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She nodded and then turned to me and said, “then why don’t you incorporate both into what you wish to show us?” Adding both together? That wasn’t an impossible request, but it wasn’t something I had quite prepared for. Still, I had to impress them so I quickly thought up something on the top of my head. Taking the centre of the stage, I took a quiet but deep breath in, as I had learned to do many times during practice. Then, with a clear voice, I spoke out some lines, “if there is a story to be told, why should I not be the one to tell it? Do we all not have that choice to tell our own tales?”

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*This book is a work of fiction, no persons, places, names, and events are not in any associated with actual places, names, and events. This book is made for entertainment purposes. Enjoy* It is written that you only realize how much you love something or someone when you are no longer with them, as humans once we realize this we do whatever it takes to get that thing back. Working for a prestigious company and coming from a wealthy and highly educated Family, Bryson Lawrence had everything that one needs in life.

Naraja: “Ehhhh, I would have thought y’all would know about that saying at least even in this weird world. Familiarity is still something, even if I don’t remember who I am, but still...I mean I only know them because of how my heart/soul resonates with them. That's how I feel behind the words, but yeah it’s y’a know a pretty common saying where I’m from. Both of them, mhmm!” Sunshine: “Well you thought wrong Mister Naraja. Now can we hurry this up. I'm getting bored of all this talking and sitting around. I want to explore and explore and explore and explore!!” Naraja: “Geez! Contain your excitement little one! But yes we will continue onward with our adventure even though we don’t have a s

Millie asks looking at me. I swallow a lump in my throat and look to Marie who's holding in a laugh. "I told you before sweetheart. Two people fall in love, get married and then they have babies." I smile at her nervously. "But my friend Amber asked me where babies come from and I told her what you told me and she said her parents aren't married." Millie looks confused as she scrunches her eyebrows together. "Well. Maybe Amber's parents are lying to her?" Marie says. Millie moves to face Marie, "Why?"

It all started at school, with a fight over something small—something that shouldn’t have mattered. But somehow, it changed everything. From that day on, we weren’t just classmates. We became enemies. After that, every interaction felt like a battlefield. We avoided each other when we could, but school had a way of trapping us in the same hallways, the same classrooms, the same group projects. Every glance, every word, felt like a challenge.

"You never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory." I believe that behind every person, there is a story. A story that makes them who they are. The story may be hidden or on display to the world. A story about his/her fight; a story about how she survived. A story of her fight in silence.

she asked, clearly bracing for the worst. “Yes,” I said. “But later. As a treat.” Naomi groaned theatrically. “You lied,” she hissed. “We’ll start with stories,” I said. “Real ones. Some might be scary in parts. Some might be sad. But we’re telling them so you know where you come from. So no one can tell you lies and make you afraid on purpose.” I took a breath. “Who’s heard of the curse?” I asked. Almost every hand went up.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.