Two Night Stand Book Novels & Stories

He might think I want something more. Do I? Its just a one night stand right? Then, he muttered something and shifted a little, and I used that to my advantage, taking all my clothes and belongings, running away from 'the guy'.

JUST A ONE NIGHT STAND ALEKSANDER'S POV The air was bitterly cold tonight, and my mood was sour enough to match. A gust of wind ruffled my hair and I groaned with irritation as I swiped my hand through it before reaching into my front pocket and pulled out my cigarette. "No, Aleksander, we don't have time for that. We're already late! We've missed half the damn show", Before l could light the cigarette, my business partner, Nikolai shoved at my shoulder and kept walking towards the theater.

My heart is pounding and my entrance is burning with anticipation, so wet that I can feel it dripping down my clenched thighs. Now we're both naked - pure instinct, nothing more than what we really are. Somehow, the intensity of this contact seems greater than all the others. Jasper takes my hand, interlacing our fingers, and pulls me to reduce the distance between our bodies. I sit on his lap, sinking my knees into the mattress, on the same bed where we had sex the first time. And back then, I never imagined that our one-night-stand would lead us here.

Roy tried to take advantage of her, how would she defend herself? Mark now stood outside Room No. 2809. His blood seemed to boil with anger, yet somehow he controlled himself and knocked on the door. He didn’t have to wait long. Within a few seconds, Anna opened the door.

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That adults were allowed to make bad decisions and move on. At the door, she paused. She wanted to leave a note. She didn’t. When she reached the elevator, her phone buzzed. Ethan: Please don’t disappear again. Her breath caught. She typed back before she could think. Ava: Last night doesn’t change anything. The reply came instantly. Ethan: It changed everything for me. She closed her eyes as the elevator doors slid open. They did not speak for two days. Then three. Then he showed up.

She looked pampered and polished and expensive, like a trophy on display. "There's a book on the nightstand," Lena said quietly as the others began packing up their supplies. "The boss thought you might want something to read while you wait." I walked back to the bedroom on legs that felt like they belonged to someone else. The book was waiting for me on the nightstand, a novel I had never heard of with a cover that showed a woman standing at the edge of a cliff, looking out at a stormy sea. I picked it up and settled into the chair by the window, the silk of my dress rustling against the upholstery.

He looks fresh out of practice, dressed in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts, sweat littered around his tatted torso, hair wet and sticking to the sides of his face and jersey hung on his shoulders. " W…what are you doing here?” I ask, rising from my chair and attempting to back away. Wrong move! My chair was just two steps away from one of the bookshelves so now I'm trapped with no way out. Before I have the chance to grab my draft book, he picks it up and holds it high in the air. " Give that back!” He chuckles. " The great author, Moonlight Aura , scared of her work being found? Shame!!"

Also, she was nicer than my other boss from my second job whose shift I usually resumed later at noon until late evening. No one knew this, but I intentionally worked two jobs that kept me busy and away from home all day just so that I wouldn’t have to deal with my stepmom and Astrid’s hostility. So it was always better to always get home late, skip dinner where I would get teased or reprimanded for something, and just go straight to bed. It had always worked for me. And now, it would be saving me from months of being penniless. I strongly believed that once all of this was over, I would get back into my dad’s good book and all would return to normal, except that I would not have a fiancé an

"The way you grew in the cracks of that bookstore." For an hour, they moved in a peaceful bubble. They spoke in hushed tones about the brushstrokes and the emotions captured in the frames. For a moment, Selene forgot she was a fugitive. She forgot about the "Thorne" lie. She was just a woman who loved beauty, standing in a room full of hidden truths. "Look at this one," Ophelia pointed to a secluded alcove at the very end of the hall. "It’s titled The Silent Vow."