Poetry Stories Novels & Stories

My name is Joseph Cains. At the time of writing I was still a member of the University’s music club, and I had an enormous crush on a beautiful mixed-race girl who happened to come along to the same club. This story comes from halfway through the academic year, just before her grading test. She asked me to come to the lakeside after my classes to help her practice her throws and tumbles, and I, being a lovestruck fool, agreed. It was one of the best foolish decisions that I have ever made.

Short terrifying stories that leave you insomnolent . . . definitely a must read to while away time and get sleepless with fear, hahaha. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy! While you're at it, you can check out my other profile @KinahFeels.

Part 1 Alot of people have different life tale, I have read many and never thought I will one day tell mine here for others to read. I have held back for so long and Just felt is time to let my pain out. I will start right from when it all began. I came from a loving home, my parents were awesome when it comes to caring for us. I'm the first child and have younger siblings. A sister Lucia and two brothers. My parents were young and love each other before getting married.

His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.

I was surprised at myself, but I was happy to see myself smiling normally. After the facepainting, we had Al walk us around the school to check out the other classes. Just like in Al's class, the other classes continued to surprise me. If I didn't know that this was a school festival, I never would have guessed that the booths were made and managed by students. While we walked past the gymnasium, I noticed a poster for a play. It looked like a romance one, kinda similar to Romeo And Juliet. "You wanna watch that?" White asked as he peeked from behind me. "Oh, this is only a few minutes from now. Do you wanna just wait for it inside? Do we need tickets for this?"

“You scared the poor boy, dude.” That was the first response he got from Damien Lau after he finished telling the whole story. The doctor visited him today, and he served some mineral waters to him. He was just a bachelor who didn’t really care about food at home and only had mineral waters with him. Despite being a bad host, the painter still dared to pour his heart out by telling the story that bothered him since yesterday. Yeah, he had told his friend about his ‘experience’ with his student yesterday.

He looked away. “Keep it. It’s not like I care anyway.” “Fine. Fine. But if I tell you what I like doing, you might just think that I’m lame. Everyone does, even my own best friend.” He just kept staring at her. “i w... write poems mostly and stories.” She said. His brow furrowed. She write stories? He loves reading stories but stopped recently. Because he always had too many questions at the end of probably every book. But a writer he could actually access. Well if she wasn’t a amateur.

Due to this, there was a novel that was a hit on w******l, titled 'SEX ADDICTED BOYFRIEND' It was a romance novel, where the male lead was only about having sex with his girlfriend, which the girl didn't mind of course. Seeing how their relationship was moving, without him making any attempt to ask her to marry him, the female lead started getting worried. He was very handsome and a lot of girls want to snatch him from her, but luckily, he was really in love with her. The issue was, sex. He just couldn't do without it for a week. A part of her was scared for getting dump after they've had so much sex, so she was trying to hint him into proposing to her.

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.

they whispered, marking me with their seed, leaving me undone, craving more. Hours passed, the night alive with our fucking—against trees, on the ground, in the water—until dawn broke, leaving us exhausted, entwined, the island ours. “You’re ours,” they whispered, marking me with their seed, leaving me undone, craving more.