Threading Stories Novels & Stories

“Explain.” She swallowed hard, tears burning behind her eyes as she fought with everything she had to keep them from falling. “Adam called me weeks ago. He threatened me with you. Your company. Everyone. I was terrified. Faiyaz knew my family. He knew how dan—” “Of course,” Raiyan said, his jaw flexing. “It wasn’t like that.” she whispered, her voice cracking. He wasn’t looking at his wife anymore. He was looking at a story he no longer believed.

To him, time was like an interloping of threads, all related to each other and the ultimate space, and in rare, yet possible cases, it was possible to bend those threads. Threads...threads of time...it rang a bell, but I wasn't sure where I had heard it from. I closed the book and fell on the chair. Time travel? Me? For what? So I can re-live some of the worst years of my life? I held my hair in handfuls and yelled, hoping that if I yelled hard enough, some miracle will take place and take me back to the time I belong. I have already lived past this. This is not my life any more.

I said, clutching a sharp knife. "I don't know. I told everything I know" he plead.I can smell a bad smell.He peed in his pants. "Oh really so you don't know the person who hired you to kill her" I said, stabbing his shoulder. "Aahh I don't know.She sent me money. She talked with me from different sims. I seriously don't know.Please leave me" "Aaah " He screamed when I push the knife more and slash his shoulder.

Marylex asked. “It’s about a love story.” “Oh! That sounds interesting. Can you tell us some of the scenes?” Marylex asked again, excitedly. “The female lead here just woke up one day with a red thread tied to his finger so she followed it to find the other end.” “Red thread? What does that have to do with the story? If I wake up one day with a red thread on my finger, I will cut it. It’s kind a corny, you know!” Randall intervened.

They almost ruined a woman’s entire life. [I’m just saying, this is livestream moral coercion. Giving up a seat is kindness; refusing is one’s right.] [Exactly. Influencers these days just get carried away because they have a few loyal fans.] In my previous life, I had two surgery reports in total, but Felix had deliberately hidden the report diagnosing me with uterine fibroids. In this second life, the first thing I did was protect this report with all my strength. Bella panicked and looked at me, trying to argue her case, “You must have fabricated the report because you’re afraid others will find out.”

Devon POV: Slumping on my seat in my office, I sighed deeply. This was the first time in the thousands of years I've lived that I'd think about someone so much. The most annoying thing was that my thoughts weren't occupied by a female, but a male at that! " I'm homophobic, for goodness’ sake!” I yelled and smashed the wine filled glass I was formerly twirling. I ran my fingers through my hair, praying to the goddess that he'd leave my thought, but soon got interrupted when the door was slammed open.

Suit pouted childishly at Anderson, and continued, “Do we have a deal, Mr. Anderson?” Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive ten stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation.

EMMA The walk up the stairs felt like a fever dream. My legs were still shaky from the two massive orgasms Sarah had ripped out of me downstairs, and my inner thighs were slick with a mixture of my own juices and her saliva. Jake’s cum had dried in streaks on my skin, but my pussy was already throbbing again, aching to be filled. Sarah led us by the hand—her full, naked body glowing under the hallway light, heavy tits bouncing with every step, ass jiggling enticingly. Jake followed close behind, his thick cock still rock-hard and bouncing, glistening from fucking Sarah’s cunt.

Lu saw her and said: -But why, what did she tell you, they had a fight? -No, no. Miriam told her everything, Lu looked at her and said: "Well, you've already had a fight: -Well, you've already been locked up for a week mourning, it should pass and you have to go on with your life, just like he will be doing, so you stop, take a bath and we'll go shopping and you go to work, go, go.

Dear Readers, Love has a way of surprising us—especially when fate steps in. Thread of Destiny is a story about friendship, longing, and the magic of fated mates. It’s a sapphic paranormal romance that blends the thrill of unexpected love with the warmth of a second-chance connection.