Oneshot Mania Novels & Stories

“Stand down, we're not alone, stay inside until I give the all clear.” “Boss.” I looked around and scanned the surroundings. “So you're alive I thought the Russian prick was lying. I can see clearly he wasn't.” A male six feet tall came walking towards us alone; he was either brave or stupid. “Let me introduce myself. Orian Miller. Better known as O.” I cranked my gun. “You made us lose our women.” “You did that all by yourself, Green. You should've been aware that it was a set up, but you were to dumb and drunk to realise that you'd been played. NowI'm here to get what belongs to me.”

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The stranger placed one hand against his window, as if trying to reach across the gap. Mia moved closer to her own window, pressing her palm against the glass to match his. Though separated by empty space, the symbolic connection sent a shiver down her spine. She watched his chest rise and fall with increasingly rapid breaths. His free hand moved to his belt buckle, pausing there in silent question. Mia bit her lower lip, considering. This was her chance to end things, to draw the line. But the anonymity felt liberating. This man didn't know her. To him, she could be anyone, bold, confident, free.

"Clean it up, Olson! Now!" Lou’s voice was a distant bark. I moved on autopilot, grabbing a mop, my eyes never leaving the flickering screen. ‘Gabriel Kane.’ The name tasted bitter in my mouth. I watched him on the news, cool, untouchable, and powerful. He looked nothing like the man who had whispered in the dark about being "just a man." On camera, he was a god of industry, and he looked like he could crush someone like me without even noticing I was under his shoe.

Just as we were about to finalize the last step, the sound of the animation suddenly cut off. Curious, I walked over and saw a new post from Daniel on the tablet. The photo showed the two of them on a roller coaster—Daniel holding Emma, eyes shut, screaming with delight. His son, Zion, looked straight at the camera, flashing a confident peace sign with his bright eyes. Before I could react, Teddy zoomed in on the photo.

Why would you wanna keep a mentally unstable woman as your Luna? "Watch it!" Marcus was shaking with anger, but we were still in the administrative building. Mindful of his Alpha status, he forced himself to swallow it down. Noelle tilted her head, thinking for a moment. Then her eyes lit up. "Dad, if you sever your mate bond with Mom, that means you can have a bonding ceremony with Aunt Clara!" "That's great!" Rowan chimed in. "Mom, hurry up and leave. We want Aunt Clara to be our new mom!"

Stared at the small box. Picked it up with shaking hands. Sat on the toilet lid. Still. Not breathing. Just waiting. For something that might change everything. Again.

The sound of my dress ripping makes my spine tingle. So much for selling this on eBay. A gust of wind blankets my backside and that's when I realize I'm mooning this handsome stranger. Could this day get any worse? The man runs to my side. His hands clasp mine to help me up, and I notice his palm is much larger than mine. Bigger than Jacob's too. Looking at him, his dress shirt is rolled up to his elbows, showing strong forearms. He starts trying to help me cover my ass, and my cheeks flush. His hands grabbing all over me making me flustered, I begin to slap his hands away in what looks like a bad attempt of patty cake.

he placed his hand on my hand and gave me his warm smile again , But this time, I felt so comfortable I smiled back at him, and I remember his face looking like he had seen something he never saw before, he looked surprise and overwhelmed, thinking back I wish I knew what that look meant. And I remember, while we were talking, I heard some gossip between the women in the room, they said something about Zander Corporation, My father's company, I think it was that gossip that started this life of pepetual competition I live now; I was still lost in my thoughts as I distantly stared at the top of the hill, looking at Melvin who is now an eighteen years old guy, 6'1 feet tall, clear White skin,

, Gee slightly grins as Sky sat beside her. "Aaah Sky meet everybody", she states pointing at each one of them. One of the guys stood between them. "Hey cutie Sky ain't everybody. Am Frank or you can call me the cutest guy at this party", As he spoke he ran his hands through his hair. His chest was out as he had unbuttoned his shirt revealing his muscular body. He lifted his chin more as he stared at her intensely. She stared at him as her eyes widened a bit. Through her look, he could tell that she was surprised with how he approached her.