V Is For Virgin Book Novels & Stories

Curiosity gets the better of her, and she picks it up, flipping through the pages. The book is a collection of stories, some of which Danielle recognizes from her own world. But as she reads on, she realizes that these stories have been twisted and darkened to suit the tastes of the vampire readers. The heroes have become villains, and the villains have become even more malevolent. It's a grim reminder that she is in a world where nothing is as it seems.

Even a virgin can be a slut. ************ I was a late bloomer. When all my friends were busy going on dates with boys and having sex in the backseats of their cars I was more interested in my books and stories. By the time I turned 18 I still hadn't had a steady boyfriend and I wasn't bothered about being a virgin. That was all about to change.

And that the people were really mean to her. I wondered who she was. Why was someone this young, here? “Yes, you can take my word,” I reached out to her shoulders, hugging her. Next, I guided her to where I previously sat and slept. “What’s your name?” I asked. “P-piper,” she replied. “Well Piper, that’s such a beautiful name.” “T-Thank you,” “I’m Ava Goodchild, one of the selected virgins. Are you in any way here for that?”

Was Victor too intimidated by the Vargas reach to spend the coin, or was he playing a longer game? Alejandro’s own entry into this world had been jarring. He remembered the orphanage—the cold, the smell of floor wax. Then came the Vargas Matriarch, an elegant wolf who smelled of expensive perfume and ancient power. To the other lost boys, she was a goddess. To him, she became Mother.

As long as forever… End of A Virgin for the CEO If you loved this story, please hold on to the next book in Eric and Yna's life together as man and wife in: The CEO’s Juvenile Wife... incoming!

If she could sustain herself with reading then she would. Niccolò threw his arm over my shoulder and offered me one of the cookies on his plate as a promise to keep his teasing to a minimum. I accepted it with a nod. Violet was so lost in her own little world that she didn’t even notice us coming into the library. I recognized the cover of her book and couldn’t help but smirk. ‘Her Cold-Hearted Alpha’ by Moonlight Muse.

For Violet. Always.

I look up from her lips, and I can’t help but ask, “Tell me the fucking truth, Reina. Did you fuck that boy?” “What boy? That’s a man.” She keeps going. “Hmm. Did you fuck him?” I ask again, this time through my teeth. “Did you fuck them?” She shoots back. “No.” I answer at once. “I couldn’t. Now answer me.” Her eyes visibly soften a tad, and she swallows. “Why don’t you find that out?” “Find what out?” I snap in frustration. She pauses another second. Then speaks with that buttery voice of hers, “If I’m a virgin. Or if I gave it up that night.”

I asked her as i rubbed my palms together and she nodded before pulling me into her for a hug. "Of course, Wu" She whispered into my ears before pulling me away to give me a kiss. "We're in a graveyard" I teased before she playfully took me by my hands to run, our legs digging into the snowy grounds as she smiled. And then i threw one final glance at the book that almost took eternity to write and looking at the boldened title from afar— VAMP —i smiled, because this was the story of us. And not just because it was finally my big break but also because i knew she would love it. Afterall, you did. THE END.