sunny john
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SEX DEMON, SEX ADDICT AND OTHER ADULT COMPILATION STORIES
Fantasy there are thirty-three stories in this compilation"
synonyms: collection, selection, anthology, treasury, compendium, album, corpus, miscellany, pot-pourri, miscellanea, garland, ana, collectanea, analects, florilegium A GUY NAMED AVAILABLE
Adventure
INTRODUCTION
There’s always that guy… the one who always understands. Yes, the one who just knows the right things to say and when to say them; the one who fits into last minute plans without complaining? The one who will listen to you speak your heart out when you are troubled. The one who will watch the sunset with you and won’t mind breaking the night with you when you can’t sleep. The guy who always picks his phone, the guy who is never too busy for you, the guy who will show up even when he knows you are calling only because you got disappointed. The one who is selfless with his money? The guy who won’t mind sacrificing his important activities just to accommodate you. The guy who laughs at all your silly jokes, the guy who doesn’t mind you being clumsy or grumpy. Always understanding. The one whose answer is usually “no problem...” the guy who is everything but the one. He is just not the one. As a matter of fact he is nothing like the one. You don't like him, you don't fancy him, he doesn't tickle anything in you.. He is just not the one!
Thandiwe is the name, the age isn’t the problem. I presume, unless you just haven’t identified him, there is always that guy. That guy in this case is Henry.. but he isn’t the one.. the one is Ndaweni.. the most handsome guy I have ever come cross. Accountant by profession, tall, perfectly built and absolutely amazing. So amazing he actually makes it obvious. Many are the times I feel like I’m pushing for this relationship to work. I know many of you will say I should leave but naaa.. you just don’t leave like that. Guys are hard to find these days you know. Guys that you actually like, very rare. But why do they grow big-headed? It always starts out so well up until they know you like them. Suddenly the relationship is a pain... you literally have to hold it together and you feel like a nag. Yes they come around once in a while but that’s just to boost their ego. The moment you seem to play the silent treatment they come back with their tails folded and as we are so loving, we tend to fall in love and lay down our hearts again before they trip once again. Anyone know what I’m talking about? Great let me tell you about my life then. MADE FOR EACH OTHER
Adventure Daniela's POV ~
7:02pm.
It was just two minutes past 7pm, and yet it was those two minutes that I knew would push him over the edge.
Just two.
I let out a nervous breath as I pushed open the front door to his overly luxurious apartment, stepping inside before I closed it quietly behind myself. I held my keys tight in my hand to stop them from jingling as I carefully dropped them into my purse.
I guess I don't know why I was trying to be quiet, he knew I was home, he always knew.
I made my way through the apartment and towards the stairs leading to the second floor. I went as quickly as I could up the stairs while trying my best to not let the excessive amount of chains and metal pieces on my Louis Vuitton purse jingle.
Having a couple of dangly key chains on a purse is all well and good when you're trying to make the purse look pretty, but as soon as you're trying to be quiet it's pretty much game over for you.
The second I stopped outside our bedroom door, I took a deep breath before I opened it, thankful that he was so rich that his doors didn't creak at all.
He probably used some fancy ass oil to grease the hinges.
Maybe you would expect someone like him to be relaxing downstairs in the living room with a beer, or maybe out with his brother or his friends since it was Friday night - possibly even with another girl.
But he wasn't like that, he saved all that shit for later.
Instead he was sitting at the edge of the bed, watching me as I opened the door. I didn't even have to look at him for long to know what was going through his head. The moment my brown eyes met his blue ones, I knew today wasn't going to be a good one for me.
Actually I knew that since this morning when I accidentally woke him up while I was getting ready for work. He was too tired then but I knew he would bring it up tonight.
The fact I was late home just made it even worse.
"Daniela."
My name left his mouth in a cold tone dripping with anger as he rose to his feet.
"Ayden."
I gripped the leather handles of my purse in my hand, watching his tall form as he closed the gap between us slightly.
"You're late."
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RATED 18+
Kyle was in his office sitting behind his desk looking up sites that sell kittens, he wanted to surprise his niece by getting her a pet for her birthday. Only what popped up was not with animals, but of women. Just then his friend Joe Hopkins walked in and went over to him, looking over his shoulder.
