《' His Secret Affair ' (G.d)》Ten
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His head hit his hands as he sat there processing everything. I hope he didn't blame himself for this. He cared for her, he maybe wasn't in love, but he did care for her in some kind of way. I mean she's the mother of his child.
"How could I have been so stupid" his sad voice muffled from his burried face.
I moved closer to him as I pulled him into my arms.
"It's not your fault baby, she don't know what she's missing out on" I started running my fingers through his hair trying to keep him calm.
"I knew she had someone, but I didn't think it would have been my own brother, that's even lower, I mean what am I doing with my life skie, I have a kid with someone I don't love, I'm married to her and we both are with different people, like what kind of fucked up life story is this "
He had a huge point. The whole situation was confusing and fucked up but the only ones who could do something about it was him and lora.
"Why did you stay with her this long if you didn't love her" I tried to speak softly to keep him together, because I knew it hurt him even if he don't love her.
"Because I guess a part of me thought one day I would fall in love with her, but it was all forced and it never happened, then I met you" his finally uncovered his face and his eyes met mine as he leaned in kissing my lips. I could kiss him all day. The smell of him. The feel of him. All of him is what I wanted.
"So what are you gonna do now"
He looks down shaking his head.
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"Honestly I don't know, but let's not talk about it anymore, I finally have you in my arms again and that's all i wanna think about, come here" he says opening his arms for me to crawl in. I took no time to cuddle him. His arms wrapped around me holding me tight. I could hear his heart beat pounding and I knew he was trying to keep it together for my sake, but deep down he felt betrayed and it was eating him alive.
Maybe a good distraction would help.
I turned around looking up at him as I started to lay soft kisses on his neck making goosebumps appear on his skin. I love the affect I have on him.
I layed him back as I straddled him and started kissing him lower and lower till I was at his lower body. I looked up making eye contact with him as I bit my lip seductivly. His eyes were begging for me to touch him.
I started to unbuckle his pants as I removed them slowly and I threw them to the floor leaving him in his tight Calvin Kleins.
I crawled back up to him as I softly removed my shirt making his eyes discover my body as he brought his bottom lip in-between his teeth biting it. He looks at me like i was the most beautiful thing in the world.
He leans up wrapping his arm around me as he turns us around and gets on top of me. He spreads my legs and crawls inbetween them as he took off his shirt in one Swift motion. I traced his toned body with my hands earning a soft moan from him.
He reached up and pulled my pants down leaving me naked right In front of him. He scans my body again as he mumbles beautiful under his breath.
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He comes up connecting his lips with mine as they moved in sync. Our bodies went together like they were made for each other. He made me feel so good without even touching me. He could take my breath away by just looking at me with his hazel Eyes.
Our lips stay connected as he grinded his hips into mine building the sexual tension up between us. I moaned softly as I felt him reach down and enter himself into me slowly. He moved his body with mine as he kept his lips connected to mine or my body. I could feel the chemistry between us and my heart felt like it was gonna pound out of my chest and my stomach felt like the forth of July. It wasn't just sex anymore. It was soft, and slow and filled with so much power, it felt like we were the only to people on the planet.
He kissed and made love to me so passionately like i was a delicate flower. I loved his smell. I loved his touch. I loved him.
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Author's Comment: I was asked about reading my work on other sites. The answer is simple: Currently I am not active in any other networks than royalroadl.com. Only here, I correct mistakes and errors. If you read it anywhere else and have to pay for it, or have to deal with an annoying amount of advertisement, You Are Being Betrayed. You would do good if you make other people in that network aware of it. This is a free project of mine for the purpose of having fun. And if people try to make money with it you shouldn't bother visiting their website. The only one whom I actually allowed to have my work on his website is Armaell who invested the time to compile them into pdf. (http://armaell-library.net/author/andur) ——————————————————————————————— Reading Order of the Multiverse-Books ——————————————————————————————— About a boy who isn’t quite normal and doesn’t see himself as a human being, but is taught differently as he finds out about the world's secrets. Though not everyone is happy about his existence. This is inteded to evolve into a full blown space opera with elements of magic thrown into it. ——————————————————————————————— The OneShot goes FullStory. Trying to go a little more SciFi and alternate reality this time. I am not entirely sure how this fiction will turn out. And I am not sure on the tags either. They may change. Bear with it. As always, how chapters turn out is up to my mood.
8 248The Type Specialist
Alex wakes up in the world of Pokémon. Obviously, the next step is to become a Pokémon Trainer, but not just any Pokémon Trainer. Why should I be mediocre with every type when I can be an expert in one? The Type Specialist is my first attempt to write a fiction. It is solely about travelling the world and building a strong team. Don't expect a solid plotline outside of Alex taking on the Gym Challenge and dealing with small problems that pop up here and there. Updates 5 times a week, every weekday until caught up.
