. Finn and Calvin exchanged a look. Then they followed right after them. God, I wanted to go eavesdrop so badly. Linda, sitting beside me, muttered under her breath, “Slutty bitch.” That jogged my memory. There was a drugging subplot around this part of the story. If I remembered correctly, Linda was the culprit. She had been secretly in love with Calvin for years, but Calvin only had eyes for Nancy. In the original novel, she managed to drug him, but afterward he turned the tables and dosed her ten times worse, leaving her stranded with no help. She ended up with a terrible fate.

“Bianca thinks somebody sabotaged her during the questions game, Ethan is flirting with literally every woman breathing, and Sienna cried because she thinks America hates her.” Selena blinked slowly. “It’s been one day.” “Exactly.” That honestly scared Selena a little. One day. And already the villa felt emotionally unstable. Nova suddenly narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Now tell me the real gossip.” Selena sighed. “What gossip?” “You and Mr. Ninety-Eight Percent.” Selena threw a pillow at her immediately. “There is no gossip.” “But he likes you.” Selena looked away too quickly. Nova gasped dramatically. “OH MY GOD. You like him too.”

" Yes, I wanted you in my bed but also my arms, in my life. I was burning for you. When I saw you here, standing in that old T-shirt, I can't tell you how I felt, I was very happy to eventually be able to find you but the very next moment, I realized that you were waiting for Joseph to come, dressed like that and I swear I wanted to kill him and burn the whole world, but I didn't understand that I was falling for you. " " Chris, don't say anything that you don't mean... You are lying now. " " I do mean it and I know that you have feelings for me. I realized that after that night when Joseph told me about his upcoming wedding with Sophie. I wanted to tell you that maybe I was feeling for you

Beside it lay the letter, slipped from her hand when hope finally gave out. She had studied that handwriting, desperate to find a hidden clue—anything to suggest it was fake, a mistake, a misunderstanding. But the ink was steady, deliberate. Her mind fought to make her not believe what she'd read, playing out scenes where Cole had been the most magnificent husband. But, the truth couldn’t be disguised. Her vision blurred. A voice cut through her spiraling thoughts. “Well, now that you know the truth, what are you going to do, Selene?”

In the expanse of Allah's prayer rug who became a friend, crying, complaining and being grateful And in the ink strokes, and in the memories of all the people I will know later, will be written a story. about my life, Sintia Budiyanti Continued to the next Sintia The Series story and novel series 1. Sintia Yang Terbuang Cinta 2. My Friends and Love Story 3. Lentera 4. Sofia Bandung 1952 Thank you, Nyi Mas Ratu Intan

All the pack members looked so furious and even though I was equally as angry as they, I could not harm her or let them harm her. “I am in my right senses, Kaelion. You had your men lock me in the room so you didn't have to show my face to them all but here I am,” She uttered, making the situation worse than it already was. Most of the pack members' claws started to emerge but Seliora didn't look fazed. “Remember how you rejected me well? Well, I, Seliora also reject you Kaelion as my mate,” She added, walking towards me and then pouring her drink all over my outfit.

🌹Damien🌹 I sat alone in my study, the silence of the vast room pressing in like a weight. Outside, the city was alive with lights and distant hums of traffic, but inside, every tick of the clock reminded me of the mistakes I had just made. Mistakes that I could ill afford. I’d just left Aurora’s suite, her defiance still echoing in my mind. Every word exchanged, every touch shared—it was all too much, too revealing. I had let my guard slip, and in that moment, I allowed vulnerability to seep through the cracks of my carefully constructed walls.

He rushed to his office door, bolted it, and lifted me into his arms, heading for the inner room. What could stop him now? I was finished, and I knew it. He laid my feet on the floor and continued his caresses. I yearned for him. He pulled off my clothes, one by one, until only my pants remained. My nipples stared at him, inviting. He pulled me onto his bed and took one into his mouth. My body twitched. I felt how wet I’d become. Again, I wanted to be made love to. Then, the gentle part of my soul whispered. Realization hit. Senior Jack wasn’t my boyfriend. He wasn’t my husband. He wasn’t an investor into my life like his brother. He was selfish—his last action proved it, no matter his reaso

He closed the door behind them with a faint click—like sealing shut one chapter of their lives and opening another no one could predict, full of love and betrayal intertwined. As for Nelly, she was still asleep—unaware of anything happening around her after a night spent drowning in loneliness and jealousy. Her heart lay heavy with a love unfulfilled, and with a jealousy that hadn’t left her since the moment Adel found his way back into Naomi’s heart.

It was perfect for what he was about to do. He calmly walked back to the hotel room, where she and her buddy were. He tried the door knob adn surprisingly enough it wasn't locked. He could hear the two of them going at it so he opened the door very quietly. They hadn't noticed that he had entered the room, so he took in the scene. He noticed that the man was on top so he hit him on the back of the head to knock him out. The weight of the unconscious man pinned a startled Pauline to the mattress. "Hey! Who are yo-" She froze in fear as she recognized who was in the room.