One Page Short Stories Novels & Stories

Back then I had been too shy to look at the magazine but now…it's only me here and I want to see it all. Greedily, my eyes roam the front page of it, taking in the sinful visual of the sultry brunette that looks like a sex goddess while sitting on a lounge chair with her back curved and her small tits completely exposed. Getting more curious, I flip the glossy page of the magazine cover to see the inside of it, and on the first page is a picture of a naked man and woman. I blink at the man, he is entirely naked and only has on a tiny black brief. He is manspreading on the chair and sporting an obvious hard-on.

“What?” “You look like you ran a marathon. Are you sick?” “No…no, I’m fine,” Megan lied, flashing a shaky grin as she pulled out her notebook. She tried to focus, but she couldn't. She was on edge and her thighs still trembled, the ache between her legs throbbing with every shift in the seat. ‘What am I doing? What am I doing? I just allowed a stranger fuck me, and not just a stranger, my professor. This is insanely insane!’

"First, Let me tell you that it just like you're making a manga but it just in a short form. I don't think that it will be a problem with this. But, Do not use an idea that you're going to use for a manga that you're going to make there. Just create another story with a very short storyline." Neu didn't really understand what kind of things that Sabu mean by 'very short story' Sabu-sama showed them an example that they have on another page of the form that he just got. Hikari and Neu didn't think that they can make it but they say to Sabu-sama that they will try to give it their best. Since it looks like they were all agreed with it, Sabu-sama lends a pass to them and told them to enter the

Omar looked at her face The moon was glimmered its luminous on her face while her nose pin shines through it, Her white teeth biting her bottom lip while her hair was softly flowing with breeze Omar didn't realize when he started leaning towards her, feelings his closeness to her, Hana fisted his shirt, her heart jumping in hr chest. "Hana!" When their lips was inches apart, Omar called her, to ask for permission. Hana hold onto his arm tightly, not having strength to open her eyes or nod her head. Two budding flowers in lawn faced each other as moon hide itself behind clouds to spread darkness. The End

Hehe, I'm sure some of you thinks she's just a cranky old lady, but she is one of my favorite additions to the cast and kind of my own way to vent against certain aspects of my own characters, lmao. In other words, she allows me to whine on Jace and I love it. • Why the short chapters? When I first started writing back in 2018, I use to make MEGA long chapters and I mean, INSANELY long! My first book, Laws of the Pack, had an average of around 5000 words per chapter which lead me to have very frequent writer blocks since I had to constantly think of extra text or out of no where context to fill up the gaps. And let's all agree on something; my English isn't very rich so my writing is very pl

She was looking over my shoulder at the same wall and reading some of them softly under her breath. “Hmmm, look at this one,” I said. “This person seems to have described our date last week in perfect detail.” It was a story about a woman who liked to be spanked and punished. “I like this one,” Carrie said, pointing to another. “I really think we should try and work this one into our next date.” The story was about a couple who arranged to act like strangers and meet up at a trashy bar and pick each other up. There were long descriptions about them fucking in the back of the bar as the guys playing pool watched and stroked their cues.

It doesn't help that we just had to turn the clocks back an hour for daylight saving, so now it’s already dark at five o’clock in the evening. Jon's Auto Shop is one of only two shops in the small town of Randleman, North Carolina. This is where I grew up and have lived my entire life. I want to leave, but I have nothing to leave for. I'm twenty-three, 5'5" with shoulder-length golden brown hair and hazel eyes. I'm not bad to look at in my opinion, but when all the eligible bachelors are men you've grown up with, it kind of decreases the options in the dating pool.

On screen, Professor Lang clicked to the next slide: “The Bell Jar as semi-autobiographical confession.” Sage pressed the flat of her tongue against Mara’s entrance—broad, wet, unhurried—and licked upward in one long, languid stripe. Mara’s hips twitched forward involuntarily. She bit the inside of her cheek hard enough to taste copper. Sage hummed approval against her—soft vibration that made Mara’s clit throb. Then she focused there: small, teasing circles around the hood, never directly on the swollen bud. Mara’s breathing turned shallow, controlled. She forced herself to uncross and re-cross her ankles, trying to look like she was just shifting position.

I made my way to his room, which was right beside the study, and walked in, searching as fast as I could for a key. I found a bunch of keys in his drawer and decided to try everything until one of them miraculously opened the freaking door. I tried the first key. Nothing. “Stupid key!” I muttered in annoyance and tried the second key, with the same results. There were about sixteen keys in this bunch and none of them were opening the damn door. I stared at the last key in my hand like it was my salvation. Then I pushed it in and turned the lock. Static. It still didn't work. I groaned in frustration and leaned against the door, ready to cry when the door pushed open and I fell in.

THE END🥳❤️ THE END OF BURNING PASSION 🥳❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel, if you enjoyed this erotic collection then it’s a must to read my second book “SINFUL DESIRES”, it can be found on any book platform and unlike this book, Sinful Desires are short short stories , so just sit back and enjoy a short blissful erotic stories THANK YOU AGAIN❤️!!