Addict Novel Novels & Stories

"Thanks but..." "Don't tell me you don't drink, that's not right Cassie." Adam said with a smile as always. "I do." Cassie agreed immediately and right now she regrets her decision. She wished she hasn't, at least she'll still have her dignity intant. Cassie drank the whole juice with a smile though the drink was burning her throat but because she was determined to impress Adam she forced herself to drink it, unfortunately after that she fell into a deep sleep. Cassie woke up in her room, the next day, forgotten about all what happened that night. The only thing she remember was enjoying her night with Adam.

“Get Daddy nice and wet. I’m going to breed you soon.” I took him into my mouth eagerly, sucking and licking while saliva dripped down my chin. Aiden casually checked his phone with one hand while slowly fucking my throat with shallow thrusts. Every few minutes he would push my head down until my nose pressed against his pelvis and hold me there, cutting off my air until my eyes watered. I gagged and drooled, but I didn’t fight it. I was starting to crave the roughness. This is addiction, I realized as tears slipped down my cheeks. Real addiction. I barely remember what my apartment looks like. My camera is collecting dust in the corner. All I think about is being full of him.

And right now, with Seraphina beneath me and daylight streaming through the windows and Elena somewhere in this house, probably awake, probably wondering where I am— I don’t care. That’s the truth of it. The ugly, inexcusable truth. I don’t care. I push her legs apart and she opens for me immediately, already wet, already ready, and when I slide inside her, the rest of the world disappears. This is what addiction feels like, I think dimly as I start to move. Not the high itself, but the way it makes you stop caring about everything you’re destroying to get it. The way it narrows your entire existence down to this one need, this one sensation, until nothing else matters.

It was the perfect plan. Next read: The Perfect Plan, it’s a spinoff of Addicted to You and features Travis’ and Tiffany’s story.

As soon as Jacob entered the night bar, his eyes caught what he was looking for. It was a party of a group enjoying themselves in the hidden part of that noisy and chaotic bar. Jacob walked closer to the group which if he is not mistaken is a group of those who made a deal with the bad elements in exchange for a huge wish and is called the illuminati in the country. He was staring at a particular woman that he couldn't mistake for anyone else. He could feel the familiar loss of his heart. He could smell its appetizing blood energy. He only felt that with one woman... Claire. The mortal he loved and thought betrayed him. What happened twenty years ago would not have happened if he was not lat

It's been 2 weeks since her wedding, pregnant with a child who is not her husband, and yet not able to consummate her marriage, if not for that stupid Brain for thwarting my plans in motion. How will I get Larry to make love to me, and cover this impending shame and disgrace? “ I need another shot, the old lady said out loud, snapping me out of my deep thoughts. “No, we are bound to refuse any service to any customers who seem to be predisposed to health risks via alcohol intake, I can't give you more shots” the handsome bartender replied softly. “Let's get out of here”, I told the old lady, we should somewhere quieter, “I need to know everything about Daniel Davidson and his son”

The intoxicating blend of raw sensation and pleasure, combined with the warmth of her skin against mine, urges me deeper, even as her cries resonate in the air. I had never ventured into this territory unguarded, but I can't say I regret it. Ciara’s essence was one that shimmered with allure, a forbidden sanctuary where temptation beckoned me to surrender. Now that I had crossed that threshold, it had become my most cherished refuge. Each moment spent in her presence enveloped me in a warmth I had never known, igniting a fire within that made the risk worthwhile. The thrill of discovery entwined with a sense of intimacy, as if we were uncovering a hidden world meant only for us. In her embra

I just sat close to Ellie, the new girl that was transferred from Trenty High School which was in the neighboring town, she wasn’t from the neighborhood either, so she didn’t have any friends yet. “Why is this school so stratified?” she asked, while she wrote something in her book. “Well that is the norm here, you’ll get used to it soon,” I said and smiled at her. “I’m Ellie Johnson by the way,” she said. She was really cool and she looked like she doesn’t give a shit about what people think or say about her and I instantly fell in love with her. Not that romantic type of love though. “Annabelle Rivers,” I said with a wide smile on my face.

I let my mind control everything that I ended up lying to myself. I'm afraid that once I gamble, I won't be able to give up. Because now, I realized I am very, very infatuated with him. And I fear the fate of how I feel. Because this time, I know I can't hold back anymore. I couldn't even hold it when I was still in denial, how much more now that I finally accepted that I do like him? "You chose your clothes?" Rustov asked as he raised his hand behind my back. I shivered when I felt the warmth of his hand against my bare skin.

He had never felt so desperate all his life yearning for more of a woman's taste, seriously Mariana was a special flavor. Now he was so sure that Mariana Romano is bad for him, so bad for him. She was a sweet silent addiction