Timide Novels & Stories

I cut off her babbling as soon as I could, but this girl can talk fast as fuck. “Shut up woman! Fuck you go on.” I laughed. “I can’t wait either but I’m so goddess damn terrified.” I finally admitted it, I’m finally admitting to someone that I’ve been hiding my fears about finding my mate, even from my bestie. “Why are you so scared about tomorrow? You should be happy about finding the man and wolf made for you. I know how much you crave to; you need him.” She asks me quietly, her whole demeanor suddenly changing from bouncing and bubbly to this person you want to open up and share everything with. And also one of the main reasons she is my best friend and I love so much. Even if she is a pa

He was firm but calm, seemingly unfazed by the situation unfolding. Feeling far more out of her depth than she ever had before, Zoe obeyed, dashing around to the passenger side door. The keys fumbled in her trembling palms, her fingers desperately pushing at the buttons on the fob. After what felt like an eternity, the car beeped open and she bolted in, locking the doors behind her. Wrapping her arms around herself, she watched in horror as the driver said something she couldn’t hear, and as he lurched forward, the glint of silver in his palm, she broke out in a cold sweat, her skin crawling.

“Tala is human, Tim. It’s how she recognises evil spirits. By her reflection in their eyes. She checked the Pack already. Just let her confirm that you’re not one, okay?” The mud slops over my shoes as Tim lurches closer, and I glare at him. “For goodness’ sake, Tim, can you manage to at least look human, please?” There’s a slight inrush of air as Aiden takes the hint I’d intended for Timothy. It does help, though. Mary’s not waving the cleavers quite so threateningly, and Timothy now looks like a human who’s climbed out of a bog, rather than a bog that’s walking around with a human head.

It also affects the voice—with a prominent Adam's apple, the voice is lower and rougher. Tim's voice is commanding, booming. But that's with others. With me, it's low, husky, and arousing. It settles on my eardrums, penetrates inside me, causing a sweet shudder throughout my body. A treacherous moisture seeps out between my legs, and I hide my eyes. I bend over to put on the weightless scrap of fabric that only someone with a very good imagination could call panties. The fabric is instantly soaked through. I don't dare look up at Tim and take the bra. It's just as weightless.

I was too busy trying not to spontaneously combust in the middle of my office “This is sad,” Timone said. “Like, embarrassing, sad. You hear his voice and you turn into wet spaghetti. It's tragic.” “fuck off,” i muttered, trying to stuff my phone back into my hoodie pocket and hide the fact that my hands were shaking. “no, really,” he went on, eyes gleaming with that evil big-brother energy. “you’ve become the definition of a simp. does he know he owns your spine now? or should I send him a certificate?”I flipped him off. He laughed. God, that sound used to feel safe. Now it felt like a bruise.he was still smirking when he nodded toward the door.

His anxiety and happiness mixed as he prepared for this new stage. "Why are you so nervous, Timothy?" I asked, noticing how the boy moved his leg incessantly. "I know it's an important moment and different from what you were used to, but you need to relax, dear." We were about to leave the house. "I'm afraid my friends won't like me, Beatrice," the little one confessed, worrying me. "I'm not from London, and I don't speak English as well as they do." Timothy's sincerity had the power to touch my heart, and I didn't like seeing him so anxious for acceptance that might not happen the way he expected.

Timothy was so frightened. He could only grit his teeth and refused to admit to it when he saw so many people looking at him. "Nonsense?" This time, even Selena could not stand it and looked at Timothy bitterly. "Haha. Young Master Timothy, I didn't expect you to be a coward who dared not admit to what you did. If you say so, why don’t we head to the company and ask the people there? We have so many employees, do you think they didn’t hear anything?"

My heart hammered hardly inside my chest yet I kept my blank face intact. I can't let him know I'm afraid. No actually petrified. He will take it as an encouragement. The more timid and fragile I appear the more upper hand he will have on me. Though I doubt my desperate attempt to kept my straight posture intact will do any better to hide the actual condition inside me. "Do I have me repeat?" His words claim and nonchalant yet at the same time the danger inherent in his words didn't go unnoticed. Anger spiked inside of me and my fingers clenched at his arrogant and insensitivity words. Never have I every cursed in my whole life yet I was tempted to let out some ear bleeding words for the bea

Timi💖 : Heyzz Temi: Tout Timi💖: Your tout Temi: Chessy Timi💖 : Anyways, I was wondering if you are down for an outing? Temi: I'm down, I was bored anyway. So where? Timi💖 : I was thinking we go to the movies? Temi: Cool, time? Timi💖 : Get ready, I'll come get you in an hour. Temi: You or your driver? Timi 💖:Stfu and go dress 😂 Temi: Ode Timi💖: Mumu Temi :Your mumu Timi💖: Cheesy. Temi :Now You See.

Please, let this be a joke. "Exactly and I'm serious." He says like he's reading my mind. "Oh, I... I'm really s-sorry. I'll bring it back when I get dressed." I stutter and overthink the words I just spoke out loud. I should let it wash first of course. When I'm nervous I sometimes talk weird stuff and stutter all the time. I hate to show it like this.