"Wow, what have we here?" he asked, looking at the women on the screen.
"I'm not sure. I was looking for kittens for sale and this came up."
Joe read what it said out loud. "Kittens for rent, by day, week or month. Willing to do whatever you want, for parties, personal use or just to have some fun. I don't think your sister will appreciate you giving your five-year-old niece one of these," he said laughing.
"So what is this site, is it a dating site or a prostitute one?" . The Gynecologist
Billionaires THE GYNECOLOGIST
WRITTEN BY SUNNY JOHN
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Prologue "Are you insinuating that I am FAT?" My icy blue eyes narrow at Curtis as he mumbles a ridiculous speculation. A soft chuckle escapes out of his mouth which I really find annoying, sometimes. He brushes his nails against his cheek to top it off—one of his habits that makes me want to shoot a poor little chicken in rage. Don't get me wrong... I love chickens and other feathery little bits. They're noisy creatures who just want to live in peace. It's just that, this guy over here can get on my nerves sometimes. I am pretty much self-actualized that I am nowhere chubby. "You've been missing your periods, Sweetheart. What else could it be?" he responds ignorantly. He is perpetually concentrating on his iPhone X's big screen for about ten minutes now as if I do not exist. I take a peek at it and my eyes widen when I notice that he is actually watching porn. Hardcore porn. I try my best to avoid allowing my eyes to dart over the screen. Having a glimpse of it makes me want to puke. He doesn't even give me the courtesy of at least tilting his mobile away from my line of vision. The perks of having a naughty best friend... "Can you just at least, pause that filthy video for a few seconds and listen to me?" "Oh, Lily. Relax, will you? Whatever happens, whether you're pregnant or not, always remember that behind those clouds..." he mumbles, still not looking at me. I anticipate on whatever words of wisdom he will throw at me, even though I know it will be pointless. ". You might like
Welcome to Aetherborn: Crushes, Curses & Creatures
Chris Muna Seraphine Vale is whisked away to Aetherborn Academy after a terrifying magical incident, she expects answers, not four dangerously captivating boys who seem unnervingly drawn to her.
Alaric, the cold vampire noble.
Kade, the brooding werewolf with eyes like storms.
Damien, the charming dragon prince.
And Lucien, the beautiful, unreadable incubus who invades her dreams.
Each boy reacts to Seraphine as if they've known her far longer than she's been alive... and each one's powers surge unpredictably around her. As forbidden feelings spark and jealousy rises, Seraphine discovers a chilling truth: a prophecy ties her fate to theirs and to a sealed ancient power capable of either saving or destroying their world.
Dark forces begin stirring beneath the Academy, hunting her magic... and her heart.
To survive, Seraphine must unravel the mystery of who she really is and which boy she can trust when love itself might set the prophecy in motion.
Because awakening the Aetherborn doesn't just change her destiny.
It changes everyone around her. Reborn A Dazzling Girl
Kirk Akcay Emberly, an esteemed scientist of the Imperial Federation, took her own life after completing important research.
She was reborn, and just like in her first life, she was born into a wealthy family.
She could’ve lived a carefree and prosperous life. However, the babies got mixed up in the hospital and she was taken home by another family from the countryside. Her foster parents later found out the truth and brought her to her real family, but they didn’t like her. Her evil adopted sister even loathed her. She was framed and ultimately, she died in prison.
But in her next life, she refused to stay a coward and swore she would take revenge on all who wronged her. She would only care about those who were truly good to her and turn a blind eye to her heartless family.
In one life, she had once experienced darkness and been trampled upon like an ant. In another, she had stood on top of the world. This time, she only wished to live for herself.
As if a switch had gone on inside of her, she suddenly became the best at everything she put her mind to. He won the math contest, topped the college entrance exams, and solved an age old question... Later, she garnered countless scientific research achievements. People who had once slandered her and looked down on her cried bitterly and begged her for a patent authorization.
She just sneered at them. No way!
This was a world without faith, but the world put their faith in her.
Austin, the heir to a powerful aristocratic family in the imperial capital, was cold-hearted and decisive. He scared anyone who laid eyes on him. Unbeknownst to everyone, he doted on one woman: Emberly. Nobody knew that his desire for her grew stronger with every passing day.
