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We'd chat longer this time, exchange contacts, maybe share a story or two over steaming mugs. I reach my door and fumble with the keys for a moment. Inside, my apartment is a welcome haven of calm. Just the muffled city sounds drifting through the open window. I kick off my shoes by the door, feeling the cool tile under my feet, and head straight to the kitchen to brew some tea. Chamomile tonight, with a dash of honey to soothe my racing thoughts. As it steeps, I pull the note from my pocket and read it again, dwelling on each word. I set it on a small wooden table beside the rose, which is starting to wilt just a touch at the edges but still holds its vibrant red charm. I brush the petals l

“Relax Lara, you're allowed to look. You're an adult right?“ He asks with a tilt his head, still wearing that predatory smile, like he is playing with me and strangely, I like it. “Lara?“ He calls my name, “yes…I'm an adult” I respond as I lick my lips nervously. “That's my favorite one” he says, nudging his chin towards the magazine behind me. Blushing deep red, I bring it out reluctantly, I've been caught. “I think you should read out loud to me“ he says and my brain goes offline instantly. “W-what?“ I whisper. “Come on, stepsis” he says, “it would be so much fun” he adds. Can I really read these out loud?

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

Cora’s POV. It's been just three hours since my parents left the house and I was already spiraling with different thoughts. Ace was seated on a couch across from me, his eyes focused on his laptop while I struggled to focus on the book I was reading. Not to mention the fact that it was an erotic book. One that was specifically a forbidden romance, just like my predicament. Ace raised his head, and I quickly dropped my gaze to the book in my hand, adjusting my reading glasses.

Banged under the storm🍆🍆🍑 Chapter 1: Flirting with the stranger The rain poured down heavily, turning the sidewalk into a slippery space. I stood under the narrow metal overhang of the bus stop, with my arms wrapped tightly around myself as water dripped from the edge above. My thin white summer dress was already soaked through, clinging to my body like a second skin. The fabric had turned almost transparent in some places, clearly outlining the curve of my breasts and the hardened peaks of my nipples from the cold.

We are back in Manila, and Ally finally comes home with me. "Babe, what do you want to eat? I'll cook for you," she asked me affectionately. "Anything Babe as long as you cook," I said as I kissed her. Ally was busy cooking in the kitchen, I was bored, so I read some online stories at Good Novel, one of the most popular apps in the world. The most readable stories genres nowadays were LGBT; that was great. Aspiring writers open up their version of the world through a book to love freely in any gender it has, which others cannot accept.

She groaned . Hello my beautiful and handsome readers. Thank you so much for all your support and reading this intriguing Novel if I said so myself. ... Anyway, we're getting there but don't forget to rate and comment. I would like to recommend one of my story in light reader to you all. A Night With The Heartless Billionaire. You'll love that too. Love y'all. But don't stop reading this baby, something amazing is going to happen. Just keep on reading!

He said and hurried to wipe his tears. "Tss. Why did you cry? You can't even remember my life. This is more like a fantasy story like you read in w*****d stories." I promise here. I don't read W*****d. Misha is the lover, I only hear about his stories. He likes to read gangster stories. Then he imagined that I was a female gangster. He has a story he wants to tell, what is the title now?... Monster High? No, that's not it... Mon... Mon... Montello High? Yeah, that's it because he has reread it several times and he still wants me to read it too like what the hell? I don't like reading that mushy stuff, and besides the stories are exaggerated too much, but Misha is an addict, or maybe I just d

We are a little bit close to the end. Is it Roberto and Zeth (short story) Athena and Cassian (short story) Bruno Junior and Ischavor’s daughter (Probably a novel)

She likes it when he is rough on her. Rome's gaze was drawn to her clothes when their lips separated again. He yanked her clothing down quickly, although it was clear that he was trying hard not to rip it. Rome was impatient, so she anticipated him to ruin her clothes, as he always did when they made love. Fortunately, Rome appeared to have known she had no spare garments in case he wrecked her clothes. After removing her garments, Rome claimed her lips again while his two palms fondled her breasts. Then Rome kissed her on the neck from her lips. He kissed, lapped, and sucked every part of her neck that would leave a mark, and Channy's breathing sped when Rome's fingers began to play with he