Virgin River Stories Novels & Stories

she said. Nyla was about to walk away when I received a message from him which make her stopped and glare on my screen. "ok then" "see you there baby," Daddysert replied. "Hmmm. Baby-baby," she stated with a tone. I out my pointed finger in the center of my nose and lips as a sign to make her quiet. "Enjoy your few hours of being a virgin, virgin," she narrated before she finally walk away. Time was fast and it's already 6pm, I packed my things then downloaded an app of the site for a convenient communication and I don't have to open my laptop.

It’s not every day that a devil marries a saint. I didn't answer right away. My gaze lingered on the flame in the fireplace. She wobbled up like my thoughts. I should have laughing. I should have swung one of my murderous aftershocks to him. But I couldn't do it. -She was not a virgin, I said, coldly. Luca straightened up slowly, her smile vanished as quickly as a mirage. - What ? - You heard me of course. She was not a virgin. A heavy silence settled. Luca stared at me, frowning.

I swing my legs over the edge feet hitting the cool floor. And that is when I see it, a faint stain on the sheets, dark against the white. Not much, but unmistakable. Blood. Not from the bites, those were controlled, healed. This is different. Evidence of her virtue, spilled in our first joining. A confirmation of my suspicion. She was truly a virgin.

Mellisa said her tone full of determination. " You have no kids right?? " Shina asked. “ I mean to ask that you did not leave your kids behind right?? " Mellisa smiled at herself. mockingly." How can I have kids when I'm still a virgin?? " Shina's mouth fell open, her eyes widened in shock like they were going to bulge out of their socket. 'Oh my goodness!!!! I will make sure that she becomes my father's wife.' Shina thought in her head before she said.

It was why Mom always told Celine and me, since we were kids, that we could date, but we had to protect our virtue before marriage. "Marriage is like a second chance at life," Mom would say earnestly. "Men would always claim that they don't mind, but in reality, every single one of them wants to marry a blushing virgin. It's why the two of you have to protect your virtue. Don't blame me for disowning you if you don't." I tried to convince Celine to come clean to Mom while we were on our way home from Jeffrey's house. I hadn't expected her to tell me that she was still a virgin because she slept with Jeffrey in a non-traditional way.

"Hey, I just want to ensure nothing goes underneath my radar. You're my friend, and I need to know if you're dating someone. Hoe-code that I don't flirt with them you know?" I sigh in defeat. "I appreciate it, but just trust me when I say that I'm not into Nathan at all." "If you say so." I keep dancing with Winnie, drink more alcohol, and find out she is a virgin like me. We bond over tequila while I pretend this isn't my first time getting smashed. The world is spinning, but I can still stand when Winnie partners us up for a chicken fight tournament in the pool. Or at least try to...

She croaked and began to wail. “Come on, baby. She’s okay. She’ll be okay, I promise.” He retorted. ___________ River happened to stumble in a bar when she became thirsty. She had been walking around taking pictures of wooden sculptures of creatures and human figures for a good hour and a half. She had already fallen in love with the small town and the breeze that flowed at night. Even during the day, it didn’t feel as hot and humid as in Texas. It was the opposite.

"I’m early. Speaking of which, isn't your own milestone coming up? I assume the party will be legendary." This Olivia was brittle. Anxious. Nothing like the poised woman Victor had seen at the wedding. Mateo shook his head. "Not this year. I’m taking Victor to the Vargas Private Island. Just the two of us. Total isolation." Olivia’s gaze finally snapped to Victor. Her lip curled in a silent snarl. Victor felt the heat of her envy, but he had a role to play. He reached across the table, lacing his fingers with Mateo’s.

River Black River held the candelabra in her hand, holding it aloft, looking around the huge room. It was so big, it dwarfed her living room back at her parents’ house. Everything was draped in white cloth and for a moment, she felt lost in that room too. It had no windwos and seemed to be below ground, in a basement level, though she wasn’t entirely sure. It had been a disorientating walk in the dark mansion. River hoped it was nicer during the day. Less confusing. In truth, she hoped that when she woke up, she’d be inside her tent, safe and sound and all this would be a strange dream.