She brought light to his originally dull and gloomy life.
5 Princes and I
Kiraran "You, my dear, will be going to help us to decide that. You will pick a king."
"Say what now?"
"I'm not going to repeat it since I know that you have heard me."
"Fine! You want me to decide?! Nate!" I pointed to prince Nathaniel if I remember correctly. He was slightly taken aback and a confused expression was replaced. "Do you want to be a king?"
"I...uh...Yes?" He said. Unsure of his answer. It made me wonder if the expression on my face had forced him to say yes.
"Good. Then you'll be the king.
"What!? But that's not how you decide it!" PRINCE Ace said.
"Fine! You're all kings. In fact, we ALL can be kings!!"
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She's Rosalie Amber Stan. A simple teenage girl, who made a wish to have a more adventurous life, was a victim of abduction by the Fae queen to a different realm. She was brought to a castle with 5 supernatural princes, who are fighting for the throne. The queen gave her a task to be the one to choose the future heir to their kingdom. Little did she know that the queen only wanted one thing from her and the princes: Romance.
Between a sparkly wizard, a rude obnoxious elf, a flirty vampire, and a couple of twin trouble-making wolf princes; Is there really a right choice?
And why is there a wolf spirit, who suddenly awakened upon sensing her arrival, kept stalking her?
A romantic-comedy in 'another world' with a quirky-temperamental female heroine learning the culture of this new fantasy world. Reborn to Ruin Them: The Heiress\'s Deadly Plan
Gavin The air in our house was thick with unspoken rules, but for me, it was cold dread. SATs and college applications felt trivial with a second chance at life unfolding before my eyes. My fiancé, Ethan Vanderbilt, and his "spiritual guru" Mia Sanchez, were once again planning their fateful trip to the Amazon. Only I knew this journey wasn't about enlightenment; it was about a deadly parasitic infection, Mia's horrific death, and ultimately, my own murder in a past life. This time, I wouldn't warn them. I had a map, and I knew exactly where their path led.
They systematically destroyed my academic future and publicly branded me as jealous and vindictive. I watched as Ethan ripped my meticulously crafted thesis to shreds, while Mia's smirk promised worse to come. But nothing prepared me for their final, audacious play. They cornered me, a sealed vial of murky liquid in Ethan's hand. "Arrange the Chen family jet," he whispered venomously, "or get a taste of the Amazon right here. Authorities might just believe you're a bioterrorist." Mia's cruel giggle echoed his threat. They thought they'd seen fear in my eyes.
They saw obedience, but I saw opportunity. How could my parents, my family, not see the monster I was yoked to, the insidious manipulation of Mia? The injustice burned, but it also sharpened my resolve. This was no longer just about survival; it was about turning the tables. As I feigned a shaky breath and agreed to their demands, a silent promise formed: the Amazon wouldn't be their spiritual cleansing. It would be their quarantine zone, their prison, and I was holding the keys. Their triumph was merely the first step into my meticulous trap. Love's Shadow: A Bitter End
Gavin I had been dead for a year, my spirit tethered to my daughter, Emma, watching over her in the orphanage.
Then, the director called my ex-husband, Elroy, for Emma' s urgent medical treatment, but he coldly refused, telling her, "Then let her die. It would be a convenience. She can go join her short-lived mother."
A week later, Emma died at five years old, because her father wouldn' t spare the money to save her.
Days later, Elroy arrived at the orphanage, believing I had faked Emma' s death to manipulate him. He pulled back the sheet covering her small body, sneering, "Very realistic. A good prop."
He then picked up our daughter' s body, carried her outside, and tossed her into a dumpster, scattering raw meat around it, taunting, "Let's see how long this prop lasts when the stray dogs find it." My spirit screamed, but I was powerless as dogs tore at her.
He believed I was alive, orchestrating a sick game, but I was a ghost, a silent, screaming witness to his monstrous cruelty. Why did he hate us so much?
Then, I saw him with Ivonne, his childhood sweetheart, heavily pregnant, and the horrifying truth clicked: he had a new family, and he wanted Emma' s heart for his new daughter. Justice for the Vance Heiress
Gavin I woke up on my wedding day, the morning sun streaming into my opulent Charleston bedroom.
