Twice Shy Novels & Stories

"You were the first person that I showed my vulnerable side to since I returned that didn't involve PTSD attacks. You're also the first one I let get close to me, closer than my family could when I returned home. "I'm just a little overwhelmed with all this new found feelings after so long that I had a breakdown," Shawn chokes in quiet sobs. "I'm starting to feel the reality that I have twins due in a few months and I'm scared. I didn't have a happy childhood because of my condition. I'm scared they won't either and its because of me."

His white shirt is still buttoned, but I can see the tension in his broad shoulders, in the way his hands clench and unclench at his sides. “You’re nervous,” he says without turning around. It isn’t a question. “A little,” I admit, because lying to him has always been impossible. When he turns, those ice-blue eyes examine me with the intensity I’ve learned to both fear and crave in equal measure. He begins unbuttoning his shirt with deliberate slowness that is pure calculated cruelty. “You don’t have to be afraid of me,” his voice is lower than usual, hoarse. “I’m not afraid of you.”

My subconscious screamed at me, I used five more seconds to take a perfect look at his face before I cleared my throat and stepped away immediately. “I’m sorry,” I murmured, the words barely audible. Once bitten, twice shy, they say. But here I was, collecting my third bite—and still not shy. Am I actually okay?

He bit his lips nervously. "I don't know...I am scared, that night it hurt and I don't want it to hurt like that time" Conner's heart ached suddenly, he sighed dejectedly. "That night, it hurt because it was your first time and I promise to be gentle...trust me, you trust me right?" Pat naively nodded his head. With a little chuckle from his mouth, Conner cried "It still amazes me how someone as dangerous as you still becomes shy. We've done this before but you are still shy"

Gina said while stammering. "I don't even know anything about you and Tommy in the first place." Faith said, but this time she had stopped laughing. "What!" Gina said screaming. Then Gina realized herself suddenly, she had been soft and scared that she had said what she should not have said, she scratched her head nervously, she was even feeling shy, that she had to covered her eyes with her palms, she really wished that she could found a hole and hide inside forever.

Thane pulled the door open for me. “I don’t think you can walk on your own yet.” “I’ll manage,” I said. Of course I couldn’t let him carry me in there, not with all those unfamiliar eyes watching and judging. “Shy?” “If I admit I am shy, would you let me walk on my own?” “Of course” “Then I am very shy, and I would like to be on my feet when meeting with ‘them’ for the first time.”

I went straight to the nearest coffee shop after leaving the venue. I don't have a Friend or a companion. I only have myself and my twin to begin with. But I'm alone because she's at the party. As I walk in, a few people gaze at me with envy in their eyes. I don't have enough self-assurance, which is why I smiled sheepishly. I'm a shy person. I'm not sure why they're staring at me like that, but I'm just focused on getting to my destination and finding a seat. I'm close to the glass wall. Every person that enters this establishment is visible to my eyes. I've already had a cup of coffee. Moments later, I saw my twin arrive and she was with someone while I was enjoying my coffee. Shit! I don

I wanted him to be happy. “No, he hasn’t..” He grunted, refusing to listen to me, dipping his head to swirl his tongue around a taut nipple. A moan escaped my lips, and I forgot my shyness. A wave of hot pleasure raced downwards, starting a throbbing between my legs. All my life, I had been a shy girl, preferring to stay away from men and their complexities. Now, I suddenly felt like I was the most inexperienced woman in the world.

she huffs, folding her arms across her chest indignantly. I chuckle, shaking my head and crossing my own arms to mirror her stance. “I know. That’s what I love about you.” Her eyebrows shoot up. “Love?” “Yeah.” I watch her expression soften, my words settling over her. She uncrosses her arms, tucking her hair behind her ears and looking down at her feet, eyelashes fluttering. “Just that?” She’s so fucking cute when she gets all shy. Quinn’s one of the boldest girls I know, but as soon as you try to discuss feelings and emotions, she’s suddenly bashful.

"Mom!?" Mike had always been shy. At eighteen, smart and handsome as he was, he had serious trouble getting a date. He was so nervous around girls that he could barely talk to them, let alone ask one of them out. His shyness with girls often gave them a wrong impression of goofiness, making him appear weird and somewhat unappealing to most of his female schoolmates. Despairing to get a girlfriend yet feeling horny all the time, the only outlet that Mike could find for his sexual desires was masturbation. Until Shelly appeared.