Smut Oneshot Novels & Stories

“She took a lot of pictures.... she did because she said....” “They won’t show up in pictures....” I finished. “....and sometimes things will appear in pictures that we can’t see....” I flipped through some more and pulled out one where I looked about 6 or 7. Samantha was beaming and hugging my neck. It looked like we were in a bunker or shelter in this picture. I smiled and looked at the last picture and dropped it. In this one we were smiling, but now there was a familiar woman kneeling between us, also smiling. Her icy blue eyes looked... calm, her hands were wrapped protectively around the two of us... and me and Samantha.... were hugging her.... and smiling...

The man took a deep breath and smiled softly. "I'm glad your memory is improving," Andrew replied. The man began to pour wine into two glasses. Then handed Olivia one of the glasses. The woman accepted the glass and started to raise the glass higher than before and Andrew did the same. Then there was the sound of squeaking glass. The two of them began to drink the wine in the glass until it was finished. "It's really delicious. Especially enjoyed with you," said Andrew, making Olivia's face red now clearly visible. The woman grabbed her phone and looked back at Andrew. "We have to capture a few moments before you finally have to go again," said Olivia, who had opened the camera menu and then

Of course she may be like Phoebe was and waiting until she found her mate, I wonder when the next full moon is. My thoughts were so consumed with Delania that I hadn’t realized I was now supporting a raging hard on in the shower. ‘Hey Shammus?’ I thought reluctantly. ‘Yes dummy?’ Snarky jackass, can’t he just be nice? ‘You wanna help me out here?’ ‘You said no more images dummy, remember?’ I sighed, I knew I had told him to stop, but I was gonna have serious blue balls soon. ‘Come on buddy. Help a guy out here.’ I pleaded with my wolf. ‘Fine dummy, but only because she is hot.’

she muttered with closed eyes. After a few seconds, she opened her eyes and stared at the circle. The sand was beginning to emit smokes that went up towards the sky, and the candle flame turned blue. Susan stared at the smoke and she could see it was forming images, and slowly it became the image of the very man she hated the most- Logan Stewart, the arrogant young new Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack.

The Alpha’s shaft shot his s*men inside his boxer shorts. As if she lost all of her strength, Maxine knelt down while her thighs were trembling as she sat on the floor that was pooled with a mix of water and her juices. "Ahhhh," she breathed. Adam opened his eyes and looked at the girl sitting on the ground. He felt his sword regain its strength and its previous vigor. But instead of her hand, Adam knows he wants to feel her tight walls around his beastly c*ck.

“Don’t let me sleep in here for the rest of the night. That’s bad for my skin.” However, a hand slipped under her head. She opened her eyes again and saw him invading her space, starting from that arm behind her and even pressing his chest against her shoulder. What was more infuriating was that he had his phone at hand, seemingly trying to take a photo of them. She then moved toward him to cover herself in a pose. She had a subtle smile on her lips as if matching the smug look on Gryphon’s face when he took the photo. Then, she dropped the feigned mood. “What was that for?”

ummm🤣🤣😭 I'm done writing these darn smut scenes the in middle of the night😩it's honestly maddening 🥵Zillon and Celeste needs to control themselves, how could they be having fun while the one who created them is suffering? Either way, what do you guys think? Do I deserve gems🤗 or just nothing at all?😢

Nessa asked with an arched eyebrow and defense stance. "To collect the baby from you." Simone answered with a glare. Back to present: Simone scoffed. "B-But you are about to kill a new born in cold blood. Look, I know you are an heartless assassin but killing a child..." Her voice softened for a moment. "Won't affect me." Nessa completed with an emotionless face. She looked down at the wailing child and glanced at the moon whose light was dim. Simone slowly and carefully muttered a spell and a ball of purple mist suddenly appeared on Simone's stretched hand. Nessa looked up suddenly and saw it coming towards her but it was too late. The mist hit her on her right arm, making her drop the chil

She wrappred her fingers around his shaft and stroked him. "I see what the problem is. Don't worry, I know just how to fix it." Sam grinned. "Damn, that feels so good. You really know how to take care of the situation." Smokey groaned. A few minutes later he grabbed some napkins from the table and covered the head of his cock just as he blew his load. He grinded his mouth against hers as he did and groaned in her mouth. He zipped up his jeans and then slid his hand under her skirt and inside her panties.

“Don’t call me sweetheart, and it’s not book p**n. It’s called smut.” “Smut,” I repeat. “Such a fancy way to say p**n, huh?” I tilt my head, still holding the book out of her reach. “So tell me, what’s the smut doing to you?” “Kai, stop.” She pauses, eyes narrowing like a warning. She’s too mad at me for the shit I’m about to pull, but I don’t really care. It’s either this or I let her bury herself in her precious smut while pretending I don’t exist, probably imagining the two of us as the lead characters anyway.