Stuck In A Room

Damon Philips and Vanessa Monday have loved each other since they could imagine, but neither of them had the courage to say it out loud. Now Damon is stuck with Jessica. What would become of their love when Jessica suddenly announces that she is pregnant for Damon and somehow gets him to engage her? Would their love scale through all obstacles or would it crash and burn?

Before my wedding, my vision which I lost after saving Bruce unexpectedly returned. Overjoyed, I hurried to share the wonderful news with him, but as I stepped into the living room, I froze. Bruce and my cousin, Kerry, were in a passionate embrace. "Bruce, the baby is perfectly healthy now. The doctor said we can sleep together again! Why don't we do it right here in the living room? Also, isn't it thrilling to do it here while Nancy is asleep in her room?" "Shut up! Don't joke about my wife like that!" Bruce snapped at her, but his reprimand was accompanied by a kiss. I stood there, watching in shock as their movements grew more intense and their breathing became heavier. Only then did I piece it all together. Their sudden shared enthusiasm for indoor workouts six months ago wasn't about fitness at all. Covering my mouth to stifle a sob, I turned back to my room and shut the door. I decided then and there: Bruce didn't need to know I had recovered. Reaching for my phone, I dialed my mother. "Mom, I'm not marrying Bruce anymore. I'll marry the comatose heir of the Blakes instead. I don't need Bruce in my life."

Using an alternative account, I secretly join a cycling group chat that my husband, Liam Johnson, is in. One day, an announcement is made in the group chat. "We'll be organizing a weekend mountain biking activity with an overnight stay, with two people sharing a room. To add some excitement, we'll be drawing lots for room assignments." I can't really understand it. Curious, I ask, "What if a man and a woman end up drawing the same room?"

It was all an accident. It was unexpected. But what would she do? What would she do if he will accidentally be carrying the Mafia Boss' child? How would she withstand the fact that he will be able to conceive, and it was the fruit of that accidental night? And worst, she will find out the true identity of the man she loved. Now, she is stuck between the two mafia brothers...

That feeling when I spent years of my life stuck and floundering between the walls of an outdated dungeon in an ancient exile among the bowels of the forest, without any creature knowing that I was alive! You narrowed me down. It's about to change. I finally decided to run away. "Where the world does not need more copies, try to dine differently."

After being held captive for a year, Alison must adjust back to her normal life but what she doesn't realize is that her life is far from normal. Will she be able to forget enough to have a great future or will she be forever stuck in the past? Please note that there are strong scenes that many people may not like to read. Please use caution while reading.

"You don't want me, you just don't want to see me with anyone else." - When Seth finds out about Nicole's secret, he can't help but take advantage. Under a Truce with her own enemy, Nicole is stuck making a deal with Seth to keep her secret hidden. How could it go wrong?

Tears were flowing through her cheeks from her blood shot eyes. Sniffing painfully she sat on the edge of bed. Her tears filled eyes were stuck on the shattered photo frame which she throw out of anger and pain. It was their marriage photo frame, the same photo which she used to admire once. But now, the same photo disgusts her whenever she looks at it.It sometimes the things which gives you happiness, the same things can give you pain too. Their whole room is a mess, just like her life. Wiping her tears Koushalya looked at those torn dairy pages along with few photo lying on floor , in which her husband was kissing another women. Love was visible in his eyes, sad thing is the love wasn't for her, it was for another women. Nothing can be more painful then, knowing your loved one loved Someone else more than you. She trusted him wholeheartedly, and now when she found out his secret , he lost the trust which she had on him. Koushalya, blankly stared the floor, her mind was telling her to leave him but her heart was begging her to stay. Somewhere, between her mind and heart she lost herself, her soul. Will she ever able to find her lost soul in that dark world of Sanjiv ? **** Meet Koushalya, Women with passion and broad thinking. Everything was perfect about her until she met Sanjiv, who showed her how does it feels to die slowly without letting anyone know. Somewhere between her husband Sanjiv and the fear of society she lost her own self. Will she find herself again ? -- I, Aarti Shankar welcoming you all in life of koushalya. To know further read the story and leave a review/feedback after reading it.

After being betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend, Mary Sampson moved to the hotel she had booked earlier for herself and her boyfriend to stay after he had proposed. As she is masturbating to get over her plight, a smoking hot handsome young man walks in, disrupting her pleasure. After a while of argument, it is discovered that due to some system error in the hotel, the room is mistakenly booked twice and the room actually belongs to the handsome young man. Mary is refunded, despite the handsome man offering to allow her to share the room, she insists she will find another room. However, she doesn't find any other hotel room as all the hotels in the whole town have been booked. She reluctantly returns to the handsome man and they play poker to while away the time. The poker soon turns to a stripping poker and the smoking hot man stripteases her, turning her on. Eventually, they have a hot night together and Mary drops her phone number, hoping they may see each other again. After waiting for two years without getting a call from him, she forgot about him. Only to run into him at her workplace the next day… The smoking hot man is her boss.

` It was a cool, breezy and stormy night. Rain came down in sheets, as a dark figure stood before a house. The house was pretty ordinary, white with blue shutters; it didn't have more than two bedrooms. It looked like a cozy little family home with flowers and shrubs lining the front lawn, and then the smell from the pellet stove smoke invaded his nostrils. He took a deep breath and pulled out an old, rusted compass from his black trench coat. It looked like it could have been from the 14th century, the small, brass disc was dented and the Victorian designs were faded. He studied it as it pointed east, towards the small house. He looked the house over carefully, looking for the best entrance, before proceeding towards the side to gaze into the window. Inside you can see the small kitchen; the brand new, all black appliances off set the linoleum floor. Cabinets filled almost every wall of the small space that made it look more crowded than it should have been. The kitchen opened to a larger room which seemed to be used as a living room and a dining room all at once. The whole house looked crowded, with the furniture in the living room all touching except for a small gap to walk through and the dining room was so close to the sofa, it could have been sitting on it. He stepped back into the shadows as he watched a young couple enter the kitchen. The wife was tall and slender, had strawberry blond hair formed around her face accenting her jaw-line and her deep blue eyes stopped your heart as you got lost in them. Her fair complexion was silky and complimented her soft face.