Short Books Novels & Stories

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❤️!!

Hiking and horny 🍆🍆💦💦💋 Chapter 1: Faking a cramp💦🫦 I’d driven out to the secluded state park for some fresh air and solitude or at least that’s what I told myself. In reality, I was craving something more thrilling…sex. I hadn't had sex for like two weeks now. I was wearing my favorite hiking outfit: tight black compression shorts that hugged my ass and thighs, a cropped white tank top that showed off my toned stomach, and a sports bra underneath. My long dark hair was tied in a high ponytail that swayed with each step.

He gestured toward the narrow aisle between fiction and children’s books. “Storage wasted on that back room. And don’t get me started on the courtyard out back. Prime square footage doing nothing but growing weeds.” Before she could fire back, the kids started filing in for storytime, backpacks thumping as they dropped onto the colorful rug. Elena shot him a warning look and moved to the front. She picked up *The Adventures of Benny the Bookworm*, her voice shifting into the warm, animated tone she used for the little ones.

Slim I leaned against my car in the parking lot, waiting for the familiar sound of the bell to signal the end of the school day. Feeling restless, I absentmindedly touched the cut on my cheek, then reached for the cigarette I had tucked behind my ear. I lit it up and took a deep drag, letting the smoke fill my lungs before exhaling slowly. As the bell rang, I dropped the cigarette on the ground and extinguished it with my shoe. The doors swung open, and students spilled out, eager to escape the building. People approached me, much to my displeasure. Being popular seemed to make sense to others, but it held no appeal for me. I disliked social interactions of any kind, but I tolerated them.

The library stood silent, its towering bookshelves casting long shadows under the dim overhead lights, a sanctuary of knowledge where I retreated to lose myself in words. I was introverted, my mind a labyrinth of intellect, but beneath my reserved exterior simmered a curiosity about my own hidden fantasies—erotic encounters in quiet, public spaces, a thrill I’d explored before with lovers past. My skirt brushed my thighs as I moved, a book in hand, the rustle of pages masking the quickening of my breath as I imagined being caught in passion here.

"hisss.. I'm sorry. You're not cute!" "You! Stop right there!" the short man shouted and chased him in his small store. Wren suddenly stumbled on a heavy book and stumbled down. "Eh," he picked the book and opened it. it was a well written cook book along with pictures. Just looking at the pictures made his stomach growl loudly. "get up!" the short man hit his back with a book. "you have a lot of books sir. Do you have one with the history of Rene? I would like to buy that,"

Chapter 7 Tessa's POV I had exactly three boxes, one duffel bag and absolutely nowhere else to go. That was the full summary of my life at twenty years old. Three boxes of clothes, a laptop with a cracked screen, and the humiliation of standing outside my older sister's front door at nine in the morning waiting for someone to answer.

Cora’s POV. “SMACK!” My skin sizzled from the impact of Ace's spank. I couldn't hold back the helpless moan escaping my lips. His palm grabbed onto the seam of my bum shorts, and he pulled it really hard, letting the fabric sit tightly between my folds. It felt so teasing, so hot, and my clit throbbed in response to the friction. “The way those pretty pink lips of yours fall out of your shorts is quite the sight. I wonder what they'll look like by the time I'm done fucking you,” he growls, now pulling the seam of my shorts back and forth.

Bring condoms. On my way. I set down my bag quietly and walked into the living room. Sat on the couch. Crossed my legs. And waited. The sounds from the bedroom continued—louder now, more desperate. They were close to finishing. I checked my watch. Timed it. Marcus lasted exactly four minutes from the time I sat down to when I heard his telltale groan. Four minutes. Pathetic. I wondered if that was why I'd stopped wanting him. Hard to stay attracted to a man who treated sex like a sprint instead of a marathon.

Three Months Long is a story set in Abuja, in predominantly two districts, Wuye and Jabi. Peter and Olivia are in love and want to have a future together. However, Olivia is older than Peter by a few years and already a graduate while Peter is still a freshman in the university . While Peter’s family is not perturbed about the difference in age and academics , Olivia’s family won't have any of it. Peter promises Olivia a forever love but will their love stand the stern test from their parents and the Nigerian society where it's expected for a man to be several years older than his partner? As the story unravels, love, fear, uncertainty, parental pressures determination, trust and values are