Serial Novels & Stories

When I finally ran out of desperate words, he steepled his fingers and studied me like a piece of meat on the cutting board. “I can give you the time off,” he said slowly. “Paid. Plus extra for the missed shifts. But nothing’s free anymore, little girl. You know that.” Relief and dread crashed into each other inside my chest. I nodded quickly. “Whatever you want. Just… please.” He opened his desk drawer and pulled out a small black box. Inside was a sleek, teardrop-shaped silicone plug, slightly curved, with a flared base and a wireless remote beside it. It wasn’t huge, but it looked heavy. Sinister.

"Thank you Alex." ~~~~~~ Torento had just been in a discussion with Terry when his phone started ringing. "What's that?" He asked. "It's your phone sir," Terry got up from the chair he was sitting on, walking to where Torento had earlier thrown the phone. "Who is that?" He asked. "It's Berlin sir," He said looking at the Caller ID. "Answer it, tell me what he wants." "Yes Boss." He tapped the green phone on the screen, bringing it to his ears. "It's Terry speak... What? You're serious?... Well, that would make this even easier, I will let him know."

Will started filling a plate he had 'found' with several pieces of dried meat and some mushrooms, while listening to the noise of people moving around above hi "Get off me Foster!" Sister Lina panicked scream echoed throughout the church. Will dropped his plate and rushed towards his trapdoor. "You're hurting me! This isn't appropri… AH!" Sister Lina screamed again. Will got out of the kitchen just in time to see a scruffy looking ȧduŀt tearing off Sister Lina's head shawl revealing a fiery red hair. It wasn't religious clothing, but it was apparently common to show modesty in public for unmarried women

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I slide in the car, with my heart pounding wildly against my chest as his voice echoes in my head. Fuck me? Oh lord, it's happening? Sinclair slides in the seat next to me, starting the engine, and driving out of my street. I swallow hard as I fish out my phone, and lift the mobile to my gaze, biting down on my lips as my fingers hover over the keypad. ME: Hey. I'm sorry to cancel out on this, but I don't think I will be able to make it today. I'm absolutely tired, and I need some rest.

My hand was shaking as I was accepting their request. I also had more than a thousand notifications, thanks to Noah's tag on my name on his post. I was browsing my I*******m account when I saw Anne's latest I*******m post. Her post kill all the excitement that I felt earlier. It was a picture of her and Andrew. It was a candid shot. They look happy and in love. Anne's caption says it all. "Partner"

Melissa replied in a knowing tone. Kimberly could barely concentrate on the call as Ian was placing open mouthed kisses on her neck, at the same time fondled her breasts. She bit her lower lip to suppress a moan, as she was already getting excited. “Hello? Kim, are you still there?” Melissa asked when she didn’t get a reply from Kimberly. Kimberly could hear the worry in Melissa’s voice. She felt so horrible for not concentrating on the phone call. She gulped as she thought of words to come up with.

He smirked at me and said, “your body feels like it's burning and tingling, doesn't it?” I nodded and he leaned in and whispered, “it's because you are turned on cutie. You want me and it's your body's way of saying it wants me." I said oh so that's what it is. He asked if there was anything else wrong and I said I don't know if I should say. He said, “talk to me Crystal tell me what is going on. There isn't anything to be embarrassed about. I am not going to judge you on anything we talk about. If you have questions and are afraid to ask anyone else you can ask me. You can trust me with your secrets."

Let's end this. ***

“No curse words, please, Sergio.” Sergio continued as if he hadn't been interrupted. “— that blind snail should go back to carting!” he fumed hotly. “Driving like a man scared to touch his controls. My eighty-eight year old abuela can drive faster than that pequeno mierda—” The interviewer swiftly cut him off. “Thank you, Sergio.” “I better not see him anywhere near me.” “I'm sure Lucas would do his best to avoid you, Sergio. Leo, congratulations on your seventh consecutive win. Take us through the process of how you're feeling right now.”