Novel Man Novels & Stories

Sorry, sorry. "Hello, I'm Charlotte." I neared the man and forwarded my hand for a polite handshake, when he stood up, I took a step back and stared up at him. Damn he was huge. I stared up at him not daring to stare in his eyes. I'm that awkward person that instantly gets shy around new people and I hate it. I hate how my heart is beating so fast right now like I'm about to get a fucking heart attack, I also hate the fact that I'm sure my cheeks are pink. I have a pale skin and I hate it!

waited. There was some slight irritation where the laser was hitting him but other than that, nothing. Suddenly, a strange feeling appeared. He felt like there was something new inside his head. The robotic voice came again and gave further instructions. "Please close your eyes and concentrate. Imagine a safe place, any place, you are standing inside it. No one else can get in here, this is your personal palace..." Somehow Sheng Chen could feel himself falling asleep. The robotic voice sounded a bit hypnotic and Sheng Chen couldn't help but follow its directions. He did as told but after several minutes nothing happened. He kept trying over and over again and finally after a full hour h

The dark-haired man approaches him, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You must be hungry. Feast, my child," he says as he opens another cell door. The young man, almost as if possessed, lunges into the cage, pouncing on one of the people. He pins the person down and, goes straight for the throat, he rips it out and, feasts upon the blood. Muffled voices cry out around me as the young man kills every living being in that cell. Blood soaks the ground, filling the room with a metallic smell.

In the middle of the night, Clara felt her body getting hotter and hotter, as if she'd been pressed by something heavy. She opened her heavy eyes and saw a man pressing down on her body. "Drew, baby, I want to sleep,” she muttered. The man was tall and strong; he pressed down on her so she couldn’t move; her hands were forcefully held on top of her head; and the man didn’t give her the chance to speak at all.

AVA’S POV It made me wonder if this man ever smiles or had a reason to in his life. “I live with a man who had businesses with dangerous underworld bosses and you expect me not to know how to curse?” A dry chuckle rumbled out of my chest. I was seriously out of my mind. After everything that has happened, it wouldn’t be normal if I didn’t lose my mind. “You’re too innocent to curse..” Vincenzo walked past his brother and me, heading to the entrance door, his phone in his left hand.

My car’s engine roared to life again and I drove off. Soon, the city's bright lights faded into the quiet darkness of the countryside. Finally, I turned into a secluded road leading to a massive iron gate. I pressed a button on my phone, and the gates opened slowly, revealing my mansion—a towering modern structure with smaller and plainer houses beside it. I parked in front of one of the smaller houses, dragged the man out, and shoved him inside. The room was bare except for a wooden chair, a table, a fridge in the corner and a large shelf where tools were kept.

“ May I come in?” His voice, dark and deep. “My heart rate triples fuck?” “This is really happening.” I had always thought about what my first time would be like, touching a man, being touched. Not for once did I think it would be to the highest bidder. If at any point the mystery man decides to use his fists or hurt me, I would scream at the top of my voice that the security would walk in and all would be okay. “He will deal with the man and I will still get paid.”

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

So, having public sex because it was impossible for me to wait any longer to be fill with a man? N.E.V.E.R Never thought of me as an exhibitionist. I'm the kind of woman that didn’t feel comfortable with her hand been held on the street. Therefore, I dont know what happened to me when I ended up in the back of a pub against a wall and a mountain of a man making me finish like never before in my life. At least in the haze of lust we remembered to use protection, because I doubted that, with the ease this man treated me, this would be his first rodeo on that subject.

"Fair enough. We don't know much about you. Just the basics." "There's not much to know. You can call me Anaconda. Killing is a good hobby of mine, there's this stress-reliving quality it has to it that stupid people don't understand." The man's head narrowed slightly in thought, "Oh, and I'm not human." "Dammit, I knew it!" Adeladin hissed, banging his hand on the table. "That body of yours is not easy to find among humans."