Novel & Cerita Short Novels To Read

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.

The salt-kissed wind whipped through Lila’s hair as she stood on the wooden deck of the beach house, the sound of crashing waves filling her soul like a long-awaited symphony. After months of soul-crushing deadlines, toxic meetings, and a breakup that still stung like salt in a fresh wound, this was supposed to be her escape. Seven days of solitude, bare feet in the sand, and silence broken only by the ocean’s eternal roar.

Lucian's POV My eyes found Melissa who had just stepped out into the porch in her extremely tiny bikini thong and bra that left nothing to the imagination. I bit down on my lips as I trailed my eyes from her breast to her perfect waist. My hands itched to reach over and pull her into the water with me and trace the curves of her body with my hands or tongue. Fuck! Her waist, though. The way the bikini thong sat on it, like it was made to be there. Now, I was starting to regret why I have never suggested we come out for a swim earlier.

Jade stayed in Ohio with her grandfather, Johnathan and his brother, Garwin. She was nineteen years old and came visiting for the holidays for the first time in years. The small town, Haborsville was rumoured to be invaded by night creatures that were responsible for the death of atleast three people on a daily basis. But Jade visited still. She only believed it was mere superstition and the only thing killing people were either plagues from poor hygiene, an unknown disease or people themselves like thieves.

Lila stood completely naked in the middle of the small beach hut, her wet dress lying in a puddle at her feet. The lantern light flickered across her bare skin, highlighting the full curves of her breasts, the dip of her waist, and the smooth skin between her thighs. She felt exposed in a way she had never experienced before. Two strange men were staring at her openly, their eyes dark with hunger, and the storm outside continued to rage, thunder shaking the wooden walls.

I dropped the book in my hands, my other hand, finding its way to the crotch of my bum shorts. I grazed my fingers over the areas and the feeling had my eyes fluttering in pleasure. I grazed myself for a few more seconds, loving the trail of heat surrounding my folds. “Ahh…Ace, don't stop,” I moaned, my voice sounding a little clearer than the last as I pinched my nipple. I slipped my fingers into my shorts from the crotch area, biting hard on my lips to prevent my moan from sounding too loud. The moment my fingers touched me down there, a shuddery breath escaped my lips.

Killian dropped to his knees, hoisting my leg over his shoulder to feast on my clit once more. As Sinbad's thick dick slid into my soaking, wet cunt and Killian's tongue flicked my swollen nub, I looked Jimmy dead in the eye one last time. I pressed the button, and the heavy curtains swept shut, erasing him from my view. "Happy New Year, Jimmy," I mewled before getting lost once again in the Belafonte twins' touch. THE END.

Chapter 2 “Okay, here’s the idea,” I continue, my throat dry so I grab my beer for a quick sip, the cool liquid doing nothing to calm the fire starting low in my belly. “We grab a jar or a bowl, whatever’s around, and everyone writes down dares on slips of paper. Dirty ones, the stuff we’d never admit out loud normally. Then we draw one at a time, and whoever pulls it has to do it. We set a timer if needed, but the point is to let go, see where it takes us.”

Oswan asked. “In what are you interested?” Ortaul said. “I'm interest in anything new in the world, so nothing in particular.” “Listen then, my boy. Creates have appeared from out of nowhere.” “Creatures, you say, what kind?” “The worst, I say! Their teeth are sharp as swords; their eyes are red as blood.” “We saw them.” “Where did you?” “Not much down the road, near the miller.” “Great, finally, we can kill them.”

I'm not fat actually ( you should also know this since you've seen my pictures before). Speaking of...when am I going to see one of yours? It's not exactly fair that I have not the slightest clue as to what you look like, at least. I still think you're an old psycho, but that happens a few times, and that's when I start over thinking P.S, you wouldn't want to see me overthink, really. I'm literally a character from these adolescent novels like "diary of a wimpy kid" or "dork diaries."