Unhinged Novels & Stories

. "We have been living in another world but your conscious state nearly shattered when we broke the barrier between worlds. It took 3 years for you to come back to your body. You've lived but almost been an empty shell while we've roamed this earth. We took the girls from the war so they couldn't be used as tokens of war. Should you choose to return to aid in the war you may. However, I do advise you that the girls have become very fond of their pretend brother. You should retain memories from the life you have lived with us for the past 3 years as well. It may come in waves so take your time to adjust." As Frank listened to Ivan talk memory after memory of the last 3 years flowed through hi

“Ooh, I do that daily. So, what’d you discover?” I clasped my hands together and rested them on my desk. “I can be very petty. See, I’m going to bump into my high school sweetheart today— a guy I was briefly engaged to. He’s rich and successful now. Although I don’t want him back, I want him to look at me, see how much better my life is without him in it, and regret letting me go.”

I look at them and they look shocked and confused. “I must say I was perplexed by the magnitude of rot I kept beside me. I was also disappointed by how dumb you could be to get into business with a company, whose CEO you knew not. You don’t even know what UNLFA Co stands for. Any who, with the exception of Miss Violet Malloy, you are all fired from Unveiling of Nathan Lord’s Frenemies and Associates Company.”

I sip my coffee and let silence hang heavy between us. “How do you like your eggs?” I ask at last. Her head snaps toward me, disbelief flashing across her face. She recovers quickly, her tone flat. “Unfertilized.” I arch a brow. “Not an option in the long run. If you’d like, I can get a copy of our agreement.” Her lips press into a thin line. “Scrambled,” she mutters.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭

The sealed vault held every sound. Only when the third climax tore through her—raw, shaking, almost reluctant from the relentless overstimulation—did his control finally break. Rourke buried himself to the root with a low, guttural groan and came hard, flooding her in thick, hot pulses while her cunt still spasmed around him. He kept her pinned against the deposit boxes for several long breaths afterward, forehead against the back of her shoulder, both of them shaking from the force of it.