Tag: Romance

100 Word Story – Grades (Part One)

“For the rest of the semester you shall be focusing on creating your history thesis paper on which historical figure had the smallest impact on globalization. You have three months to research, draft, and edit before you submit your final paper, which you can turn in any time.”

Professor Simmonds announced the conclusion of class for the day and collected her things. The rest of us—the students—followed behind and gathered our things and began to leave.

As for me, I sat down a bit longer, carefully watching her from behind.

I need you to be mine, all mine.


Copyright © 2019 by Luka Tatsujo

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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Finale)

I collected a small pile of clothing and undergarments in my suitcase, and headed for the front door. With a heavy heart, I sighed, “It’s for the best.”

As I turned around to walk down the hallway, I saw Stella running down the steps, trying to chase me down. She was in a small state of panic, almost hysterical, “Amelie, wait. Please, don’t leave.”

My heart was still tied down to a false romance, but I had to force myself to break away. “Silence. You’ve had your time trying to keep me, and you sullied it.”

“S’il vous plaît…”

“Non…”


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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Four)

Stella barely made contact with me throughout the night, only saying words when we were at the dinner table.

“This lacks salt, pass the shaker.” “The steak is extra dry, no moisture whatsoever.”

I offered to make her another but she simply grunted and walked away from the table; that would be the last time we were in the same room. When it came time to sleep, I knocked on our bedroom door, asking if it was okay for me to enter.

“Sleep on the couch tonight,” she answered.

I wanted to believe that she cared, even just a bit.


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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Three)

Like a loyal pup to an owner, I ran to the front door at the first sound of keys jingling. My spine shivered with electric pulses, making me tremble even down at the knee. My eyes didn’t dare look away from the front door; I wanted to see my love walk through at the exact moment.

As the doorknob turned and the door slid open, I greeted Stella with a warm, passionate smile, “Welcome home, dear.”

A pair of irritated, hazel eyes met mine for a brief moment. Stella walked past me without even acknowledging me.

“She… must be tired.”


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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Two)

The warmth from the fireplace may have warmed up my body, but I still felt frozen on the inside, even through the thick blanket wrapped around me from the bedroom. The fire was roaring and cracking in the brick fire pit. The engulfed logs and timber seemed to dance away as it burned up and turned into rising black fumes.

Even with such a beautiful show of nature in front of me my mind didn’t wander away from Stella—I yearned for her dearly.

My own mind began to tempt me, the fire cackling out and saying her name, “Stella.”

 


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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part One)

I couldn’t help myself from staring out of the front lawn window, awaiting for her to return. Even though the blinding sun was overhead, I just couldn’t look away from the thin glass in front. Every second she’s away from me I could feel my body burning up inside, longing to have her by my side.

My hand pressed against the window, feeling the cold sting of the wintertime weather on my palm, “I hope you don’t freeze out there. I would freeze up should you not come home.”

My eyes glanced up and down the sidewalk, waiting for her.


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Don’t You Remember? (Part Four) [18+]

I was still stuck about the events of that night at the club, my memory still in bits and pieces. I was thinking that talking to Toni would help fill in the holes.

Having Toni over did help, but some of the things she told me were still such a shock to me. I couldn’t outright believe the things she told me. But honestly, I didn’t really have much of a choice; I couldn’t remember anything. 

The wine on the coffee table was helping me ease into the topic. Part of me hoped that the alcohol in my blood system would somehow cause me to blurt out some new info that would help unravel that bad night. 

“I don’t remember a fucking thing!” A surge of panicking emotions flooded every inch of my heated body.

On top of that, I wanted to be more under the influence of the wine she brought over—we weren’t even finished with the first bottle of red wine.

“So, how was it?”

100 Word Story – Show Me

Veronica dropped to her knees and held onto my hips, burying her face in my stomach, her cries muffed against my sweatshirt. She continued pleading for forgiveness, digging her nails into my hips.

All romantic feelings I had for her were quickly dying off, my eyes now seeing her as nothing but an unnecessary person in my life. I grabbed a clump of her hair and pulled her head back, forcing her watery eyes to look up at me.

She begged, “Please, Sheryl, give me another chance! I promise I won’t mess up!”

“Show me your phone,” I scowled. “Now.”


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100 Word Story – Wrong Moment

There’s a time and place for everything—this was not one of those moments.

Roger stayed down on his knee, his emerald green eyes shining up at me, like the ring in his hand. He kept his composure and had his cool dude attitude intact, even if his face was red with embarrassment.

I looked around at the patrons trying to enjoy their dinner, all of their eyes focusing on me instead of the plates in front of them. One person had a bright smile on their face, awaiting my response to Roger.

I had to break his heart. “No.”


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Healer By Trade [18+]

In a weird way, I can see myself acting like the same kind of character like the one I play in my video games. I always tend to go for the one that looks over everybody, making sure they’re all okay and wanting to keep them in tip-top condition. 

And in my actual life, I’m always doing my best to try and keep my girl happy and healthy. But just like in video games, I won’t always be given an easy task to complete. But, with a big of creativity and technique, I can do just about anything.

And tonight, it involves feeling “frisky.”

From the loudness of her voice and the constant use of the word “Fuck,” I can’t help but assume work was more than stressful today.

I give her a warm smile. I know she didn’t mean to say that to me, “It’s alright, baby.” I plant a quick kiss on her heated cheek to accept her apology.

Alex & Sam’s Daily Life – A Pervert at Work, A Pervert at Home

Living around somebody who always has one thing on their mind can be a bit bothersome. Sometimes, the thing that’s on their mind can conflict with their actions and daily routines. However, if there’s some kind of compromise between you and the person, perhaps it won’t turn out so bad.

In Alexis’s case, living with a giant pervert does have its benefits, mostly knowing that she won’t have to worry about feeling unloved. Even if it means having to deal with an occasional booty grab. But when that kind of thing reaches her job, it’s a bit more embarrassing to try and deal with.

Better yet, more surprising based on who it’s coming from.

“Oi, Heather. Watch your back around Alexis. I heard she’s the dominate type.”

Heather’s fingers drop onto the keyboard and she look directly at me, shock in her eyes and her cheeks red with embarrassment, “W-What?!”

“Have your way with me!”

Music, Drinks, and Kisses [18+]

The right style of music can set the tone. Outside influences would get the blood flowing and emotions rushing. If two people manage to tap into their desires and passions during the heat of the moment, their next few actions will cause a chain reaction that plays off of one another. One thing leads to another and soon enough, you both will feel rather, sinful.

One who obviously knows what she’s doing and another who’s there for the new experience, two people take their time exploring each others’ bodies. Thankfully, there’s enough music roaring just outside to muffle out their own music they’ll be making.

“How often do you come to the bar, Claire?” Emilia asked with a tint of intrigue.

I can’t believe I’m really doing this… Maybe it’s the booze giving me the extra courage to do it right now.