8 141Empire of Souls
Gods? Magic? Fantasy? Nonsense. Ishmael never cared for any of those things. All that mattered was his work. The Tower of Babel. This would prove it to everyone... that gods do not exist. Until one day, it all came crashing down. His world destroyed, his life ended. Thrust into a world of magic, where gods exist. He will get his revenge. Rise, the 'Soul Eater', devourer of souls. Now will only be uploaded on Webnovel, Empire of Souls Cover art by Oracle of INKed Check here for a more clear picture: Soul Eater or Soul Eater
8 171Fluvia Dellarose was an Otome Game's Villain
Full Title:Fluvia Dellarose was Supposed to be an Otome Game’s Mini-Boss Villain, but Her Strong Maternal Instincts Prevailed! – As Expected of a Former Single-Mom. Main Site: https://honyakusite.wordpress.com/fluvia-dellarose-was-an-otome-games-villain/(Illustrations and the latest chapters - and a more aggressive update rate - can be found on the main site) In the otome game, [Love that Breaks Bonds], Ryllia Piermont is one of the main rivals, a villainous woman who seeks to devour marry a man of high-standing to gain power despite already having a fiance. Blackmailing, threatening, and tricking her way through the story, the person who made it all possible for Ryllia was the sickly Fluvia Dellarose, the younger twin sister of Ryllia’s naive and arrogant fiance, and a secret wielder of the illegal Ghost Arts. The tragic sub-villain, Fluvia Dellarose’s life went something like this:1. Lose magic2. gain Ghost Arts3. build the family estate up based on blackmail and illicit knowledge4. get sweet-talked by Brother’s fiancee5. become devoted to Ryllia6. orchestrate many of Ryllia’s dirty deeds7. get thrown away by Ryllia8. attack the Heroine9. get executed when Ghost Arts are found outThat’s how it was supposed to go, but… Mother, Father, properly scold your selfish son! Do you mean for it to become a habit?! Brother, I will raise you into a good man!Hmm… Mother has an inferiority complex so she doesn’t like socializing? Very well! I will turn the areas of yourself you hate into those you take pride in!Eh? There’s movement in the dark underbelly of the city that must be dealt with? … And just what are you going to do if my naive father hears of it? Bring the reports to me! Ghost Arts? Hmph! As if I would learn something illegal! Do you have any idea what kind of influence I will have on the children(Mother/Father/Brother)?! You don’t understand just how easily influenced these people (my precious, adorably foolish family members) are! Besides why should I, who was spurned by love and had to raise my child all by myself in the previous life, follow some sort of love-story script in the current life? In this life, I will live to see my grandkids this time!
8 219Ten Lives Nine Deaths
Humans rule their known galaxy. They look upon primitive worlds like a benevolent parent and decide they can assist their advancement until developed sufficiently to join the happy human galactic family. Abiding by strict rules and subject to governance the Galactic Planet Agency (GPA) on behalf of humankind manipulates the development of planets by inserting a new life, a Galactic Planet Agent, into the native inhabitant’s community. Biding their time, the Agent rises to a position of power to exert the required influence to guide the native population in the appropriate direction: Civilisation -> Technology -> Trade -> Exploitation. Oops scratch that last one … For one Agent his expected leave is cancelled, and his next mission is orchestrated by an unknown sponsor for a different purpose, this is his story (First Person POV). Note: Log Cabin Background from David Maltais N.B. The sexual content flag is definitely innuendo.
8 98The Shadow Paradigm - Book 1: Project Orb Weaver
Gardening, cooking, innovation, preservation, charity events... Madzistrale, Tom and Gabzryel does it all. But when they encounter the mysterious Shiakar Paradigm Society, a clash of paradigms ensues. Although both groups are aiming to make humanity stand stronger, their ideals and methods could not be further apart. Between the trio's optimistic yet naive ideals, and the SPS's tried-and-true surgical methods, determining the answer which methods can better humanity is a struggle that both parties must resolve in their own ways... Welcome to the 7th revision of my 10+ years ongoing novel trilogy. This revision took out some flawed plot concepts to re-introduce a more down-to-earth, film noir-like ambience, where a battle of wits is what will determine the outcome. It also added instead more in-depth expansion into the lives and mindsets of the characters, especially the heroes (a missing factor in older versions). Third-view limited storytelling was also introduced more prominently over my favoured third-view omnipotent, with each chapters concentrating as much as possible on a single character's point of view instead of head-hopping. So I shall begin uploading the chapters as I finish them; they're edited as much as I can, but there'll most likely be some typos and mistakes. As always, I welcome your comments and critiques, and I hope you enjoy reading that story as much as I did creating it! A parting poem to introduce the story (translated from its original French version): Credit: Les Mots, Mylene Farmer & Seal Firmly, the sky writhes When a mouth begets a death There, I will give my life to hear you To tell you the most tender words When all becomes all alone I'll break my life for a song And to lives that stoop to notice mine I know I will say goodbye But a fraction of this life I would give anything, anytime The universe has its mysteries Words are our lives You could kill a life with words Soul, how would it feel? If our lives are so fragile Words are mysteries Words of feelings Words of love, a temple If one swept the world away One could touch the universe I will tell you how the sun rose high We could with a word become one And for all those words that hurts us There are those that touches us Which illuminates, touches the infinity Even if nothingness exists For a fraction on this life We will give anything, anytime The universe has its mysteries Words are our lives We could kill a life with words Soul, how would it feel? If our lives are so fragile Words are mysteries Words of feelings Words of love, a temple
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