There's No Holding Back Novels & Stories

Trust landed soft, not loud. This was real. This was ours. Still holding on, no plans to stop.

No turning back. And then—

“How do you feel?” I paused and instinctively touched my stomach. It was flat. My fingers paused on the empty belly, as though confirming something… or searching for something. Anna hesitated when she saw my movements and asked cautiously, “Do you… regret it?” I did not reply, my fingers slowly digging into my palms until it began to hurt. Regret? Never. All I felt was… hatred. I hated them for tricking me, and hated myself for taking this long to notice. Fortunately, it was not too late. I did not let them get their way.

“I can hear it. Hold it. Don’t you dare come until I say.” The edge in his tone sent a dark thrill through me. This wasn’t the shy, generous fan I’d pictured. This was someone who knew exactly how to pull my strings, patient and unrelenting. My body responded despite myself, teetering on the brink, every nerve alight. Vee: Stop. I froze, fingers still buried inside me, breathing hard. The denial hit like a whip—sharp and frustrating. My pussy clenched around my fingers, aching for release.

No more rules. Just us.

is keep holding his hand. Just a little longer.

"You think pleasing Shaun will keep the West family rising? I've already activated the anti-system device. In one week, everything the system gave you will disappear. The West family will still go bankrupt." Joan's face went pale.

And it definitely wasn’t about playing careful. They had taken her. And I was done holding back…

An hour before the college application deadline, I jolt awake in my hotel room in Chanont. My girlfriend, Evelyn Keate, and my adopted brother, Marvin Needham, are nowhere to be seen. I immediately call them, reminding them to get their applications in before the deadline. To my surprise, they burst out laughing. "We're already back home, and we got our applications in last night. You still haven't submitted yours?" I can hear my parents criticizing me in the background. My mom said, "He's always like this. He's so careless that he doesn't even take his own future seriously." "Marvin has always been so much easier," my dad remarked. Laughter and chatter fill the other end of the line

Power. And nothing—not betrayal, not fear, not even lust—would hold us back.