He trailed his hand down her face as it flushed instantly, emotions that seemed uncontrolled blooming out. "I love you. You know that right?", he asked, his eyes looking as convincing as ever, as he stared at the naive and lovesick teenage girl in front of him. " I...," she could not make out her words as her legs turned into jelly, making her lean gently on him. "I love you too," she managed to say, and those were the words he needed... It was the final year for the 12th graders in GGIS High School. While happy at the approaching conclusion of their Highschool lives, there was also the fact that they may never see one another again. Now, more than ever was the perfect time to express all the feelings or bury them. That wasn't easy to do when surrounded by post-puberty bodies nearly bursting with raging hormones with a liking for unwholesome entertainment in their various lives and secrets of their own. With a rift torn between friends, a locked closet full of skeletons, and choices that could either mend their relationships or rip them apart for the rest of their lives. Will they submit to their urges? Will they come to understand their feelings? And work together to find out what the probable skeletons in the closet are?
Rachael could not help but increase her walking pace, completely ignoring her best friend's call. Joy was irritated and furious, as she tried to keep up with Rachael, breathing in and out gently as she seemed to have gone through a long walk.
Joy stopped abruptly, folding her hands into fists as she began to run, not minding the stares from those in the hallway who happened to watch her in awe, surprised she was breaking one of the school rules.
Rachael halted, turning to see her friend running after her, her mind going frenzy. Can't she give up?" she thought.
Her mind went back to how she had avoided her three best friends, but she had no doubts how she would be able to keep up with her acts especially now that they are back to school. She shook her head trying not to reminisce over what happened, as some strands of hair made their way to her face, which she brushed lightly.
Joy seeing Rachael stopping for a while made her halt only to bump into someone. Her heart skipped, almost thumping out of its place seeing the big guy. Compared to her average height, she is nowhere a match for the janitor who was as tall and big as something else, as his face shows nothing but contempt.
His chinky eyes squinted as if he was purposely trying to scare the shit out of her. At this moment, Joy wished Rachael was beside her.
Apart from being tall, which makes her look like an adult, she is a good friend of this fellow in front of him whom she detested since their sophomore year.
"You know the consequences of running through the hallway right?" the janitor questioned, his voice deep, making her flinch as she took a step back.
At this time, she could not help but imagine everyone was looking at her. She peeked sideways noticing some of them staring as if she was a clown, as she cursed inwardly.
She does not mean to get into trouble on her first day in her last year as a 12th grader.
" I am sorry I broke the rules. I was just trying to get to the class early," she explained, trying to keep a calm composure, as she needed to convince the janitor.
At the same time, she was beginning to think of the beatings she would give to Rachael, who has been on a danger dash since their last holiday.
The janitor's gaze narrowed, making her realize that she would be in detention on her first day at school.
"Oh, sorry about my friend. She was running after me, my bad," Rachael said as they both gazed at her.
" I think you should tell your friend to be careful next time, or she will end up in the detention zone, "the janitor stated, his look like a piercing knife, before leaving the two.
Rachael mouthed a 'thank you' as Joy sneered, giving the janitor a fuck you sign. Thankfully, he was not facing them as Joy would have been in a bigger mess.
Rachael let out a sigh, grateful she was able to save her friend from the janitor.
"Show is over, move to your classes," Rachael commanded as some let out groans, forcing their feet to move to their various classes.
Rachael no doubt was a respected student. Apart from being a topper, she has been known to be a well-behaved student earning her great honor from both her juniors and classmates.
Joy moved closer, as she gave Rachael a knock on her head.
" Ow, what was that for?" her eyes wide opened, as she gently caressed her hair, the pain slightly hitting her.
Joy held her right hand leading her to an empty class, as she banged the door behind. She stood akimbo, standing straight, her hands on her hips, her elbows turned outward, showing off her haughtiness and annoyance.
Rachael sighs, realizing what her friend was trying to say.
"You still don't remember right? You don't remember how you left our friend at the altar," Joy explained as Rachael bit her lips, trying not to laugh, not because of Joy's seriousness but the mention of the word 'altar'.
What does she even mean by leaving him at the altar? She is not getting married anytime soon.
" I never left anyone at the altar. I was just shocked by Kevin's act. It left me speechless. I'm sorry", Rachael apologized as she began to regret what she did about three weeks ago.
Joy left out a mocking laugh, not buying her friend's words.
"I am sorry, it left me speechless, blah, blah, blah," she mimicked Rachael, whose expression looked grim.
" I was not prepared and acted stupidly. How would you have reacted if Andrew confessed to you?" Rachael asked as she felt she was now the center of attention.
Andrew was the fifth on the list. Rachael, Joy, Kevin, Grace, and Andrews are best friends.
