Addiction Novels & Stories

He scratched his head. "I came out in a rush. I forgot to take the medicine that Miss Naomi made. I won't forget the next time!" "Take this away." Jack retracted his gaze in disgust. He rubbed the middle of his brows in exhaustion. He was clearly tired, yet he could not fall asleep. Previously, Naomi had pestered him to take his medication before bed. Unknowingly, his body has remembered his habit. Sean pursed his lips and took the milk away. Habit was a terrifying thing. Dependence grew quiet and unknowingly.

"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.

and on the most important day, because of his past lifestyle and FUCKING MARSH, he had missed it. Nic considered himself a sane and rational man. And under any other circumstances, he would have found a cool place in his mind...some place he could go to make the rational next step. It was that process that usually allowed him to win. It was one of the reasons he was so successful. But at this moment...no such place existed. All he felt was an intense firestorm coursing through his skin, his blood...his entire body. He fucking lost it. "GODDAMN IT!!! Motherfucker!!!" Nic yelled, as he slammed his cot into anything that could break over and over again. Everything was a blur, but he refused to

"Clara... that was..." "Intense," I whispered, curling up. Addiction deepened, the cycle unbroken. What now?

"I know. We pushed too far. Again." "It was... terrifying," I whisper. "And I... I wanted more. Even while I was screaming 'Red', a part of me wanted to stay in the loop." I pull back, looking at him with wide, horrified eyes. "Fuck, Alex. I'm addicted. I can't stop chasing the next level." "Analysis," Echo’s voice intrudes, sounding painfully clinical. "Addiction indicators: Elevated. Dopamine receptors: Desensitized. Recommendation: Reduce usage by 40% to restore cognitive clarity."

“And clench that sinful cunt around me.” I obeyed, moaning the words over and over as he used me. He pulled my hair, choking me lightly with his rosary beads while pounding me. The contrast of the holy symbols against our filthy fucking sent me spiraling into another orgasm. Father Elias flipped me onto my back again, hooking my legs over his shoulders and driving even deeper. “I’m addicted,” he confessed hoarsely, sweat dripping from his brow. “Your body is my new religion. I’ll burn in hell for this… but I’ll fill you every day until then.”

I can’t wait to run to my room and talk to my confidant and best friend,Diary. Dear Diary, Today I felt alive.I never quite understood somethings people do that totally put their lives at risk,never desired the fast life.Now I completely understand.Flying though that field,my mind void of every other thing was wondrous.I might actually be getting an adrenaline addiction with just two exposures.Thing is though,I don’t think I would be able to run as fast with nothing to get out of mind.I think I would be ordinary if I was carefree.The I need all my anxiety,insecurities and doubts to push me across the finish line.

The water was cold and the man didn't shiver at all maybe it was to control the growing desire in him to go down a bit. He felt like touching her,crushing every barrier between them,hearing her call out his name under him, holding her in his embrace,kissing every part of her top to bottom,marking every part of her,claiming her in every way,being the one in her heart and always to be with her. He didn't know what to call the feeling that was fueling him but he knew that he needed her no he wanted her body and soul. Her smile,laugh and voice tickled his manhood. Made him go crazy.

It was an entirely different feeling. I felt like I was in trouble. It’s wrong to want more than one man at a time. You’re supposed to find your soulmate, and that’s it. Yet here I had different men asking me to consider them as lovers. I was turning into quite the sex addict, and I wanted to blame it on my newfound vampirism. But in my heart, I knew it was from these men. They were so very different from each other.

The last thing I need right now is this diminutive kid copping an attitude and getting in between me and my end goals. It makes my stomach churn to see the wheels turning inside his mind. He's considering how he can leverage his sweet sister for his own selfish gain. I try to remind myself that gambling addiction is an illness just like alcoholism or drug abuse, but it doesn't hit home because I don't believe in allowing personal weakness.