Novel & Cerita Science Fiction Short Story Submissions

She is scared of even sleeping now. She has been getting help from the sleeping pills but they still fail to make her feel completely at rest as she cannot let her guard down. At that moment, the message notification on her mobile grabbed her attention. Unknown: Sebastian here. Can you tell me your address? I will come to pick you up at 7 in the evening. Her heart did the somersault. He knew her address but he did not want to scare her. This little pretense was necessary. Elysia: *Typed her address*

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❤️!!

Who knows what we'll run into? The End

Where I would live now, in a small room on the third floor, close enough to serve but far enough to be forgotten. I walked up the steps. Knocked. A maid let me in. "Wait here," she said. "Luna will see you soon." I waited in the front room. Sat on a nice chair. Looked at nice things. Expensive things. Things bought with pack money while pack members struggled. Nothing new. Alphas lived well. Everyone else lived however they could. Footsteps. Deep. Heavy. Coming down the hall. I knew those footsteps. I'd heard them in my dreams for five years. In my nightmares.

Blackmailers always do. So I did the only thing I could do. I replied to the email. "I don't have $75,000. But I can offer you something better. Meet me at The Meridian Hotel, Room 1847, Friday night at 8 PM. Come alone. And bring the USB drive with the originals. If you want to discuss terms, be there. - Sophia" I didn't know what I was going to do when he got there. But I knew I wasn't going down without a fight.

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. *************************************************

I ask, starring into her dark brown eyes. "Well, the fiction competition has a specific topic." She says, getting up and walking over to a filing cabinet. Miss Edwards is about 5' 5" tall and very well proportioned, with a thin waist, flat stomach and a tight, curvy ass. Her ass gets as much attention as her tits when the guys are discussing what they'd like to do with her. "The subject this year is ethics and morals. You'd have to write a short story with a main character who is struggling with a moral dilemma." She says, handing me the entry form and rules. I guess I know the subject pretty well, but I'm not sure I could submit a story about my current moral dilemmas. "Would you be able to

I had to deliver a story pending for the magazine. “The story of the secret agent couldn’t quite convince me. What else could it be?” I looked at the container of the pills, and I remembered Susana. I realized that is her name. “Susana,” I said, mentioned her name.

Rowan left before Iris could see him. Iris sat up and looked around. The air stank of blood and the bank was carpeted with dead bodies. Iris felt nauseous and and finally threw up. "Tell me I was dreaming" She looked at her best friend who looked at Japh. Japh shook his head. "You were…he was…" Iris pointed and touched her forehead. "Breathe" "Werewolves don't exist, right?" She suddenly stood up. "Because there's no way I just saw you change into a...oh no!"

This was the kind of place where nothing and nobody lived, except perhaps hundreds of snakes and spiders. Why was it that every creature that wanted to kill you chose to live in the places where there was no medical support available? Did the creepy crawlies drive humans away, or did we drive them into the deserts? As the sun disappeared into the horizon and darkness took over, a loud bang echoed through the car, and a strange wheezing sound followed. The car began to slow rapidly. She stamped on the accelerator, but it was unresponsive. Like a wounded animal, the car limped to the side of the road, as a caustic smell invaded the interior of the vehicle. When the vehicle stopped, Jeffina sat