Private Story Name Novels & Stories

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

My desire here is to share my story. My name is Geena. No, not Gina, that would be normal- my parent's weren't normal, so it had to be Geena. These stories, if you have read them up through now, are the story of my strange journey. The earlier stories and the many that follow will make very clear just how un-normal my life is.

As far as she knows, she is his only wife but a man can never be trusted right? " She will be mine forever" Hussain added. Nafisa decided to step in as Hassan was ready to strike his brother. " Not so fast, calm down. Can I have a talk with you in personal?" She utter pointing at Hussain. "Not now Nafisa. I am busy" He gritted. It came as a surprise to her, this was the first time he is calling her with her name. He always call her something fancy but not Nafisa. Instead of retreating, she went ahead to hold his curled hand. She felt his muscles loosing abit, she whispered sweet words to him and that made Hassan to hiss leaving the museum with Umar trailing behind like a lost puppy.

In fact, my mother took my name from her twin sister who passed away a long time ago. "W-Who are you?" my nervous question. I can't understand but my feet are spontaneously stepping closer to where the man is that I can't even see the face! “We have something to do, come with me because we have a story to finish," he continued then extended his own hand to me which I accepted. When I heard that, it was amazing that all the doubts and fears in my heart suddenly disappeared. I accepted the man’s hand and eventually, I found myself just waking up from a deep sleep.

"Hey baby." Luke said into my ears. "What do you want,ass?" "Theresa Octavia Harvey, didn't I ask you not to swear?" Ivy smacked me. "Sorry Mom," I smiled at her. "Your real name is Theresa?" Luke said to me. "Shut up." I glared at him. "You guys look cute together," Scott said, making goo- goo eyes at me. "I know, right?" Luke agreed. "Theresa, Luke, your ship name could be Thuke." Ivy opined.

Julian's head comes up from the ledger fast. "Her." He repeats it like the word costs something. "You're certain." "The signature line." Cassian nods toward the torn parchment on the desk. "No surname. Just the title." Ronan pushes off the doorframe, lighter finally still in his palm, humor draining out of his face fast enough that the shift is almost physical, like watching a light switch off behind his eyes. "A woman took our whole mountain range in one move and didn't bother leaving a name." He says it slow, turning the fact over like it's sharper than it should be.

The message read, “How’s hope? I bet you didn't see me today. Don't blame me, I was caught up with work. I'll make out time for us to meet. How about a coffee at the Louis coffee shop tomorrow by 5:30 pm? Don't be late. I love you, Elena.” I was thrown into a state of confusion. Who was this anonymous? How does he know my baby's name? I couldn't get the answers I was searching for. All I had to do was close my eyes, try to push the thoughts aside and wait for the next day.

damn sexy! She tells me her name is Lara, which rolls nicely off my tongue.....okay focus John, focus! She tells me a bit hesitantly and shyly that she has dreams which keeps her from sleeping and she feels like she's being watched for some odd reason. "So Lara tell me a bit about your boyfriend, how long do you know each other for example?"

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************

There was no way she would've stopped caring about him. While eating, Anna asked Connor to accompany her to an auction. "This auction only happens once every five years, Connor. The last item up for auction is the Pearl of the Merpeople. I hear it costs a fortune! Come on. Take me there so that I can broaden my horizons." "There's no such thing as merpeople, Annie," Connor said somewhat helplessly. "The auctioneers are just using that to trick people." "I don't care. You're coming with me!" Anna immediately cajoled.