Two Night Stand Book Novels & Stories

Jasmine and I walked into the main office from the side, we were the last people to walk in so all eyes turned to us. The unique pair of hazel eyes with flecks of gold and green greeted me, I could never forget who those eyes belonged to. My mouth fell open in shock, embarrassment and shock again, I suddenly felt lightheaded and missed my step, thank god for the cubicle that I could hold on to on time. MY ONE NIGHT-STAND WAS MY BOSS… I FREAKING SLEPT WITH MY BOSS LAST NIGHT!!! Memories of the night before in his car came flooding in, how I kept screaming for him to go harder and deeper. I was so embarrassed that my cheek burned red, I suddenly wished the ground would tear open and swallow me

--- Blackwood House – Second Night It had fallen outside, clouded grayed over to—the kind that stuck to windows and made the world in/out a water-supplied world, still, heavy, weightless in air. Lying down the corridor, business wear over slept-in bed wear, not paper thinking but the sketch in her book. That one she'd sold out. Cash letter and privilege, signed under charade. She'd seen it in two places the night before. Not to be surprised. That had been present.

She was tense. She kept on looking out the window as we drove out of the mansion to the nearest café, and I knew it wasn’t because she saw something spectacular, but because she was uncomfortable with me. For ladies like her, having a one-night stand was probably like a crash of their dignity, or maybe not? She could have other reasons I wasn’t aware of. People were like onions. They had so many layers to them. We got to a café in two minutes, and she pushed open the door of the car hastily, like she was so happy to get out.

Before I could turn to look for violet, my gaze fell on two men and it took a second for me to focus. They were coming close to me with disgusting smirks. Something in my chest suddenly shifts, when one of them reaches for my left arm. I flinch. “Let me go please.” The other man reaches for my right arm, they felt too comfortable and too close to me. I wanted a one night stand but not like this. “Don’t be a stubborn bitch…isn’t this what you came for?” the one holding my right hand said, with his lips leaning onto my ears.

“No one came out, so we waited. Then this insanely hot guy walks up and goes inside. I followed him in… and things got real.” “Real?!” she squeaked. “Like, you actually…?! With a stranger?! Did you even ask his name?!” “Nope,” I said coolly. “Didn’t care. I just wanted his sperm. I left a thank-you note and left.” Kezzy grabbed her head like she was about to faint. “You had a one-night stand and dipped?! What if you don’t even get pregnant?” “I will. We went at it multiple times. No protection. I read somewhere it only takes once.”

Hey, besties, Thank you so much for coming this far with me. I appreciate it❤️ While the part two of this book is ongoing, I’ll also be updating Book 2 of this series, which is Nora’s story! This means that you can read both books simultaneously and get the best of both worlds. So, my dearest readers, support that book with your gems and comments. I love forward to meeting you there as well. Here’s the blurb: I woke up in Vegas married to my stalker.

" It is much better on the next page." My hands shook as I flipped the page of the tabloid. There was the whole article under the same title. My eyes scanned the text. ' We had different values and goals.' ' This partnership could not work.' ' We all made bad choices.' ' The next partnership will be considered more cautiously.' The article was filled with words like those, and each of them was painting me as a villain, not directly, of course, but in a subtle way. The tone showed Nathan as a victim of a very bad decision, who finally broke free from someone who tried to use him.

“Isn’t that what one night stands are for?” “In my book—“ Joan cleared her throat. “I’m pretty sure this is a two-night stand now, it was why i asked if anything has changed. You didn’t reply me” She struck his chest lightly and he had to pretend it hurt. “You didn’t answer me as well” He replied, shielding his tender nipples from the wrath of malevolent pinch and she chuckled. “Do you want it to change?” He repeated his question. Her eyes went up to his as she bit into her lips.

Surprised, Britney asked, "Not even once?" "Never," Nancy replied. "Forget about shaking someone's hand—he wouldn't even bother turning his head to look twice at another person." Britney gulped down her milkshake, her eyes dropping to the table as her mind raced. How is it possible that in just one single day, Cole touched the small of my back, shook my hand, and helped me make coffee? She couldn't wrap her head around why he was acting this way. Is he actually attracted to me? Nancy took a sip from her coffee cup, struggling internally to keep her composure. She wanted nothing more than to scream at the top of her lungs: “Luna! Luna! We finally found our Luna!”

I breathed. If at all she had read that, I was damned, she would tease and mock me until my cheeks and face turned pink and purple. A couple of months ago I had created an account in W*****d app. It was an app that published erotic romance stories and all types of fiction. i had been writing erotic stuff that I didn't think think I could. as soon as Cindy had found out she had began a wild hunt to find out what it was about. It was a small erotic book full of dirty secrets and stuff called, THE NIGHTS FULL OF SIN. It was fiction with a couple of truths and erotic sex inside.