Tiny Stories Novels & Stories

’ I shook my head at the memory, whispering a silent prayer for her. I believed his stories. Every patient he talked about felt real. Their troubles sounded like things that could happen to anyone, a stroke of bad luck at the bad moments, getting hit by a drunk driver on the way to a child’s recital, or missing a few checkups and ending up with a failing liver. His stories made me grateful for being able to experience last night. “A sandwich. Are you hungry?” Jo replied, asked, and then caught himself. “Of course you’re hungry. It’ll be ready in a minute,” Jo finished.

Short terrifying stories that leave you insomnolent . . . definitely a must read to while away time and get sleepless with fear, hahaha. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy! While you're at it, you can check out my other profile @KinahFeels.

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.

I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

Hey, muse squad! You know me—always chasing the story, stirring the pot, and spilling the tea. Well, this time, I’ve traded the hustle and bustle of the big city for the charm (and dust) of a tiny town in South Texas called Dusty Creek. 🌵 Why, you ask? Because even in a place where tumbleweeds outnumber traffic lights, there’s a story worth telling. From its quirky locals to its hidden secrets, I’ll be uncovering what makes Dusty Creek tick—and trust me, it’s not just the fried everything at the county fair.

I replied and she smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." She said and giggled. I chuckled hearing her. She was right. No one would ever believe us. Not our future kids and grandkids. No one would believe our Stupid Love Story.

There were neat, small sticky notes poking out from almost every single chapter. I opened to the first marked page. In Maverick’s handwriting, there was a note that read: “Does page 14 mean the data moves faster if you shorten the string? Let me know if I got that right.” I stared at the note, my heart feeling so light that I felt like a teenager again. I looked up at him, completely stunned. "Maverick... did you buy a coding textbook?"

Ivy My mum's name is Ava. She was young when she ran. Pregnant with me, scared, and convinced everyone back home had turned their backs. That's the story she gave me on her good days. On bad days she didn't talk at all, just drank until she passed out. We moved around a lot in the beginning. Cheap flats, sometimes shelters when things got really tight. I learned early how to stretch a pack of pasta for three days. How to lie to teachers about why Mum wasn't at parents' evening. How to rock Jadenne to sleep while pretending I wasn't terrified.

She brought both breasts back to my penis and wet them again, and brought them back to my mouth. The next moment, she straddled me again, and checked my bondage's for tightness. I could definitely not move my hands or my legs. "Do you know what I read recently?" "No, what?" "I read a story that you posted online. It was called 'I want you to feed me'." I stared blankly,I'd forgotten that she read my sex stories online, sometimes, especially this one. "Uhhh yes well..." "Do you remember writing the story, do you remember what it was about?" As she questioned me, she was humping her open pûssy over the head and shaft of my cock.

After the imperial city we should talk about the city which is famous for its size. Kleine Stad, the smallest in size and the one which has a population of mixed cultures. From every direction people came here to this island to start a normal life. Kleine Stad is situated in the great Cuscus Ocean. The city is a member of Roorkie Islands, a group of six members. Where Kleine Stad is in the centre and while the other five islands are making a ring around it.