"Wow, you are turning the question to me. Let me now tell you what I will do. Andrew, I appreciate that you like me. I am sorry that I do not have that kind of feelings for you, as I only see you as my best friend. I hope we can still be friends, and I hope that one day I will be able to return that kind of affection you deserved. Simple," Joy stated, as Rachael facepalmed.
" You should apologize to Kevin, not me. Did you know how long he has been having this feeling for you? Since 10th grade. He prepared everything, the music, poems, lunch just to grace that special moment but you ran away like a coward. You left him hanging," Joy's words kept piercing through Rachael's heart as she realized how stupid she was, leaving her best friend hanging after he had confessed his feelings to her.
"Can we not talk about this? Even though Kevin confessed to me, I cannot date him. Remember the rules. No dating throughout high school," Rachael said
" Not until you are sure it is true love," Joy added as Rachael appeared to be cornered.
"I will apologize to Kevin. I believe he will understand. What can I do to make you stop being angry at me? It is killing me," Rachael made a face as Joy burst into laughter.
" Okay, okay, I have forgiven you. Just try to chat with Kevin. He is head over heels in love with you," Joy said, bringing out her hands as they hugged each other.
At that point, Rachael realizes how she was a coward even though she appears to be bold in front of others. She made it a point to bear in mind, as she decided on telling Kevin how she felt for him, as a friend and not in a romantic sense.
They both made their way to the chairs as they sat down to gist for the time being, as there would not be any lecture, not until the next 45 minutes.
"I like someone. I mean like like like," Joy said, her eyes glimmering with emotions.
" Enough with the like. Who is the lucky fellow?" Rachael teased as Joy blushed slightly, her face reddening.
"He lives opposite your house. He is tall, light, and handsome, " Joy almost squeaked, at the last part of her word.
" You mean Zack?" Rachael asked as Joy nodded in affirmation, turning her face away shyly.
Rachael's mind almost went blank as she realized whom her friend has puppy love for. For a while, she felt her breath almost leaving as her face almost turned pale.
"Hey, what do you think?" Joy asked Rachael, who was trying to keep a composed look.
" Erm, I think you should at least try to know who he is. I don't want my friend to end up with a playboy," Rachael gave her a piece of her mind, as Joy nodded, obviously in a fantasy world with just her and Zack.
She met Zack during a business party her parents forced her to attend. From that day after their little conversation, Joy's feelings continued lingering at the handsome guy she wished she could spend her whole life with. It was the first time she would be having such a strong feeling, and she never planned to let go of it, even if it meant breaking some rules. She is in love with Zack", she continued telling herself.
Rachael felt her last school year would be a nightmare. Not only is there unrequited love for Kevin, but the same also goes with Joy and probably herself as she is attracted to Zack. She is not going to let her friend know that little fact", she told herself.
To be on the safer side, she has to get rid of the attraction she had for Zack or else...
The door opened as they both raised their heads. Kevin was standing by the door in his handsome glory.
He was putting on a black top, a black leather jacket with fitted blank pants, his black pair of shoes shining, reckoning all to see.
Rachael's heart started beating, realizing how stupid she was for not realizing how kind and caring Kevin has been. His kindness, meekness, and care were supposed to be a green light, but she ignored them.
"Rachael, can I talk to you for a sec?"
Those words alone sent shivers of regrets down her body.
He trailed his hand down her face as it flushed instantly, emotions that seemed uncontrolled blooming out. "I love you. You know that right?", he asked, his eyes looking as convincing as ever, as he stared at the naive and lovesick teenage girl in front of him. " I...," she could not make out her words as her legs turned into jelly, making her lean gently on him. "I love you too," she managed to say, and those were the words he needed. It was the final year for the 12th graders in GGIS High School. While happy at the approaching conclusion of their Highschool lives, there was also the fact that they may never see one another again. Now, more than ever was the perfect time to express all the feelings or bury them. For Rachael, it was the perfect time to get rid of her feelings for Zack, her crush and high school bad boy. For Kevin, it was now or never to tell Rachael how he felt about her. Things got complicated as Rachael's best friend developed a crush on Zack, while Kevin is hopelessly waiting for Rachael to reciprocate the feelings he had for her That wasn't easy to do when surrounded by post-puberty bodies nearly bursting with raging hormones with a liking for unwholesome entertainment in their various lives and secrets of their own. Some more than others. Andrew, their friend, in particular, seems to be hiding a secret. With a rift torn between friends, a locked closet full of skeletons, and choices that could either mend their relationships or rip them apart for the rest of their lives. Will they submit to their urges? Will they come to understand their feelings? And work together to find out what the probable skeletons in the closet are?
