108 Worldly Desires Novels & Stories

"Aahn~ Aah~ Ngh~ I... Don't compare me... Ngh... with those..." "Why?" Lucas asked, his tone betraying his amusement. "My... Hngh~ hole isn't... Aah~ for everybody... Ah~ Mm~ fuck..." "So, only two people are worthy of your male pussy?" "Nngh~ Nngh... I... I only want you... Mm~ Your dick... ahh~ it's perfect... Nngh~ for my... aah...male pussy. Ngh... Haah~"

His face showed no fear, only a deep sadness. “So you’re not a god,” he said finally. “You’re just the echo of our own greed.” The shadow smiled, the same smile as Lord Dragon’s. “Then kill me. Purge desire from this world, and see how long humanity survives without wanting anything.” Rayden drew a long breath. The embers in his body ignited again, but this time they were different, softer, like the flame of a candle in a storm. “You misunderstand, Brahma.” “Oh?” “I don’t want to erase desire. I just refuse to be ruled by it anymore.”

LUST. He wanted to take it all for his use alone and maliciously deprive others. GLUTTONY. To gain everything, be it money or power. AVARICE. To waste his time in idleness. SLOTH. To explode in vicious anger. WRATH. To wish for others to fail and come to fatal harm. ENVY. To be the best of all. PRIDE. Maru relished in all these feelings and a dark divinity had shrouded his body.

All the things that happened in his life when can never hide pain that he have felt all over these years. For once in his life, he tried to do something that is really a thing that he wanted to do. For once in his life, he acted as someone who would be eager to make something on his mind. For once in his life, he became someone who had a desire. A kind of desire that is not for love. A kind of desire that is not for material object. A desire not for a kind of position. A kind of desire that is not for power. These are also not something for money. All of these are not for fame but desire for someone to know his presence. A type of desire, for someone to acknowledge his worth. A kind of des

" Cora continued to be curious. She had already forgotten her purpose of coming here. In fact, she didn't have any purpose at all. She just wanted to take a look. The master pointed at his head and said, "All the seven emotions and six desires are thought out by people, so don't think about it. You won't feel lonely then. Besides, there are several realms of life. When I was young, I liked to be lively. At my age, I can only meditate alone. " The master still had a smile on his face, as if speaking was a happy thing.

He clenched his fist when he paused. Was he praising me or... He looked really pissed about himself. I did not know what led him to be so pessimistic about himself. Maybe, some of the fog reached his brain and messed with his wires up there. Yeah, this must have been the case. I just smiled at his words. "We all have our own struggles. We all have something we desire. Some want a good and easy life, some want all the pleasure, while some want to prove their worth. What I deem important is - we have life, we have family and friends, and we always influence them in some way. Regardless of whether you know it."

“Attachment to earthly things.” His jaw tightened. “And what if attachment is part of the human experience? Something God placed in us?” Clara blinked. It wasn’t the question she expected. “Attachment,” she repeated, “can become longing. Longing becomes desire. Desire becomes sin.” Her tone was steady, rehearsed. But her pulse was a storm. Daniel studied her. Not like a patient. Like someone listening to a secret she hadn’t spoken yet. “And what do you do,” he asked softly, “with desire when it appears?”

John sits at the edge of the bed, looking out the window. Demon lies beside him, not touching, but close. I hug myself, still naked, as if trying to contain what can’t be explained. I watch them from inside myself, and I don’t know if I want to cry or applaud. We’re not guilty. We’re just hopelessly addicted to the only thing we have left in a world that condemns us: Desire.

another one asked. “Hm, well, the realm was a place where us beings lived. It was a magical place, but not as much as here. Your place is beautiful and I’ve always dreamed of becoming human,” Allorah said as she furrowed her brows. “But I had a price to pay for this greediness.” Allorah suddenly said, making everyone hush. The atmosphere in the room had changed. “Desiring something that wasn’t for me, led to my people to be killed,” Allorah mumble, “Never desire for things you can’t have. Remember, everything is just desires that could lead to your destruction.”

"Victor is an aesthetic hedonist. He buys beautiful things and breaks them when he grows bored. If you approach him as a delicate flower, he will take you, conquer you, and discard you again." Adrian's thumb stroked over Julian’s bottom lip, pulling it down slightly, exposing white teeth. Julian felt a shudder run through his core, a sharp spike of arousal that caught him off guard. "You must be the poison he willingly swallows," Adrian continued softly, his thumb tracing the curve of Julian's jaw line down to his throat. "You must be arrogant, elusive, and utterly unattainable until he is crawling on his knees. He must believe you are superior to him in every way—wealthier, sharper, cooler,