Soap 2day Novels & Stories

George stepped into the bathroom, yanked the soft towel around his waist away and turned on the shower. The cold droplets of water trailed down his hot tingly flesh and he let out a deep sigh of relief. Reaching for a jar of soap and his sponge, he washed himself clean from the day's work.

The girl always sleeps while slurping which will make her sleep the whole night without waking her up. "What were you both talking about? With Be-bushra." He almost called her Beyonce again so to make Jiddah feel less insecure and jealous, he drew her by her now slim waist to his chest. "Nothing, really." She wiggled a little but then stopped knowing there is no way she was going to escape this, she started the game. Like he'd said earlier, she should finish it too. "She said something about in twenty one days. What was it?" He pushed his nose and mouth to her neck, smelling the heaven of the most seductive perfume he's ever smelt, Chanel coco mademoiselle Eau de parfum spray.

A familiar pain surged through me as I opened my eyes, and a blinding white light hung overhead. “Look at our son, Tanya—look how adorable he is,” my husband, Damien Slater, said as he cradled a baby at the edge of the hospital bed, his smile warm and bright. I glanced around the room, then at Damien’s youthful face, and the realization hit me: I had been reborn. This was the very day I had given birth in my previous life—the same day my own child had been killed by this monster!

Sophia's POV It was 8pm already, and I had a long day of painting with Damian. “Maybe you should shower while I ask the maid to set the dining room for us to have dinner,” He said while he walked me into the guest room. “Sure, but I didn't come with…” He cut me off before I could finish, “Your clothes right, You can wear my shirt and I've got some free pants too,” He said, the tone calm and sharp. I stared at him in awe, he was being nice. “Alright,” I said and he left, shutting the door behind him. I quickly took off my clothes. I had my office wear still on, I hurriedly walked to the bathroom, I exhaled sharply as I sat on the WC. “What a day!” I said to myself as I entered the bathtub for

Simon said, his voice filled with warmth, “I heard you had quite an exciting day. Tell me, what was your favorite part?” Athena’s face lit up with excitement as she turned her attention to her father. With an animated voice, she eagerly shared the highlights of her day, recounting tales of new discoveries, laughter-filled moments, and the joy of learning. Simon listened intently, captivated by Athena’s stories. Each word painted a vibrant picture of their daughter’s growing world, a testament to her curious nature and thirst for knowledge. He marveled at the connection they shared, the bond between father and daughter growing stronger with each passing day.

I walked along the gravel path of the garden until I stopped at the stairs in the entrance of the house, the day was cloudy, the clouds were heavy and I did not doubt that soon it would start to rain. I was distracted until a strong man, with long brown hair, the brown skin and eyes in the same tone, wearing jeans and a plaid shirt appeared down the steps and coming towards me. "Good morning. I am..." "Abbigail, yes I know." He looked at me suspiciously, with furrowed forehead he looked at me from head to toe, as if he wanted to see something that wasn’t there. "You were highly recommended, you can come in." The tone he used saying I was highly recommended was pure disbelief, as if he didn’t

" Finally, I turned around. I looked at the broken man kneeling before me—hollow, wasted, nothing like the person he used to be—and I laughed bitterly. "Dan, do you know how many days I begged you? Twenty-eight. "The doctor called you himself. He told you her condition was critical. He told you there was no more time. "And what were you doing? You were enjoying the ocean with Valerie and Theo. Chasing the Northern Lights. Checking off one wish after another for someone else's son.

Everything was coming along for what was to be my second best day ever, my wedding day. Some say how stressful and overwhelming it can be, but I was hoping to add it to my list of best days ever. Here I was with my best friend at our favorite tea shop; we prefer tea over coffee just to be a little eccentric in our own way. We had just finished a hot yoga class, so naturally, we ordered iced herbal teas. "I'm so surprised at how well your wedding planning is going. You just make it seem so easy," Trinity was saying. I finished several gulps of my refreshing tea before responding.