Odd Short Stories Novels & Stories

EMMA The walk up the stairs felt like a fever dream. My legs were still shaky from the two massive orgasms Sarah had ripped out of me downstairs, and my inner thighs were slick with a mixture of my own juices and her saliva. Jake’s cum had dried in streaks on my skin, but my pussy was already throbbing again, aching to be filled. Sarah led us by the hand—her full, naked body glowing under the hallway light, heavy tits bouncing with every step, ass jiggling enticingly. Jake followed close behind, his thick cock still rock-hard and bouncing, glistening from fucking Sarah’s cunt.

We paddled back still laughing. That night the bonfire was smaller than usual. Most of the others had gone into town for supplies, leaving only me, Liam, and Noah behind at the house. The fire crackled softly in the darkness, sending sparks twisting into the night sky. The air smelled like smoke and pine trees, and somewhere down by the water frogs croaked lazily in the reeds. We sat around the fire for hours talking about nothing important. Noah told terrible stories. Liam made fun of him relentlessly. I laughed so hard at one point my stomach hurt.

WARNING‼️ THIS STORY IS A PARANORMAL STORY 🔞 Chapter 1 My skin felt sticky from sweat as I peeled off my damp shirt and stepped closer to the tall antique mirror I had dragged out of the closet earlier. I wiped sweat from my neck and stared at my reflection, for a second everything matched. Then my reflection smiled a heartbeat after I did. My pulse jumped. I blinked hard and shook my head I was just tired that was all. I turned away to grab a towel but something made me glance back. My reflection stared at me, eyes darker, lips parted.

"Please, Edwin, put it in me. Now!" I stripped off my clothes with urgent movements, my nine-inch shaft springing free, fully engorged and throbbing. Sarah’s eyes widened as she looked at it, her breath hitching. She had heard about it, but seeing it in the flesh was different. She looked intimidated, yet her pussy pulsed with an invitation she couldn't ignore.

They even met the way we met. What the hell!! The author had uploaded around ten chapters of the book. It looked as if it was written keeping us in mind. Wow!! It was interesting... But how?? Was it some kind of rare coincidence? I slept off thinking about her. ****** It was morning, my doorbell chimed. I dragged myself out of my bed and opened the door. The moment the door was opened, the aroma of freshly cooked stuffed Parantha hit my olfactory senses. " Umm wow!!! I was going to get annoyed at you for making me get up so early. But this aroma is making me crazy. Parantha?? " I asked.

My imagination was so wild that I could have sworn Kade was actually in the bathroom with me—his scent filled my nostrils even when he wasn't really there. I kept at the rhythm, and before I knew it, I exploded in orgasm, a deep breath following right after. Damn, it was… amazing. I quickly washed off right after, then headed back into the room. Luckily for me, Lorena was still fast asleep. I was about to tuck into bed when I heard a loud knock on the door. What the— "Who's there?" I yelled, expecting an answer from the other side. But the person didn't respond—just persistent banging in reply.

He said and stood up to leave. Uea caught air. His lips parted, and he let out a muffled cry. 'No, no, I really didn't write the vampire this way.' 'Who on earth gave vampires emotions? How could he suddenly be nice?' "Unfair. This is really unfair to my sweet fantasy!" Uea slumped in bed and cried. But one thing was really strange to him. No, almost everything was. This story was different from the one he wrote... and somehow, he had a strange feeling about it.

I opened the door to my small off-campus apartment wearing only an oversized white t-shirt that barely covered my ass and a pair of tiny black lace panties. It was Friday afternoon, and friend had just texted me that she was running late from her last class. Her father, Mr. Thompson, was supposed to arrive any minute for a surprise visit. She asked me to keep him company until she got back.

Chapter 1 The bookstore smelled like fresh coffee and old paper, the way it always did on event nights. Elena Reyes stood at the front of the packed reading room, microphone in hand, watching twenty kids and their parents lean forward as she finished the last chapter of the bedtime story. Laughter rippled through the crowd. A little girl in the front row clapped so hard her pigtails bounced. Then her phone buzzed on the podium. Once. Twice. Three times. She ignored it until the applause died down. Only then did she glance at the screen.

The first volume of Strange Short Stories is now available on a****n as an ebook and physical book! Why should I buy it if I can read for free here? -The book on a****n has an extra chapter and illustrations that are not available on wenovel or goodnovel. The book on a****n contains corrected and improved versions of all the stories, leading to a whole new reading experience! (I'm sorry to leave you with the old version, but I preferred not to get rid of the originals!)