Special Book Novels & Stories

Jubi held up a box, “this one is for you. From Royal.” She frowned as she looked to him and noted he was watching her carefully. “What is it?” “You need to open it to find out.” Jubi laughed. She gingerly unwrapped the square container and then lifted the lid off the box and stared at the little book with confusion. Then her heart leapt to her throat. “Royal,” she whispered. She lifted the book and stared at the cover. It was simply titled “Precious years one through five.” “Famke!” Precious looked over her shoulder to see what it was. “It’s about me!” She leaned back laughing, “that’s funny. Uncle Royal, you gave Famke a book about me?”

“I’ll take this.” “Great,” she responded with a smile. “Would you like your items gift-wrapped separately?” Natalie nodded with a small smile. “Yes, please.” While the associate disappeared to the counter, we drifted toward the back of the shop, where a glass case held a small collection of rare books. The lighting was softer there, reverent, like a chapel for people who loved paper and ink. “Oh,” I breathed, stopping short. Brandon glanced at me. “Uh-oh.”

Why will an illegal substance be in Kendrick's room? “There isn't a proper name for it yet, or at least I haven't been updated," Doctor Louis explains, "but we all call it The Special Medicine” Doctor Louis's words incite my curiosity. “What is it for?” I ask “There were rumors that the Special Medicine was a substance that could cure any hormonal disease,” Doctor Louis says, his voice raw with doubt.

Wanda took out a rune tablet that shimmered with an eerie, dark light and said, "It is said that the Compendium of Special Constitutions documents the special constitutions of the world. Once your spiritual sense merges with it, the information will manifest as a sphere of energy and move into your Sea of Consciousness. "It's a one-time consumable that can't be duplicated or regenerated. I'll open the bidding at ten million dollars!" "15 million dollars!" "20 million dollars!"

Maya just said, "Holy shit. You could get lost in here and not even mind." Sofia glowed. "Isn’t it beautiful? I come in here sometimes just to smell the air. Paper, salt, dust. There’s nothing like it." I traced a finger along a shelf of first editions. Many of them were in languages I didn’t know. "Are these all Levi’s?" Sofia shrugged. "Some are his. Some have been here longer than any of us. If you see one with the spine cracked and notes in the margins, that’s probably mine."

Chapter 2: Finger fucking in class I walked into Professor Harlan’s lecture hall the next morning wearing my shortest skirt yet, my heart pounding with excitement. I had no panties underneath, it was just my smooth, bare skin that was already getting slick from the thrill of what I planned to do. After yesterday’s little show in Blake’s office, I knew I had his attention, and now I was going to push him further.

Our Secret: My Dirty Tale is a compilation of short erotic stories intended for a MATURE AUDIENCE. Please note that ALL characters in these stories are above the age of consent. I would give a trigger warning, but there are wayyy too many. What to expect? Every kink possible. Every sexual pairing possible. Leave your morals behind, grab a toy or two. God knows you'll need a helping hand 😉*wink* Happy-horny reading! Xo, Athena♡

The boxes under the bed were covered in a layer of dust. I briefly hesitated before dragging them out and rummaging through them until I found a faded planner tucked beneath a pile of old textbooks. It was from several years ago. I sat cross-legged on the floor and flipped through the pages. The first few months were blank, but on one day, April 12th of three years ago, there was a small set of initials written in blue ink. "K.G." Next to it was a clumsily drawn heart. My heart missed a beat.

He's got this big black leather sofa, an enormous widescreen LED TV; he's really into watching live sports, and he has a short-distance staircase that takes you to his king-size bed. Of course, he also has a library section with a variety of his collection of books, DVDs, and action figures. Then there's his dining area which connects to his kitchen. In the past, he'd invite me to watch soccer or NBA games, we'd call it Game Night, which also includes playing on his X-box that is currently well-kept under the TV. Right now, I don't see the Blake Garette that annoys me a lot. I'm seeing a very different guy at the moment.

That very day, I moved into the luxury villa. What confused me was that all the other big dogs I had seen before disappeared the moment I officially started working. And that beautiful Alaskan Malamute actually had an entire villa to himself. As Lord Allen's personal caretaker, I was assigned the second-largest bedroom, right next to the master bedroom. The room was shockingly huge. Even back when Beatrice hadn't kicked me out, and I was still a rich girl, I had never lived in a room this big.