Unbridled Book Novels & Stories

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

She left them and walked straight towards their classroom. “Another boring day,” she whispered to herself as she sat. She put her bag and get the book which she covered with another design to hide the real title of the book. The book was called “My Journey Beyond My Imagination”. It was written by Lilia Desaix, it’s the reason why Clandes covered the book. Bulwarkians were not allowed to read or use any artworks of Desaix. Desaix was known as a criminal, they killed a lot of humans since they are vampires and witches. But, it cannot be denied that they are talented.

I got out a dense packed book and quickly went back to Reuben in bed. He looked confused and disheveled; his inquisitive gaze fell on the book in my hand. He asked, "What is that?" I, in turn, proudly presented it to him, "Lo and behold Your Highness, this right here in my hand is the 5th popular limited edition of Busty Asian Babes. I heard it is so stimulating that you can release at any time." Reuben with book in hand, "..........."

There was no author, no publisher's mark, only a title embossed in ostentatious, looping cursive: A LIGHT THAT CHANGES FATE. "Seriously?" he muttered. It was a cringe-worthy title, the kind found on the bottom shelf of a bargain bookstore. Yet, it had snagged his curiosity. He cracked the cover, and a flush of heat crept up his neck. The first page was… vulgar. Profanity-laced and graphically crude. He nearly slammed it shut. What was a book like this doing in his mother's collection?

Inside was a beautifully illustrated book: ‘Codes, Ciphers, and Secret Writing for Beginners. Bella’s eyes lit up. “Thank you, Uncle Strom!” She immediately sat down on the grass, opening the book, the party forgotten. Strom allowed himself a small, genuine smile before melting back to his post. As the golden afternoon began to mellow into evening, William tapped his glass gently. The chatter softened. He put an arm around Mimi, drawing her to his side.

Can only be seen in books and movies and if I don't get to survive all of this, I can at least die with a satisfied pussy. His eyes dropped to my lips once again as he came closer...I closed my eyes happy I was getting what I wanted but that was all it was....excitement, happiness for something that never came.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

Stupid lips! Good thing Rex was now more focused on swinging the box open. A low anguished moan—loud enough that Emily could hear—tore from his throat as he tried to open it . “Fucking kit!” Rex mumbled, his deep, cold voice laced with frustration . It was the first time that Emily had ever heard ‘The Almighty Rex Hale’ curse. And if she were to admit– She found it… unusually hot . Which was absolutely wrong! Immediately, she snapped out of her fascination and moved closer to him . Fed up with his ego and pride .“That's it. I'm helping.”

ARIANA I stared at my brother in utter astonishment, the weight of his words crashing over me like a tidal wave. For a moment, I felt as if I were suspended in time, my heart racing, and my mind struggling to catch up with what he had just proposed. “No,” I said bluntly, the finality of my response echoing in the stillness of the room. The defiance in my voice surprised even me. “I won’t do it.” Gabriel’s brow furrowed, and I could see the frustration simmering beneath the surface. “Ariana, you don’t understand. This isn’t just about you. It’s about justice. He needs to pay for what he did to you.”

They cleared the way for me as I passed them and headed up to my room, or rather our room. I had never felt so insulted in my life, cooking was one of my favorite things to do. I cooked when I was happy, when I was sad, when I was angry. I was fricking boiling with anger at the moment but I couldn't even cook. I lay on the bed and brought out my eBook reader trying to release my anger with some romance between fictional characters. Oh, what I wouldn't give to be a character in a book. I wouldn't be the main character, I would be the sidekick, the best friend who made all the jokes and was just there to support the female lead. I envied the sidekick, she was so stressfree and didn't have any