"Mother said you agreed to marry me," I stared at her deeply in the eyes, as I took in her beautiful features. "Yes, I did," Her sultry voice replied. "Good. We will get married, but only for a year," Her face wore a confused look as she blinked. Taking her wrist, I allowed my thumb to gently sweep up and down. "Make me fall in love with you within a year, and we will live forever," I let the words in my heart out "What if I fail?" Her gaze met mine. "Then we will end the marriage and part ways. Worse still,you will lose everything you have,"I replied icyly, as her wrist slipped off. She looked at me with disdain. ******** Ariel Peterson, a young twenty five year old lady was thrown out of her so-called home, by her step mother. She decided to end it all, but found herself in a hospital. A marriage proposal in front of her, giving her a second chance, one she jumped at without a second thought.' Marriage will be lovely,'she thought. The cold Billionaire she was to get married to gave her a difficult task. 'To make him fall in love with her within a year' Will she be able to work her way into the heart of her husband? When a lady from the past finds her way Into their life, what misfortune will it bring to them? Will their love become happily ever after?
I stared at the handsome figure in front of me, emotions I could not control flowing down my body. He held my hand as he looked intently into my eyes. " Michael, let us do this, no one will know about this. I have been dying of the feelings I have for you. Please just say yes, I promise you won't regret it" he assured as I felt a lump in my throat "I... ****** Michael, the most gentle person in the whole school, was noted for his handsomeness, his blameless character, not only that, he is a brilliant fellow, a nerd to be precise. Out of the blues, he started admiring handsome boys in his class. At age 16, he discovered that all his classmates he admired were signs of him having same-sex attraction. He became mortified, guilty, feeling empty for having feelings for the same sex. He was lost in a battle, a battle of dealing with feelings for both the same sex and opposite sex. What will he do in this situation? Who can he trust with this secret and who will help him? What could go wrong when the same-sex becomes attracted to him? Will he give in to the sexual craving? Will he succeed in getting rid of it? Find out in WEIRD FEELING. AUTHORS NOTE: This novel is a good one as it will shed more light on same-sex attraction. I hope you drop your honest review as you read.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Lucille was one of the most skilled female assassins, and on the previous night, she embarked on a top-secret mission. However, the mission's details were leaked, leading to her untimely demise at the hands of a traitorous companion. She never discovered the identity of the person who betrayed her before her death. But by some miracle, she was granted a new life, and was reborn as a girl with the same name. Determined to uncover the truth and seek revenge for her family, Lucille seized her second chance at life. She planned to avenge her loved ones. However, her plans were complicated by Joseph, an apparently frail man who was actually skilled in martial arts. And he seemed to fall for her deeply, now this newfound knowledge only added to the complications of Lucille's revenge plan...
I received a pornographic video. "Do you like this?" The man speaking in the video is my husband, Mark, whom I haven't seen for several months. He is naked, his shirt and pants scattered on the ground, thrusting forcefully on a woman whose face I can't see, her plump and round breasts bouncing vigorously. I can clearly hear the slapping sounds in the video, mixed with lustful moans and grunts. "Yes, yes, fuck me hard, baby," the woman screams ecstatically in response. "You naughty girl!" Mark stands up and flips her over, slapping her buttocks as he speaks. "Stick your ass up!" The woman giggles, turns around, sways her buttocks, and kneels on the bed. I feel like someone has poured a bucket of ice water on my head. It's bad enough that my husband is having an affair, but what's worse is that the other woman is my own sister, Bella. ************************************************************************************************************************ “I want to get a divorce, Mark,” I repeated myself in case he didn't hear me the first time—even though I knew he'd heard me clearly. He stared at me with a frown before answering coldly, "It's not up to you! I'm very busy, don't waste my time with such boring topics, or try to attract my attention!" The last thing I was going to do was argue or bicker with him. "I will have the lawyer send you the divorce agreement," was all I said, as calmly as I could muster. He didn't even say another word after that and just went through the door he'd been standing in front of, slamming it harshly behind him. My eyes lingered on the knob of the door a bit absentmindedly before I pulled the wedding ring off my finger and placed it on the table. I grabbed my suitcase, which I'd already had my things packed in and headed out of the house.
Married for four years, Emily remained childless. A hospital diagnosis plunged her life into hell. Unable to conceive? But her husband was rarely home during these four years, so how could she get pregnant? Emily and her billionaire husband were in a contractual marriage; she had hoped to win his love through effort. However, when her husband appeared with a pregnant woman, she despaired. After being kicked out, homeless Emily was taken in by a mysterious billionaire. Who was he? How did he know Emily? More importantly, Emily was pregnant.
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.