Short Stories In English Novels & Stories

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

It was 11pm at night when Nikhil Khanna drove off in his car to the hotel Grad Shine. On his way , he stopped his car and when he was parking it in the parking lot , he noticed a beautiful girl wearing a red coloured lacy short frock with her cleavage popping out .Along with it she was wearing black jacket and black coloured female boots with high heels.

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

A man hit by a car in New York in 1977 got up uninjured, but lay back down in front of the car when a bystander told him to pretend he was hurt so he could collect the insurance money. The car then rolled forward and crushed him I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

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

Sofia Reyes killed the engine of her rented Jeep outside the dusty warehouse on the edge of the port city, notebook crammed in her back pocket, camera slung across her chest. Six months chasing this story had taken her from quiet mountain roads to flashy nightclubs to lonely beach towns. Women vanishing. No bodies. No clear pattern at first. But the deeper she dug, the clearer it got and all of them had been restless, bored, aching for something sharper than their safe little lives.

London Descent The private jet touched down smoothly at a private airstrip just outside London, but my body was still trembling from the last round high above the Atlantic. Damien’s thick cum was still leaking out of me with every small movement, soaking the inside of my ruined dress and running down my thighs as I tried to steady myself. He helped me down the stairs with a possessive hand on my lower back, his touch deceptively gentle while his eyes promised more. The cool English morning air hit my flushed skin, making me shiver.

I assumed she would be another gorilla, but after searching the depths of every jungle, I have concluded she's somewhere else. As I walk through the streets of New York, I look around, thinking I'm way over my head. What the hell made me think my mate would be here? I know they call this place the jungle, but it's not the type of jungle I'm used to. At least in my jungle, we have civility. Here, it's every man for themselves.

∞∞∞ The End THE END OF WILD PLEASURE❤️ Thank you for reading and supporting this novel! If you enjoyed this erotic journey, don’t miss my next book, LOST IN LUST. It's a novella filled with more blissful, steamy tales. Sit back, relax, and dive in. THANK YOU AGAIN! ️

“I broke down a couple of miles back.” The woman looked at her, rolling her eyes. “Bad place to break down, lady.” She said. Wow, way to advertise your business. “Yeah.” Jeffina chuckled nervously. “Looks like there’s nothing out there but snakes and cannibals.” The woman’s facial expression remained stationary. “Yeah.” The beefy man said, turning in his seat. “And cannibalistic snakes.” He smiled. Jeffina risked a laugh, as the man turned back around in his seat, staring vacantly at the wall again.