Sids Stories Novels & Stories

Sloane wakes up to her phone blowing up. The blurry tunnel photo has gone semi-viral on soccer gossip accounts. Sloane jolted awake in her bed as her phone vibrated nonstop on the nightstand. The screen lit up with dozens of notifications. She grabbed it with a sinking feeling in her gut and clicked on the first link. The blurry tunnel photo stared back at her from multiple soccer gossip accounts. Two figures locked in passion, one clearly on her knees. Comments flooded in fast. Some mocked the rivalry, others speculated wildly about secret affairs between coaches. Her stomach twisted with fear. This single image could destroy years of hard work. Sloane sat up quickly, heart racing, and thre

Harry responded. There were some moments of silence. “Well, tell me the joke Sidney, I wanna be in”. Miss Diaz said with her eyes fixed on me. “The thing is, the joke doesn’t really make much sense when taken out of the context” I said awkwardly, scratching the nape of my neck. “Hmm I see” miss Diaz responded flatly. “Do you wanna hear a funny joke Harry?” Harry leaned in intently, and I found myself doing so too Miss Diaz’s voice went down in whisper “ Sidney can’t drive”

The above sentences are the thoughts of the author about what he thinks, but it is my duty to tell all the things he has in his mind. The space science and the beginning of the human era, why I always talk about the past, why I'm interested in the dead stories, why I tell a tale of another time, why I don't like the present and, also why I'm not narrating about those dumbasses who were about to close the mysterious case of random killing by an unidentified criminal (creature)? You might have so many questions and confusions about the fact that I puzzle a simple story in what we call a Riddle…? But you can still believe in me that I'll give you a gift tomorrow.

When will you be back? Sid: By the weekend. Emma: Wow, that’s a long time. Did you want to hang out when you get back? Sid: Of course! I’ll message you when I’m off duty this evening. Emma: Stay safe! Sid couldn't help but grin at the message before forcing himself to put his phone away. The next few days were going to be extremely long but at least he had something to look forward to when he finally got back to the Ark. —

These stories ranged from tales of triumph and resilience to accounts of cultural traditions and the bonds forged through shared humanity. Luna compiled these stories into a book titled "Voices of Seoul," a testament to the diverse voices that make up the vibrant tapestry of the city. Through the publication of the book, Luna aimed to not only give a voice to those whose stories often go unheard but also to provide a platform for readers around the world to connect with the people of Seoul on a deeply personal level.

Sid always had his own charm, be it his smile or the ocean blue eyes or his curly blond hair that he is obsessed with most of the time he does leave his charm capturing people's mind and sometimes, heart. “ tsk- tsk- tsk “ she gave him a pathetic look Intentionally ignoring her glares Sid continued “ do one thing, take me with you when you meet her ... .all you have to do is introduce me to her and I'll take care of the rest of things…” he winked, shoving the last bite of burger in his mouth. “ Which part of your brain doesn’t remember the words 'pregnancy positive reports'? " she said pointedly with a lower tone.

Chapter 4 Luna’s POV “Kai no way you cannot be serious right now,” I whispered, my voice cracking as I sat there naked on the couch with my legs still spread and my pussy throbbing from all the edging. My juices had dripped everywhere onto the cushion and the coffee table. The main stream chat was exploding with tips that kept pinging nonstop and the OnlyFans side was even crazier with people throwing hundreds just to see what would happen next. He stood there right in front of me stroking the bulge in his jeans with one hand while he held the phone camera steady with the other.

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. 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!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.

Sid turned and took his mobile to call for a cab. "Guys, today I am so happy" Mishty's voice startled him as he turned to see her. She was standing over a car. "Mishty?" He gasped loudly as he didn't expect this from her for sure. He turned to see the red signal due to which every vehicle was standing still and was looking at Mishty with full concentration. "Do you want to hear my love story?" Mishty asked loudly to which the college van filled with boys and girls shouted to encourage Mishty. Sid pats his head. He didn't expect this for sure. He could see the depth of her desire to make him happy.