Short Novels & Stories

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I asked him concerned I might have worn something inappropriate. It was as if my question surprised him because he snapped out of his daze and responded, "No, nothing is wrong. You look - you look amazing." I flushed a deep red while smiling finally understanding his long silence. I invited him in and watched him step into the entry way of my condo. As he stood there I realized that he was taller than I remembered. He was wearing black slacks, dress shoes, and a gray button down shirt with a pinstriped tie that played off his blue-green eyes nicely. I invited him to take a look around as we walked into the living room. He looked at everything taking in the space then asked, “Doesn’t this see

I interrupt, eyes wide, looking at Sam, who stays silent. “What’s the problem, Estela?” Sam asks calmly. “Repeat what you said, Mark,” I demand, surprised. “I said… how about we do this now?” he repeats, pointing to a card in the game with a sliced ham image. “I’m hungry, sorry,” Mark adds, shrugging. This time I swallow hard—the imminent full moon is affecting me more than ever.

Soft. Warm.

Please check out MR KING. Do not fret, COLD has not been neglected. It is drawing closer to the end, that's all I'm willing to say right now;). Happy reading! Stay safe xx

Someone close. **

I said sarcastically. " Everything will work out Trina ...you'll see, "she said. Changing into shorts and a loose shirt pulling my hair up I head to the kitchen to make something to eat. After that I checked some more emails I decided to do a quick video I run upstairs to change into some peach-color joggers to match the long sleeve cropped sweatshirt. I set up my camera and the small light I stored in the magic bag along with some other things, an front of medium brown sofa chair with plain beige color walls.

Myra decided to change her clothes before joining the lunch. After taking shower she looked at herself in the mirror. A 22 year old girl's reflection got reflected. A girl with 5 feet 11 inch height, ocean blue eyes, golden brown hair, perfect jawline and slim but masculine figure. People used to tell her that she is the mini version of Minerva. Myra sometimes thought in her mind, she really has very few features from her father Rana Pratap. Maybe only a bit of face cutting she has got. She wore a half sleeve t-shirt, with a black skinny jeans.

As soon as her team came on the court, his heart did a flip flop when his silver gray eyes landed on the gorgeously hot yet innocent looking girl on the volleyball court. The shirt she was wearing was tight on her just like a second skin and not to mention those extremely short shorts that stick to her perfectly thick rear. Her long hairs were up in a ponytail giving enhancement to her heavenly features. "Damn! Check that blonde!" One of the guys from the backseat says to his friend. Leon's hand balled into fists as Finn who was sitting beside him noticed it as the straw of the juice came out of his mouth and he mumbled. "Ah oh!