Tom Riddle Hot Novels & Stories

Dave was quite bothered by this, but he had no other choice than to obey the orders of his boss. “Kid, come closer,” Vincent instructed. Dave's brother walked to Vincent's bedside, his green eyes staring intently at him. “What's your name?” Vincent questioned. “My name is Riddle, at your service sir,” Riddle replied, lowering his gaze to the floor. Riddle was almost eight years old, but he had learned a lot of crooked things from his older brother. He wasn't an innocent kid at all. “Riddle, such a mysterious and brilliant name,” Vincent complimented, liking the negative feeling he got from the child. “Would you like to attend a school?”

I said, face stern. He chuckled softly, the sound rich and easy. “Mind if I join you? Or are you here to drink alone and curse the universe?” I shrugged. He took that as permission and moved to the stool right beside me. He signaled the bartender for another round for both of us. “I’m Damian Reyes,” he said, extending his hand. His grip was firm but not overpowering. “Real estate development. I saw the UrbanAxis news today. Congratulations.” I narrowed my eyes, eyebrows creased as I dropped the glass back onto the counter.

When I'm down to my underwear he takes the rest off and starts the hot tub. The water is warm and no one else is around. Just us. Two forbidden adults spending the night in a hotel. Two adults wanting to spend time together before fall break ends. It's the last night of fall break and for a few more moments we let the fantasy continue. The dream we are living today is a fleeting heart ache tomorrow. His career and my student enrollment can go fuck themselves tonight, tonight I am making love to Blake Oakley in a hot tub. The bubbles are foaming and the champagne is sweet to the taste. Blake and I are naked. The hot tub is in the shape of a heart. I climb on top of Blake and start riding his

he blinks, a smirk on his lips. My blood runs hot at his words, the confidence to call me out like that. I almost want to laugh in his face, if only he knew the truth. Tom was only the biggest player because he had me by his side. And Riley? A fake heiress I’m waiting to ruin. I glance at the USB again. It’s still plugged in, the tiny indicator light blinking slowly. My fingers twitch to grab it, to rip it out before he can wipe whatever he’s stolen.

A finger gently brushed my eyelids, and when I opened my eyes, Henry admonished me with a shake of his head. "Eyes on us," he ordered. Liam joined us on the other side of the bed, then began to trace chocolate markings on my skin too. I shivered in anticipation. They made no move to undress me further, only pushed my robe out of the way. They traced the insides of my thighs, coming close, but shying away from my throbbing center. I let myself admire their physiques as they paid reverence to my skin. Liam had rolled up the sleeves of his baby blue shirt, showing muscular forearms, and Henry's tie had disappeared at some point.

I bounced on the bed and slept off. ***The next day*** I woke up eager to go torture the man so I could wake up from my nightmare. I rushed to Marco's room and knocked. "Come in." I went in and he handed his iPad to me. His name is Dennis,he's part of the families and he has a wife and a son who is still in high school. I sent all of the information to my phone. "I'll get you your gold and cash sir." I said with confidence and went into the car. I didn't even bother to eat breakfast.

“Yes, just a name. Do you have a problem with that?” Ariel winced and hit Tiden jokingly on his shoulder. “I’m not asking you, dude.” Then he turned to me, smiling widely. I was charmed by his smile. It seemed like someone’s planning something bad. He sighed and dramatically closed his eyes before opening them up again and staring straight into my eyes. “I know your name is Rishell Joy Larica. Tiden once told me that you’re a good swimmer. So I’m placing a bet on your plate. If you win, I’ll treat you to a fully-loaded buffet lunch and dinner. If I win, you’ll stay here in Club Fort Med until tomorrow. Deal?”

Rainstorm Walk – Steamy encounter – Wet clothes and close proximity force a passionate embrace in the rain. 77. Dorm Heat – Physical teasing – Shared dorm space leads to flirtatious touches that become increasingly intimate. 78. Late-Night Vulnerability – Emotional closeness – Confiding secrets and fears deepens their connection beyond desire. 79. Unexpected Jealousy – Possessiveness emerges – One sees the other talking to someone else, igniting possessive tension and heat. 80. Dorm Room Fire – Heated touches – Physical tension escalates into passionate kissing, teasing, and flirtation. 81. First Argument Post-Intimacy – Pride vs. passion – A small fight tests their trust and emotions, blend

Candi stated with repulse adjusting herself on Tyler’s laps. “Ty already got some with the tomboy, trouble in paradise already?” Shane said wiggling his eyebrow “i bet she couldn't get enough and she just have to crawl begging back,” one of the boys commented, the whole table erupted into laughter and what was left of the courage I built up shattered immediately. Clover, one of the players-who is also a jerk-sitting at the edge of the table, then stretched his legs forward when a boy was passing with his lunch tray and the content landed on my body as the boy tripped.

I asked, sipping coffee from a mug. “That’s a tactical question. Perhaps you have been doing a lot of investigating for a while now.”I watched as Rachel angrily snapped at her. “He is my man now and there is nothing you can do about it!!” She said. “Rachel.” I absentmindedly said in a quiet tone, with a faint smile on my face. “Rachel? Is that the answer to the riddle?” Bella asked. I chuckled. I totally forgot that she was here.“Your heart, Bella. That’s the answer.”