Oh No He's Hot Novels & Stories

Reid is walking towards me, he is wearing a white polo shirt and lose nude trousers, matching it with black sunglasses, wow the guys look incredible in every angle possible, "ready to go?" he implored while removing his sunglasses revealing his expressive eyes. I find myself speechless with his gaze, little by little he is stealing my heart. "Of course" I utter back.

"Just one night. One night stand, I promise you." Edward shook his head. "No, I can't. Honestly, we hardly know each other." Chloe's face reddened, showing her agitation. The next moment, she gently took Edward's fingers in her hand. "You don't need to know each other to do this. Please, help me, I'm really feeling hot right now."

"He's not related to Jayden Kingston. That foolish man even turned down the strategic position offered by Jayden. But this is all about personal matters." "What?"

He drank quietly until a strange wave of heat spread through his body. He held his chest and swallowed repeatedly as if he were thirsty. What is happening? Why do I feel so hot? Lucas wondered as he unbuttoned his pajama top. “Oh no,” he gasped when he accidentally glanced downward, seeing a reaction he should not be having. This is bad. Extremely bad.

My husband, Lucien Moretti, had some last-minute trouble at the docks to deal with, so I had to attend the underground auction alone. I didn't expect to run into my ex, Damon Vesper—the man I was supposed to marry five years ago. The man who chose the woman who put my mother in a coma over me. The moment I raised my paddle for my mother's emerald brooch, he raised his against mine. The room laughed, whispered, sneered. They thought I was the same desperate fool chasing a man who'd never loved me. But I wasn't there for him. I was there for the truth—the truth hidden inside that brooch. The truth that would expose the accident that destroyed my family as the murder it always was. And when his

The breath I was holding caught in my throat. He looked back up at her face, a slow, predatory smile spreading across his lips. It wasn’t the tortured, sweet smile he sometimes gave me. It was the smirk of the arrogant stepbrother, the one who knew he was hot and knew he was getting away with murder. “Don’t worry about the phone, Kim,” he drawled, his voice low and confident again. “If you’re locked out, you can just hang here for a while. I’ve got cold drinks. You know, neighborly stuff.” He paused, letting his eyes rake over her from head to toe, lingering on the most revealing parts. “I’m always happy to help the new girl.”

He had gathered all the used sleep balm cases and put them there. According to him, they were proof of my love for him. Time had stripped them of their color, just as it had stripped my love for him. It had left them cracked and faded. Then, I walked him to the garden where the camphor tree was. He stood and stared at the withered tree in shock. “Didn’t you want a sleep balm? Bring the tree back to life first.”

He's staring at me with such concentrated hatred that I actually take a step back. His lips move, forming words I can't hear but can read clearly: 'This isn't over bitch.' A chill runs down my spine because I know he won't give up Noah that easily...

“ wow so you think I’m hot that is very surprising well it’s not that surprising to me, I knew you found me attractive“ he bragged you pissed me off that he was bragging that he knew that I found him attractive which was true but doesn’t change the fact that it’s annoying that he’s bragging that I like him. “ what do you mean by you know that I found you attractive I just said hot I didn’t say oh I’m in love with you, oh I wanna die for you I just said Hot. It’s something anyone could tell any guy so don’t let it get into your head too much” OK that sounded like a nice safe I pray doesn’t see that all this confidence I’m displaying is fake. “ Whatever you say I’m a queen by the way when are

My eyes widened when I opened the door. I saw Damien! And the worst part — he was shirtless! I stood frozen as he was not facing me, he was looking in the opposite direction. But I guess my shaking breath made him realize my presence and he turned around. As he looked at me, and I looked at his abs — gosh, I swear I stopped breathing for the longest time I ever had. He was so freaking hot! “Well, you were the one who objected to ogling each other.” I looked at him and as I interpreted his words, my face turned completely red due to embarrassment. He smirked. “Well?”