Proud Novels & Stories

I just wanted to be me. But even if they didn’t say it out loud, I could feel it in Dad’s scent—pride. That deep, strong kind of pride that made my chest ache. He was proud of me. Proud of what I’d become. Proud of his girl—the only female in the world with this mark.

It should have been uncomfortable but I could only focus on how he ravaged me. “Come-” He growled. “I have never tasted anyone else. I've never wanted anyone else. So come so I can wear you with fucking pride, baby.” His nickname, something so sweet and yet possessive sent me towards that edge. But it wasn't until I saw him begin to work himself beneath me in the desperation of his own release that it finally created. “Keep. fucking. Coming.” He rasped, confining through my tremors and lowering me flat to savor every last drop. I wasn't even able to open my eyes before he was off of me, his voice heavy with lust and tight with frustration as he answered.

From: Noah Elordi I'll be posting my latest vlog at 7 pm tonight. Make sure to watch it. I texted Noah that I will surely watch his vlog tonight with a smiley emoticon. It was my third day here in America. I busied myself visiting some famous places here and did some shopping. I was a bit inspired by Noah's compliment on my styling skills, that is why I tried to do some styling on myself. I wanted a different look for myself. I want something new.

I stopped in front of the gate’s guard who asked for the club's entry password. " Z-e-x" I spelled. He opened the door welcoming me in, I walked downstairs passing by many men and tough-looking girls who were chatting together. A fight was taking place in the ring already and everyone was busy cheering for our number one fighter who is known as The Beast, Mr. John.

"So... you're happy?" He looked offended. "Do you think I'd ever not be happy at the thought of you carrying out child? Love, I'm ecstatic, over the moon. I haven't been able to control my joy since the last week." He replied smugly. "A whole week?! You've known that long?"

as he tried to get seated but got stopped as Naira got uttering sternly, “Ehan , stay lying." Ehan stopped trying to get up and gave Naira a confused look as she got uttering, “I never hated you. It's just I was angry. More than you, I was angry on me. Though I promised myself years back and kept reminding everyday but still couldn't keep the promise. I was getting angry on myself not being able to get the thought of yours out of my mind."

The pups run down the stairs eager to get some food. I swear they ate like 10 times a day. “ Me first! “ One of the pups demand “ No, me first, Jayden! “ A pup cries “ Mabel promised me that I could go first since I went last time, “ the pup said bossily. Their innocent playfulness makes me smile. A real, genuine smile for the first time in a long time. I wish my biggest problem was what number I was in the breakfast line.

In her pride, she decided to assign someone else to take the position instead of apologizing to her son. Philip sat down on his couch and sighed. He was stressed out these past few days, at least he showed his mother today that he couldn't be controlled by her and if ever she decided to call him back, she would have to decide not to meddle in his affairs ever again. His mother was a proud woman, so he wasn't expecting any apologies from her whatsoever.

It was a brown big box with paper with a little writing on it. From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas ' I hope I'm happy in the end,' I muttered sarcastically and slit the seal. I opened the box and saw a white envelope with the same notes: From: Happy Scholarships To: Todd Thomas I took it and checked the back if there were any notes but found none so I just tore open the envelope and took out the letter. It was short and it looked precise. Dear Applicant Todd Thomas, We appreciate your effort and time to apply for Happy Scholarships but we regret to inform you that you were not selected among the chosen. We ask for your patience and understanding. You can apply next year and can be possi

Our breasts are touching and he looks me deep in the eyes. "I'm sorry and at the same time, I'm thankful. Sorry for not being there for you but thank you for letting me get to know her. Thank you for not abord the child when I left you pregnant and alone. I don't know how hard it is raising a child all by myself but I know it has been surely hard for you, I'm very sorry about that. I don't know how to pay back what I did to you." Hudson almost cries and I'm still thinking about what to say.