Novel Stories To Read Novels & Stories

She rattled on about how she loves to read books especially love stories and how happy she’s to get a new friend who happens to share the same hobby with her. I don’t fancy love stories because I can easily predict what’s gonna happen next like who wouldn’t? Besides, it’s kind of boring to read the same plot repeatedly; boy meeting the girl, girl meeting the boy, starting from simple infatuation to attraction, then one of’em will confess, and BAM! They start dating and blah blah blah. It’s predictable. I’d rather read genres like adventure, action, crime, thriller, fantasy, etc., where things’re not much predictable plus you’ve to use your brain. At least you can learn something new. “Here w

Chapter 1: Caught in the Act I straddled on Professor Blake’s lap in his office, my short plaid skirt shoved up around my waist, my soaked black panties hanging off one ankle like a dirty little trophy. His thick cock was buried deep inside my dripping pussy, stretching me open as I rocked my hips in slow, lazy circles, taking every inch of him with each roll. I’d never been one for hitting the books hard. Studying felt like torture, so I’d found a much more appealing way to keep my grades up, and it was simple, riding my professor raw for hours. And it happened to work every single time.

I squeak at the end. Damn it. He’s caught me by surprise, and it’s making me nervous. “Smut isn’t what I had in mind.” “It’s just a romance novel, Daddy.” I knew the cigarettes would get me in trouble, but I’m surprised he’s harping on the book. He’s always got his nose in a book—sometimes some classic, since he’s a lit professor, but just as likely a thriller, and he knows I love a good romance as much as he loves a good save-the-world-from-the-bad-guys adventure.

The exquisite terror of giving your blood, your body, and perhaps even your soul to something far older and more powerful than you. That obsession is precisely what led me to the website. It was past three in the morning. I had just finished a particularly filthy novel where the ancient vampire lord claimed his mortal lover on an altar of black marble while draining her during the height of her orgasm. My body was still buzzing, thighs slick, heart racing, when I stumbled into the darkest corners of the internet — forums so obscure that even seasoned degenerates whispered about them. And there it was. Blood Party – Invitation Only.

So time went by, until one day I went to a meeting of friends, we all got together to go to a literature expo, this was very special, because we had a book club, in which we met every week to read a book, depending on the theme we were touching. So we were very interested in this expo, it was going to last three days and it was from eight in the morning to two in the afternoon, so we had breakfast and lunch, after lunch we went out and the last day started at twelve o'clock, we had lunch and dinner. To be continued.

“Wowwwww! This is amazing! Wait, why do you want a girl to handle the role?” “I developed new magical powers that can only be introduced to a women.” “Are you serious? I have never heard of it.” “Because I wanted it to be a secret. What people don't know, they cannot destroy.” “What are the new powers called?” “The power of the pussy.” The hair on my skin rose. There was something intriguing about the name but it also sounded very deep. “The power of the pussy? Hmm, that sounds very new. What is it all about?” “Torture sex.”

That is how stories survive long after the last word is written. And if you're not ready to leave this world behind just yet, Good news🔥☺️. There's more where this came from. Continue the journey with my other books: My Lord Alpha — For those who love power, dominance, and a love that defies every rule of the Lore. MoonChild; The Rise of the Lycans — For those who crave a world where darkness runs wild and destiny cannot be outrun. Kiss Me Before the Sky Falls — For those who believe that the most intense love stories are the ones racing against time.

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

I have two others here on goodnovel that are completed if you want to check those out too. I hope everyone has a Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays

He could’ve stayed at his office for overtime. She finally asked him tonight but he didn’t bother answering her. Rolling her eyes at him and turning away, she opened an app on her phone to read. She finds reading stories is less boring than reference books. She only likes short ones, though. She doesn’t have the patience to read full-length novels. Not even a novella. She wants to finish reading a story within an hour. Melissa laid on the couch, with him in her view and her body on display for him. She smirked as a naughty plan occurred to him. Well, there were some bed scenes on the story she’s reading and they’re quite descriptive of what’s going on between the characters.