Sultry Stories

Alex - a young billionaire, who doesn't like to reveal his identity to the outer world, never been in love because of the dark past now takes care of a girl (Denora) who lost her memory in his penthouse, 14th floor. What happened to Denora ? Why Alex takes the responsibility to take care of Denora ? Why Alex's identity is so secretive ? Will they have romantic relationship ? Who are all going to interfere in this relationship? To know more about this, please read this story.

A scene of drunken obsession with a singer's voice. A sort of alternate music "video" for "Singularity" by V of BTS.

Poetry savoury

It is a sacred night. Yaja's grandmother is to tell an important story. But there is something more to it. Can Yaja find the truth about her world and more importantly... her grandmother?

A poem about the desires of a wife neglected.

Flash fiction for the Weekend Write-In

Without much word, Jongin haphazardly laid on top half of Kyungsoo’s body, pushing himself to fit beside his hyung, which makes the latter’s breath hitch at the sudden contact. Kyungsoo’s heartbeat quickens. “It’s hot… Jongin… Go away!” Kyungsoo groans in frustration but his body says otherwise, not pushing the younger away. “I’m tired, hyung. Don’t move.” Jongin, whose face is only few inches away from Kyungsoo’s neck, breathed, his eyes closed arms and legs loosely straddling his hyung’s body. Kyungsoo stills and gulps.

It's sultry, sweaty and yet sublime.

Story that has a mystery and adventure na kailangan mo pang intindihin at bigyan ng pansin at oras...

My name is Alice Johnson, and this is the story of how I literally committed the dopest suicide ever from a moving plane. Maybe it's true, possibly not, who cares? The point is for you not to make the same stupid mistake I made in the past. Be humble. Be kind. Strive to be a better person than you are now. Whatever pride or ego you think you have, flush it down the drain because frankly, my dearies, we never can tell how much a simple sorry could mean to someone out there. Remember, karma never sleeps! So, without further ado, here's how my story goes:

These last few weeks of Ivory's life have been nothing but odd occurrences and strange interactions. Things are about to start falling in place or so it seems.

Avery loves to get down and dirty. She loves to play football, play video games, and she loves to dress in baggy clothing. Some people call her a tomboy but it doesn't faze her. She thinks she's one too. That also means most of the guys at her school see her as just that - a guy. Avery would LOVE to have a boyfriend, someone who can make her smile but every guy she's liked has never been interested in her because of that reason. Avery just wants to have a normal teenage life while being the person she has always been. Will the new boy Avery has her eyes on love the fact that she loves to play in the mud or will he be repulsed at it? One things for sure though, Avery will always be known as one of the guys.

Matteo just lost his beloved daughter,his only family and he can't stop thinking that he could have saved her. When he stumbles on his daughter's look alike, he claims her as his own. He dates her friends, kills them and dates her even. What happens when she finds about his dark past. How far will he go to stop history from repeating itself in this thrilling and romantic and creepy story. Read to find out.

~I feel him cling to me. He's desperate. A yearning in his eyes that is unmatched by any I have seen. All the bitter memories of our past forgotten. I see nothing more than him. His dark brown eyes and sweep of hair. He breaths hotly on my neck. The spot. To end it all. The spot. I sigh, melting like butter in this strong mans hands. I shake it off and look up, puckering my glossed lips and feeling my dagger in my bodice. "Mate." Then his mouth is on mine. And the world is gone.~ •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Esmee is taking over the world. She's fiery and without a doubt sassy. She will be the first Queen Luna, and she doesn't want it. Her story is about a forbidden romance, a handsome prince, and wars that will test it all.

About a chukar partridge who wishes to escape a cougar.

In a world of misfits I was an even bigger misfit. Born into the family of most promising Deltas, I strived to be even bigger, an Alpha.

Life happens between 12 and 12, the hours rolling off with the same regularity of calendar pages. But...if your guides are the constellations in the summer sky, and spontaneity is the sun soaked keeper of the hourglass. If you chase each day as if your last breath lurks at its closing and You live in the pulsing rhythm of the Saint Simon' light strobing over head. You find yourself alive in the heel clicks of bare feet against a duned beach at dusk, and you revel in the warm laughter of friends drifting heavenward through the Spanish moss that hangs from the old oaks. Then... you have lived the moment, and can see a lifetime in the plaintive gaze from a sun kissed face and two infinite brown eyes."

Doras Grandma was enjoying a nice day on the porch when Swiper the Fox came by and tried to violate her! This was very nasty but she couldn't help but enjoy it, this led to a month long affair that Boots the monkey happened to spy on. (hes a big perv too) Told from Boots' point of view.