Short Story Novels & Stories

Why does she feel like a stranger when she stares at the busy street of Athens, she wants to be like one of them and without learning their language, she will never be one of them. Lucky her, Hussain did try to teach her but damn, the language was not as easy as she thought it will be. She could only get the basic things like please and thank you. "What are you thinking about my love?" Hussain asked kissing the crock of her neck. That was her weak point and he knew it but he decided to be using it against her.

" Alexa yawns. (Cooyright:The short story isn't mine. Copied it from a bedstories website. Please rate and comment.love yal.ADIOS.)

The girls’ decisions to tie a knot with someone solely depends on how much does the families like each other, what is the earnings of the prospective grooms and bride, and in some of the fortunate cases the opinions of the would-be bride and groom. This story is of two characters whose solder was just a destiny call. Anjana, a girl of middle-class working family whose ambitions is to fly high in the sky with her wings spread wide, while Amreet is a guy of a struggling family whose childhood has passed completely different from other kids and whose bachelorette has driven him to struggle vigorously to earn livelihood.

The old woman shivered and held her paper bag close to her chest. “Can’t you hear me? "Keith exploded. “Please let me go. I have very less money and I’m a needy person. I have purchased my bread for tomorrow morning. Please have piety on me!” The old woman cried with teary eyes. “This is the last time I'm warning you to hurry up” Keith moved the knife closer to her face. The old woman took out her valet but kept it in her hand. “Please” The old woman begged. The tension between them increased and Keith pushed the old lady down the road and snatched her valet. He ran away as fast as he could and didn’t turn around.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

We had just fucked roughly for what felt like hours, but seeing her get dressed almost made me hard again as I watched her first pull on her pants, covering up her delicious pussy and ass with her tight yoga pants, then came on her shirt, socks, and shoes. Turning back, she winked at me, and told me, as usual, not to tell anyone, especially our parents. Then she leaned over, kissed the tip of my pecker goodbye and left just as soon as she came, and in much the same way: Little to no fanfare. Just in, a quickie, and out. It wasn't until several weeks later though that she came over to my place, with me already ready and prepared to go at it with her that she brushed me off and told me the new

I was so close already, my walls clenching around his thick cock, when the office door suddenly burst open. A nerdy girl from our class, with glasses, messy bun, was clutching her assignment, as she stood over there frozen, her eyes wide with shock as she took in the sight of me bent over the desk with Professor Harlan’s cock buried deep inside my pussy.

Chapter 5 Riley’s POV “I did it on purpose this time and I fucking loved every second of typing that garbage just to watch him lose his cool.” I hit submit on the worst essay I could come up with at three in the morning, my fingers flying across the keys while my pussy stayed slick the whole time thinking about how he would react. My clit kept throbbing as I wrote complete nonsense on purpose, knowing it would earn me exactly what I wanted even if I told myself I hated him for it.

He came to find her at nine. She was on the window seat with one of the brown-paper books, the Japanese short stories, reading the third one which was about a man who collected other people's lost umbrellas and kept them in a room he never entered. The rain had come back properly, the committed kind, hitting the windows in gusts that made the apartment feel more enclosed than usual, more like a place you were in by choice rather than circumstance.

Slut! Shameless thing! It is really heartbreaking that most of the junior students look up to this tramp. Christabel, stop whoring around! Aren't you scared of getting pregnant at this your young age? You know how the society frowns at teenage pregnancy. This is just a friendly advice o. Y'all should stay tuned for more trendy news in CROWNSTAR HIGH SCHOOL. More news like this coming up soon. Yours truly, Anonymous. I didn't know who wrote this, but I must commend the person. Now, let's see how she would walk around the whole school.