But the taste of asphalt and blood was still in my mouth, memories of screeching tires and a crushing impact vivid in my mind.
My stepfather' s perfect plan: a staged hit-and-run, his neat solution to inherit my mother' s fortune.
Because I had died.
Now I was back, alive, staring at the date-my wedding day, the day he had me killed.
A wave of phantom pain, of broken bones and crushed hope, washed over me.
Then I saw her: my stepsister, Brielle, in my custom wedding dress, admiring herself in the mirror.
The sight was a physical blow, a reminder of the humiliation and betrayal I endured in my first life as they drugged me and locked me away.
He walked in, Senator Richard Thorne, playing the concerned father, but his eyes were cold and full of the disappointment I' d known my whole life.
He gaslighted me, painting me as hysterical, just as he did before, controlling everything.
"Your mother is gone," he hissed, "And I control you. Don\'t you ever forget that."
I was trapped, again, the crushing weight of powerlessness threatening to suffocate me.
Rage, so profound it burned, replaced the despair.
Why did I have to relive this nightmare, this perfect setup for my destruction?
But something was different this time.
The naive girl died on that dark road; I was what was left.
If he wanted to control the Vance family, there would be no Vance family left to control, not the way he expected.
I found my mother' s hidden failsafe: an encrypted flash drive, her "in case of Richard" file.
It held years of meticulous corruption, a dossier so damning it would send him to federal prison for life.
With a grim smile and a single click of the send button, I launched the nuclear option, sending it to the FBI, SEC, and every major news outlet.
The game had changed, and they didn' t even know they were playing. Seven Years of Lies
Gavin Seven years ago, I, Elara Vance, keeper of an ancient family spirit known as The Watcher, saved Marcus Thorne's life. He made a binding promise: betrayal would come at a terrible cost. I believed it was love, a future built on a miraculous second chance.
But love turned to ash. Marcus, now a ruthless city mogul, discarded me for a cunning socialite, Seraphina. He publicly shamed my heritage, then, with her connivance, ripped the silver locket - my only control over The Watcher - from my neck.
The devastation was swift and brutal. My ancestral home was bulldozed. My beloved Mama Willow, murdered in the process. I was trapped, forced to sacrifice my blood for Seraphina's supposed healing, and then, in a cruel confrontation, Marcus's shove caused me to lose our child.
Then Seraphina' s cruel confession shattered everything. She gleefully revealed Marcus faked his near-death seven years ago, a calculated lie to exploit my family' s healing powers. And Mama Willow? She didn' t "fall"; she was pushed, at Marcus' s command. The man I saved, the man I loved, was a monster from the start.
In a final act of spite, Seraphina tossed my sacred locket into a roaring fire. As it melted, I felt it: The Watcher, unleashed, roaring free from its chains for the first time in centuries. It chose its target, the one who broke the bonds. And now, they would pay the terrible price. From Death to Divorce: Her Rebirth
Gavin A sharp pain shot through my head, pulling me from a deep darkness. I opened my eyes to my luxury penthouse, but I shouldn't have been there. I remembered dying.
The memory was cold and sharp: my protégé, Dustin, sold me out, and my husband, Graves, watched our company crumble, leading to my fatal heart attack.
Then, Graves appeared, his charming, empty smile unchanged. But he wasn't alone. A young woman, Alex Salazar, stood behind him, clutching her cheap handbag. Graves introduced her as an intern, saying she had nowhere to stay and would be living with us. My eyes fell to her neck, where a dark hickey was partially hidden.
The date on the nightstand confirmed it: I had traveled back in time to the exact day Graves brought Alex home in my previous life, the beginning of my long, painful nightmare. Last time, I had screamed and thrown things, starting my humiliation.
A strange calm washed over me. I had been given a second chance, not to win him back, but to escape.
"Of course," I said, my voice even, "The poor thing. We should take care of her." Graves looked surprised, then relieved. He thought he had won. "In fact," I continued, pulling out divorce papers, "I'll make sure she's comfortable. You just have one small thing to do for me." I wanted the Malibu property. "Give me that, and I'll walk away quietly. You can have your new life. You can take care of this... orphan." 
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