Shameless The Book Novels & Stories

Only having done a few oral exercises and touches to heal her mentally from what happened years ago. 'It is rather hard not to think about others I slept with at this time.' Ren lit a candle no to far away from the bed. 'After the change and use of the Nightmare manual by her, who knows what kind of development she will have in the future fully. Maybe she will become a wildcat in the craziest of ways?' Looking around the room showed ample preparation was done. If Ren knew about the three princes wanting to mess the place up, he would have been quite livid. A lot of material for the morning after mostly.

But shame still sat heavy in my chest, a familiar weight I'd carried for years. "Because it's embarrassing," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "Nice girls aren't supposed to read books about..." I waved my hand vaguely at the cover, unable to say the words out loud. "About what? Love? Passion? People finding each other?" Liam moved closer, and I caught a hint of his cologne, something clean and masculine that made my thoughts scatter. "There's nothing wrong with that, Deborah. Nothing shameful about wanting to read stories that make you feel something."

But compared to the rest of the male population, it was even a bit above average! The sudden movement awakened Noah from his stupor, and when he realized that his private bits were now fully exposed, he nearly jumped out of his skin. Shame hit Noah like a truck. Embarrassed due to being seen naked, ashamed of his small size in comparison to Levi’s, mortified due to his body’s shameful response to their previous activities – it all mingled into a soup of chaos that bubbled over the edge like lava erupting from a volcano. With his shame finally boiling over, Noah’s mind fully crashed, turning him into a fumbling mess incapable of a single coherent thought. The only thing he knew to do was to s

Finally. She need not pretend any longer. In William’s arms was where she wanted to be. ~The End~ Look for these books in this series: Let's Fall in Love Again (book 2) Let's Create a Wonderland (book 3) Let's be Together (book 4)

That's always a good sign. Keeping my steps quiet, I pad across the carpeted floor, looking around to make sure no one would be interrupting me. Seeing nothing, I move to a shelf, and pry a random book out from between others. My heart has never beat so fast. Usually I am not the kind of person to break rules, but now I have the taste for it, it seems to be becoming a lot easier. "How did I know?" The book slips from my fingers, as I jump. Everything I had planned just went straight down the drain. This plan, which in the back of my mind, I knew was very bed, now has been ruined, and I'm showing how shameless it is through the colour of my cheeks.

But the way her body had answered anyway, the way sensation had drowned out fear for brief, terrible seconds. Not the fear. Not the cruelty. Not the powerlessness. But the intensity… the unbearable need… the relief of each release he tore from her… Shame slammed into her so hard the breath punched from her lungs. It felt like falling through a trapdoor inside herself and landing in something ugly she hadn’t known was there. “No,” she whispered, voice cracking. “No, no, no—”

I mumbled, feeling shy, and left quickly, feeling proud of myself. Becoming shameless wasn’t that bad. I giggled at that thought. * #TBC

*You have no idea what others are dealing with in their personal life so just be nice, its that simple! This book is a complete work of fiction, No name, event or happening in this book are real. If any is found common or same as real life event or happening, then it is coincidental and shouldn't be taken personally or seriously. I apologize in advance for any error you may find in this book. Please constructive comments are welcomed, (I'll reply) but any annoying comment would be ignored and deleted. 💛 Flourish Ruth Felix (also known as love_richie)

Friendly overtures, attempts to prove she was not a crazy sex fiend. She had nothing to be ashamed of, she told herself. Just because her relationship did not look like most everyone else’s did not make it bad. Compared to some so-called normal relationships, hers was far healthier for everyone involved. But stuck in her head was the image from a movie she had once seen where a crowd of scandalized people had hissed and pointed at the heroine: Shame! Shame on you! Shame! “Why are we stopping?” Alexei was immediately alert, sliding along the seats to the driver’s window and pulling it open. “What is up?”

In the end, the inquisitive one won but first, I listened for footsteps and when I could make out none, I got off the bed and went for the book, flicking its first page open. The only person who could give me a book was Zena but it was also weird, what kind of book it was. It wasn’t the usual one we both read and enjoyed. It was some sort of self-help book and its title was even more weird. “Kicking trauma’s butt with style!”