Tryst Stories

Billionaire and philanthropist Derek Kraus has the whole world at his fingertips. He's got the dashing good looks, fierce reputation, and a massive fortune of wealth and abundance. He's got it all. Except for one thing... the beautiful Jasmine Lopez. From the moment he saw her, he was intrigued. Jasmine's got a reputation and a past. People keep telling him to steer clear, but that only intensifies the longing. How far will Derek go to get what he needs? His Scarlet Letter.

• SAUDADE • the love that remains ~

A Girl who don't know what her fate is....A boy who is in guilt for breaking his promise to his loved one.... Let's see what their life have hold for them....

A rather short call center story about betrayal and adultery.

For sixteen years her life had been a quiet, protected garden - soft earth, gentle rain, and walls so high the outside world was only a distant whisper through the leaves. No voices from strangers. No boys. No risks. Just daydreams, the rustle of trees she adored, and the heavy, loving rules of parents who feared the world would bruise her too easily. Then one year shattered everything. The walls cracked open. First hesitant words to others. First real smiles that lingered too long. First feelings she couldn't name - especially the ones that bloomed for one she does not even know who he is, wild and terrifying. Now her mornings begin in a blur of tears and trembling breath, lying on her bed wondering how everything she once knew feels so fragile. The real world rushed in like sudden rain after drought - loud, sharp, alive, and painfully beautiful. She feels naked under its gaze. Ashamed of the delusional bubble she lived in for so long. Terrified her parents will discover she stepped beyond their careful lines and let the storm touch her skin. This is the raw, aching story of a life waking up for the first time. Of gentle chaos, scattered petals, and a heart learning to beat in a world that no longer feels safe - yet somehow feels more real than anything she has ever known. A little broken. A little brave. And maybe, just maybe... the beginning of something that finally feels true.

Vengeance is sweet when you've completely bloomed flowers of anger, sadness and pain in your heart. Lunaiella Alpha Esperanza is going to do whatever it takes to take back what's rightfully hers. But past feelings are coming back too. How will she handle the pain of the past when her significant others are back? Or it's when, SHE'S BACK? Trust broken. Bonds lost. New Lunaiella. How will she get even? She's strong. Or is it just in her mind? She trained hard for her comeback. Now let's welcome... THE EMPRESS.

[COMPLETED] Can chance meetings inspire life altering realizations? This is the story of a heartbroken man and his tryst with a passionate woman. What happens when their souls collide? Read the story to know it... ----- "Don't worry so much. Hearts break all the time. Hearts heal with all the time." she said and pressed her lips to mine. She smelled exquisite, like vanilla and orchids. She left the decision of continuing the kiss to me. I was unhinged by my attraction towards her. Surely, it had to be physical. Where else could it be coming from? Perhaps it was my broken soul identifying her lonely one. I couldn't help but feel the proverbial sparks igniting between us. Her forwardness had turned me on like never before. ----- Warning: Slightly Steamy

Ella knew what Neil wanted when he called, what they both wanted. Did she dare? Was an hour of passion worth the lies, broken commitments, and the risk of getting caught? Yes.

In a world where fashion constantly evolves, there remains a timeless allure in the art of handcrafted luxury. Kashmiri handicrafts, renowned for their intricate designs and exquisite detailing, offer a unique blend of tradition and modernity. The fusion of these age-old techniques with contemporary fashion creates outfits that are not only luxurious but also sustainable and ethically crafted. Let's delve into the enchanting world of Kashmiri fusion fits, highlighting three standout ensembles that epitomize the elegance and beauty of handcrafted luxury.

The new language of Indian wedding dressing does not ask you to abandon tradition. It asks you to engage with it more selectively to understand which elements of the inherited vocabulary still serve you, and which you are repeating out of habit rather than intention.

AD 1073. The warrior queen charged her white horse toward the Norman enemy, the invaders, usurpers, persecutors. Her long dark hair raged in the wind, eyes aflame. Naked but for her wolfskin battledress, blue woad streaked on her face, and a blood-spiral on her chest, she rode to her death….

A collection of poems meant to embody the ongoing struggle of souls seeking shelter in modernity. (Let me know what you think:)

Tryst is your typical teenage girl.......... or is she ? With her brother keeping secrets, a possessive boyfriend she wants to brake up with, and a HUGE mark on her upper leg, she thinks she is anything but normal. Siben has been looking for his mate over 4 years, hoping she wasn't just any human or changed werewolf, no, he was hoping for a full blood female, that has the blood to handle the Luna possession. So what happens when he stumbles upon Tryst in a little coffee shop. You'll just have to read.

In my dreams, you were always there. In my dreams, I can see you. In my dreams, I can touch you. In my dreams, I can have you. In my dreams, I can meet you. My dreams, our tryst.

I went to my car and started it. I drove it away to the place where we made the happiest memories, unforgettable experiences. That place will always be my favorite. Our tryst. This is a one shot story about an illicit affair.

The story of Zoey Wiley,Ela Wiley,Ethan Parker and Ryan Parker who's life is miserable and got married to eachother forcely..... let's see how their journey went. All characters are imaginary Special Cradit: kimhritika12 Follow: My Insta: kook.ie0518 kimhritika12 Insta: hri.3012 . . . . . Hope you like my Story..... LOTS OF LOVE ❤️

Where did the real me go? Cover credit to me and my Ipod camera! I took this picture!