Tom Riddle Hot Novels & Stories

I descend the stairs leading to the rotunda, and each step echoes in my chest like a heartbeat. The rotunda is different tonight. No members, no circle. Only Adrien and Lena. Candles everywhere, like the first time. Incense burning, thick, intoxicating. The altar covered in black, not red. The black of absence, of death, of rebirth. "Come," Adrien says. He stands near the altar. He wears a simple black tunic, open on his chest. His scars shine in the candlelight. His face is grave, without play, without provocation. Like the first time.

“call me.” “Abel holdings?” “Yap. That’s my company. Trey is my friend.” “Great. Thanks.” I say and notice another masked guy walking to us. “Frankie. There you are.” He takes his mask off. It’s Aiden. “Abel?” “Aiden?” They regard each other. “Saw what happened earlier. Was looking for you.” His attention is now on me. “Are you okay?” “Yap. Just need to change my uniform.”

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.”

Then he gazed at Edwin, who was shivering so badly, and spoke “His entire life is wrong, isn’t it, Edwin?” “What rubbish are you talking?” Ralph gritted. Landon looked at Edwin, saying “When you kept gazing at the college handsome hunks, I never took it seriously. I guess, now I know the reason.” He leaned towards Edwin’s ear, whispering “Tell me, whose body do you like the most? Which one do you want to suck...” Ralph pushed him away, shouting angrily “What the hell are you doing? Are you insane?” “Ask your friend, who is hiding behind the mask of a straight guy...”

Radek’s Pov Which was more embarrassing, getting distracted while in practice or being watched as your body flies hard across the rink? “You good man?” Tom asked, the cocky smirk on his face as he watched me. He was a ravenmont, and he had found the grey area in which he knew just the right ways to hurt us, the Moonvale. I could react, but that would just be me giving him the pleasure that he needed. My people they glared, eyes on me all waiting to hear my command.

Or realization. “What?” I asked. He hesitated, then shot me a meaningful look. “I think… I think I know what it might be.” “Well, don’t keep me in suspense.” Liam rubbed the back of his neck, which was rapidly flushing red, and he suddenly looked uncomfortable. “The riddle says ‘honest and true,’ right? And something that requires two people. What if it’s… a kiss?”

“You’ll find the art room locked. Some doors are better left closed, Prince Khalid.” He leaned back, lips curving into a dark, knowing smile. “And some secrets beg to be exposed.” Isabella didn’t flinch. “Secrets like Caramel, you mean?” she fired back. The air shifted. Aura’s eyes went wide. Khalid’s grin faltered. “So… you know about your sister.” “My half-sister,” Isabella corrected icily. “Don’t lump me in with her.” Khalid’s voice dropped lower, more sinister. “Did my dear brother tell you the other story?”