The Straight Story Review Novels & Stories

"It teaches you about the French Revolution, which took place in the seventeen-nineties in the country of France. It is a good book if you like history or violence or exciting suspense. It is a love story, too. All in all, it is an excellent book." Jane started towards her seat. Relief mingled with pride. It was over now, the book and the report. If the length counted for anything, she would get an A plus. Her report hadn't been as long and flowery as Lucy's, but it had been more interesting and informative than Emily's. Maybe she'd even get an A for the trimester. If Jane were the one giving out grades, anyone who read a book with 422 pages would get an A for the year. But when she looked b

It didn't feel like I could guide myself, let alone a pack of seemingly clueless girls. "I think you can do that," Grigor said with a crisp nod. And when the big guy already said so, I had to believe him even more than I believed myself. The whistle went. The Rejects versus the Red Stars.

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.

When Professor Patel began reviewing the submissions, the tension was palpable. “Impressive work from all of you,” he began. “However, the group with the most accurate values and therefore the full marks is Cameron Watson and Alana’s group!” The class erupted into applause, with cheers echoing from those who admired the ‘Jewels’. Ashleigh’s group, seated in the front row, was disheartened to hear their placement. Ashleigh lowered her head, eager for the class to end so she could avoid any further confrontation.

was going to meet Amy . While I was laying on the street a woman passed by and told me she could help me . She took me to a fancy house and treated my fever. She put a roof over my head and listened to me narrating my problems. She told me there was a way to get rid of all my pain and that she would help me if I was ready. With images of Amy always floating in my mind and the constant pain in my chest I asked for her help. She sent me over to a man in his mid-30s and asked him for her regular. I was confused . What could it be that she would take regularly? He placed a bag in her hand and she requested we go." Life is a game baby girl . On the street you have to find your means of survival.

I just smile. "The fan came direct to the company and asked for an appointment with me. He pleaded me to check out your work and boy! Was I blown away. I love the storyline and the twists and turns and also the originality in the story plots. I must say, you are quite something," she flatters. I blush. "Thankyou." "Honestly, you should be thanking your fan, Mr. Lawrence..." What! ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

“I haven’t told you much about my father, he’s so overbearing. I’m afraid he won’t accept you since you’re…” “Much older and having no achievements in your city, thus doesn’t deserve his daughter?” Hart’s eyes twinkled with superior charm as he pronounced his sentence. “Trust me, babe, if it takes a lifetime to convince your father, I would. But now,” he glanced at her with a concerned look in his eyes, “I want you to take your rest. We just did it for two hours straight, not including our earlier sessions. You need your beauty sleep, and I don’t want to see a panda-eyed beauty tomorrow on the plane.”

“On your back. We’re going to use you.” Jake grinned, lying down in the center of the bed, his muscular body stretched out, cock pointing straight up like a thick pole. Veins pulsed along the shaft, the head swollen and leaking. “Come and take what you need, my dirty little stepsister and stepmom.” Sarah helped position me first. She guided me over Jake so I straddled him reverse cowgirl, my back to his face, my dripping pussy hovering just above his cock. “Lower yourself slowly, baby. Let me watch that tight pussy stretch around your stepbrother’s big dick.”

4. PREYE We walked back to the room after dinner, the campus lights casting long shadows on the path. My body was still buzzing from that shower orgasm and everything that happened with Lisa earlier. Her creamy cum, the way she licked her fingers clean without shame, the flirty shit at the table,it all stuck in my head like a dirty movie on repeat. I’m straight, I kept telling myself. Big cocks, rough hands, getting tied up and fucked senseless. But Lisa’s hungry stares were doing something weird to my pussy, making it tingle even now.

BLAIRE The bathroom mirror didn't lie. My neck was a map of dark bruises, and my pussy throbbed with a heavy, relentless ache. I stood under the spray of the shower, the hot water hitting my sensitized skin like a thousand needles. I watched as the milky remnants of Raymond’s thick cum swirled down the drain, mixing with the steam, but I couldn't wash away the intense, complicated realization settling in my gut. I wasn't just Manuel’s widow anymore. I was the center of a storm I had walked into willingly, a woman caught between two brothers who wanted to claim every inch of the life I had left. I must confess ,I like every bit of it