Addicted To You Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Day three." "I resurface," Lucian said. "Publicly. It needs to look like I've accepted the loss and I'm moving on. Something that confirms to Adrian I'm no longer a variable." "You'd be drawing attention back to yourself." "Controlled attention. The kind that makes him feel safe enough to move." Kael closed the folder. The servers hummed against the wall. Outside the high windows the afternoon light was already changing, the city moving toward evening without any awareness of what was being assembled in this room.

“I’m such a disgusting whore… and I can’t stop.” She was completely addicted. And the worst part? She wasn’t even sorry anymore.

The sheets got stained with my semen. I rolled beside her, pulling her closer to me. “I don't know what I am going to do now.” Luna looked up, “What do you mean?” I smiled, “I'm addicted to you, baby. I don't think I can have enough of you ever.” Luna giggled, and cupping my face she kissed me gently. My heart hammered inside my chest, and it only got whenever I hit the gym. Her one kiss simply made the organ beat. “You are a tempting man yourself, Mr. Aaron.”

But what is it? Without thinking, I immediately took my phone and typed a message to someone. After finishing with my cellphone, I put it back on the table and immediately followed Zara. "Have a nice dream, honey." I whispered and after that I closed my eyes too. *** Evening at a club... Alex's POV * I've already had 3 bottles of whiskey and maybe more bottles to come. "Stop it, it's the same as hurting yourself. Better go home." said Gabriel. He is the bartender at this club. This is my club. I bought it from one of my old friends.

He exclaimed "Cad -- " I started to say, but he cut me off "Can't you see, I quit my Addiction because I found another. I left drugs and everything shitty because I found you, I found you Vanilla, I'm addicted to you, you." I was unable to hold a smile in as I said "Good. It's a mutual feeling, because I'm addicted to you too, you are my fix, my love and my life" I said holding his hand, and he carress the golden ring on my finger

she directs that sharp gaze at me. We've fought over the pain pill issue since I came home. I saw so many guys get addicted to them. They used them to block the pain both physical and emotional, and then they couldn't live without them. I don't ever want that to be me. I already know from having a taste of Blaze, I have a fucking addictive personality. Even though I went on dates with other women while we were broken up, I did it to make her jealous in hopes it would show her she missed me. The truth? Since the moment I met her, there's never been anyone else for me except her.

This singular attitude made them become really endeared to me, as they were free to act very normal around me. The front door opened again and Matt walked in, as though he owned the place. Matt was a vampire, and my PA. He clutched his laptop under his arms as though his life depended on that singular gadget. Well, maybe his life actually depended on it because I couldn't recall any time I'd ever seen him without his laptop or tablet. Like hell, maybe he even went with them to the bathroom. Matt walked straight to where I was sitting at the kitchen table, flung his bag on the table and whipped out his laptop. In seconds, he had it powered on, and after hastily typing a few buttons, he asked

She couldn’t help but moan louder, and the sensation only intensified, causing a soft whimper to slip from her lips. Hunter said sexily "Trust me baby, you don't want me to stop. You want more of my touches" Hunter bite her nipples lightly in teasing manner and Aurora felt her core wet and she arched her back to give him more access and whispered "please........" it seems like Aurora wasn't in denial but begging him to touch him more. Hunter was loosing his senses and is finger lazily going towards Auroras pussy just then Aurora said "I am your enemy's daughter"

“What are you doing? Let me go! Hmmm…” All the words that formed in her tongue could not be expressed but disappeared without a trace under his passionate kiss. His lips are like wine, intoxicating and addicting, while he thinks of hers like honey: sweet and delicious. He wants more. He wants to devour her right there, at that very moment. She felt like he was sucking her strength. He didn’t allow her to protest and to refuse.

"He's not addicted." "Yes, he is. He follows you like a wolf follows a trail. He can't stop himself. It's like he needs to be near you to breathe. It's like you're air and he's been drowning his whole life. You're the only thing that keeps him alive. You're the only thing that matters to him. You're his entire world. You're his everything. You're his reason to wake up in the morning. You're his reason to hope."