One-Night-Stand Novels & Stories

I vividly remembered the night that she learnt that everything was set for her to relocate to New York. That was the same night that she dropped the bombshell about her pregnancy and the fact that she was keeping it and was going to raise the child alone. For months, I wanted to ask her what if it was.... nevermind. Looking at her now, watching her interact with the staff, it was clear she had forcefully picked up the shattered pieces of her life. Suddenly, a sound emitted from Stanley’s phone, cutting through the silence of the hallway and dragging me violently back to the present.

“Devon, that’s not going to happen. A one-night stand is strictly a one-night stand. We are not doing a repeat performance. Got it?” He leaned in closer. “Then who told you this was only a one-night stand?” I went completely still. What the hell is he talking about? “Because I sure as hell didn’t,” he stated, leaving zero room for argument. “Now, tell me your room number so I can start taking care of you properly.” I let out a long, defeated exhale, completely overwhelmed by his sheer persistence. “Floor twenty-seven.” He smirked, reaching out to press the illuminated button.

“Karma is a bitch. I hope Nathan filled her up and got her pregnant out of wedlock since it was her desire to be filled with his cum. There is a good chance that Mr. Hendricks will take her if she doesn’t want to go stay with Nathan. What am I saying? Nathan might want the two of them.” That was all I said, and then I left the living room. I pulled out my phone and navigated to the Desires of the Night website, where I could rent a man. No way will I be sleeping with a man who is too old for me. As I chose the man I wanted, the app asked me about my size preferences: tall or short, muscular or not. This made me blush as I chose the man I wanted. Regrettably, they did not show me the man’s pi

Natural light coming from the windows illuminated the luxurious suite, my eyes widened when I saw the red dress I had worn yesterday hanging on the crook of an armchair along with a men's dark blue jacket. I gasped softly and pulled back the duvet clinging to my body and almost shrieked in horror when I saw that I was completely naked underneath What the hell? How did I get there and why was I naked? Like a strong ocean wave; all the memories of last night flooded into my brain and I gasped again Oh my gosh! I had abandoned Anita at the club and slept with a man I had just met for the first time last night! Fucking hell! My ears finally refocused on the sound of running water coming from the

[Gianna’s POV] I stare in disbelief at the man in front of me as he stares me down with those intense eyes of his. He’s being serious. He’s being serious and if this kept up and someone caught us then my career would be ruined. “What exactly do you want me to say?” I ask, looking around. “Do you not understand the meaning of a one night stand?” “I do,” he counters. “But usually those I fuck usually have the common decency to wait until I wake up to say lets leave.”

Is it some sort of drama-romance where I should be touched and have my heart fluttering over that? Well, maybe it was the unexpected gesture that was thrown at me. Daniel is such an outstanding man, and the morning I knew I had a one-night stand with him, I was supposed to escape. I never wanted to get into the depth of one-night stand. After all, it was just a mere night’s passion. I hugged my knees while I sat on the center of the bed. The moon didn’t show up tonight. Perhaps since it was only 6. Already almost falling asleep in the tranquility, I heard two knocks on the door to which I blinked my eyes into and sighed. Was I too tired the whole day that I almost taken a sleep in such a wei

I need an excellent one-night stand to get over him. We are out back smoking a shared cigarette. I am leaning up against a wall, one leg angle against the wall, and he asks me my name. I tell him to call me "A," and he tells me to call him " B." I let out a cute chuckled laugh because that was funny, then that's when I get a good honest look at him, and he is attractive in a very adorable way. He has a beautiful smile, innocent written all over it, and he is small but not too skinny. That is when I start to feel guilty, and my head drops a bit. I let out a big sigh, and he asks me what's wrong. I tell him the truth, which is that I am a bit hung up on someone and came out tonight looking to

She’s my One-night stand for goodness sake. One-night stands are meant to be flung away. They’re of no use, no value. I had defaulted by breaking the Playboy 101 rule. No matter how good she was in bed, she remains a One-night stand. You never reach out to her or try to get close to her. No sharing of contacts. No disclosure of identities. Just sex and she’s flung away. I let one night of pleasure get the best of me, blinding my reasoning when all that women have to offer is heartbreak.

★★★★ Aurora could be seen pacing up, and down trying to calm down but she just couldn't. A man she had a one-night stand with, is after her, and that alone scares her. The door opened slowly, and Bianca walked in. “What is up Aurora? You said it was urgent” Bianca said In concern. “Who is he?” She asked, and Bianca stare at her confused. “The fucking guy you hook me up with. Who the fuck is he?” Aurora asked softly, and Bianca sighed.

My wolf stirred uneasily, but I ignored her. It’s just fun, I told myself. One night. One man. Nothing binding. When the song ended, I was breathless, my cheeks hot. He leaned in, lips near my ear. “Come with me. Hotel across the street. No strings. Just fun.” My heart stuttered. A one-night stand. I’d never done it. Never dared. Wolves didn’t. But wasn’t that the point? Tonight wasn’t about what wolves did. It was about what I did.