Texting Story 소설 & 이야기

'' I mutter under my breath. ''So did he . . . '' My voice almost inaudible as I sigh deeply, ''That was a pretty good story, huh? Do you think I should publish it somewhere? Online? There's this website called Wattpad and I heard that it's quite good. You never know, people might be interested in our love life.''

As Jamie filled her in on all the details, becoming more and more animated in his storytelling, Alice slipped out her phone and texted Adam, “Thank you.” “No need to thank me.” He replied. “I’ll text you next week with further instructions.”

“Okay, I’ll believe you for now. But if anything else happens, you better tell me right away. I’ve been waiting for years for your wild side to come out! I knew it was hiding somewhere inside you!” “There’s no wild side.” “So, what does the text say then?” She already knew my password and punched it in. She read the text out loud. “Let’s go swimming again today, this time no underwear, winky face.” Her eyes narrowed at me. “What does that mean? You went swimming in your underwear? It sounds like you may have left some details out of your story.” “Why are you reading my personal text messages?” I screamed at her, annoyed at her antics.

TeacherPet: last night TeacherPet: after you texted me back Me: Oh? TeacherPet: ya, I was feeling anxious until then TeacherPet: then I could relax Me: What did you think about? TeacherPet: About today.. telling you about my orgasms TeacherPet: and you getting turned on Me: Is it like you imagined? TeacherPet: kinda TeacherPet: except in my fantasy we ended up meeting up Me: ah… TeacherPet: wouldn't that be fun? Me: yeah TeacherPet: hmm

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

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So he knew full well that I was lying to his face when I told him I’d been with her. Me: Can we try that brunch date again, tomorrow? Nina: Ofc. Just tell me what time babe. Me: Text you when I wake up? It’s been a day Nina: Anything u want. I’ll be up. Playing with this sexy soldier tonight. And then she sent a bunch of vegetable emojis that, when strung together in the order she put them in, were actually really effective at telling a quite explicit little story. Me: You are dirty!

Jax: You free to talk again? We texted until 2 a.m. And just like that, it became a habit. By the end of the week, our late-night conversations had become the highlight of my days. I was always looking forward to his texts. We talked about almost everything – our dreams for the future, our fears, stupid memes, favorite books, even our worst dating stories. He made me laugh in ways I didn’t expect. And every time his name lit up my phone, my heart did a little flip.

Half a month later, in the middle of the night, my phone buzzed with a message. It was from Lex. [Audrey, I'm sorry.] I stared at it for a moment, then put the phone down. I didn't reply. Our story had ended long ago. I closed that chapter. From now on, our lives will go their own way—like two roads that'll never cross again.

And because I wanted the surprise to hit harder, I told myself I wouldn’t text him. At all. Just for today. It sounded cute in my head. In real life? It felt like torture. School – Morning Kendra linked her arm through mine as we walked inside. “No texting him,” she reminded me. “I know.” “No calling.” “I KNOW.” “Good. Keep the suspense.” I tried. Really tried. Then halfway through first period, my phone started vibrating. A lot. Like someone set it on fire. Kendra glanced at her phone. Her face dropped instantly.