Story Nice Novels & Stories

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

Blood seeped through my fingers, but still, I forced myself to reach for another glass. Lorenzo finally lost it. He stood up and grabbed my wrist, saying mockingly, "Elena Bianchi, when you used every dirty trick to marry me, did you ever imagine a day like this? Wagging your tail like a dog for a few thousand dollars?" Hearing this, my expression didn't change. I just said calmly, "That's 999 glasses. Wire the money to my account." Lorenzo said nothing as he looked at me with a complicated expression.

I also want to announce that Alice's story will be up very very soon on GOODNOVEL, so please check it out when it's available. Thank you once again. Xoxo, crystal_obanye

Content warning: Mentioned death/illness of a parent, sexual/verbal harassment's, violence, crime and language use. Esrath POV This was too much for me to hold dear to my heart, tears began to rush down my face and chills ran through my body like waves of electricity as I began to try to steady my breathing, I can hear a soft voice talking to me. I look over to see my mother in her navy-blue cocktail dress as she is helping to fix my make up as my tears escape my eyes and a smile breaks out on her face as I look at her.

Aiden replied by adding a smile emoticon. Sasha returned his messages back, along with an incoming message from Stacy and this was what Aiden was most worried about. Stacy was very aggressive, without being provoked she always tried to seduce him with her body, especially when she also read the story. It must be very bad because Stacy is often paired with Aiden for photoshoots. "Aiden, is this true story about you?" Stacy wrote in her message. "What is the story ?" He replied. "The title is I Know You Want Me. The gossip of this story is based on your experience."

---- Note: Do you want to see the visuals of this story? Follow our Ins-tagramm account: @sagastories.id. By the way, this story is available as a comic/w*****n. Just look for the same title "Loving The Mad King" on W e b t o on app.

Hello beautiful people just wanted to infrom you all soon i am going to post season 2 of this story where story will coutinue from that point where i left the story there are so many twist and turn you will get in the upcoming season hope you all will love it don't forget to follow me on goodnovel so that you all can get all the infromation about our stories your support is important for me and please always review the book and comment in the review section i love to interact with you all till then keep reading keep smilling keep supporting

“More like daggers.” “Oh no.” I could practically hear her sitting up straighter. “What happened?” I exhaled, lying back against my pillows. “Where do I even start?” “The beginning is always a good place.” “Fine.” I closed my eyes, letting the words flow. “So, I get there, right? The place is massive. Like, straight out of some rich-kid movie. And, of course, I’m getting stares the second I walk in.” “Typical.” “But then I meet this girl, Rachel. She seemed nice enough, showed me where my classes were.”

A firece gust of wind during a Gale boee 45-year-old Vittorio Louise's car into a river near Naples, Italy, in 1983. He managed to break a window, climb out and swim to shore, where a tree blew over and killed him. 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 replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.