Addiction Web Series Novels & Stories

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.

*** ~~~ CHANCÉ~~~ *** Since the last time River and I had sex, I’ve been thinking about that moment nonstop. I feel like a drug addict in withdrawal — conflicted, restless, and completely obsessed. Am I an addict? I don’t know, but if you can’t stay away from something and you obsess over it every second, then yeah… I guess I am. My drug is sex with River Dawson. I can’t stop craving it, so instead, I’m avoiding him.

"I know you have been stalking me. How long has it been going on like that? To meet your grandfather, you stoop this low, like paying those homeless people there to kill me? What? Did you plan to meet him in the morgue or graveyard?" Her back stiffened as Bash used that word. Graveyard. It triggered a memory that she had to shake away from her mind. "It's your...mental breakdown talking. It's okay. I can feel you." She lowered her gaze, not wanting Bash to see her red-rimmed eyes. Trying hard to keep her emotions at bay, she ranted, "That is normal after what happened to you in that street. People there can be violent because of poverty, unemployment, and addiction that an addict can't get r

Another one of my girls was found dead. This time, not at the club but at a client's house. They were seen leaving together. The next day his neighbor called the police on him because he was trying to assault her daughter. According to Sal, he was also unhinged. The same way Benito had been. Whatever shit he took made him check out completely. Doctors hadn't found anything in his bloodstream. At the moment, he is being held at the station while the cops are busy snooping around The Cloud. They think we are the ones circulating this mysterious drug that makes people lose their shit. Apparently, there are more cases involving the drug, and guess what? Most of the perpetrators have one thing in

“A colleague. A woman who can talk. Do you understand what that does?” He did not wait for an answer. He shoved two fingers into her and found her wet, of course wet, the paranoia and the punishment already braided. He made a sound that was not kind. “Of course you do. Close call and this cunt still opens. That’s the addiction. That’s why we don’t get to be sloppy in daylight.”

I chuckled, and looked at him. “Why The Devil's Brotherhood?” I asked. “Well,” he began, “Devil's are cold blooded, and in order to be in my gang you have to be able to forget.” “Forget what?” I wondered, and adjusted my self on the bed. “Forget all the wrong you’ve done,” he admitted, and looked down. “How much wrong does the job come with?” I asked. “A lot,” he sighed. He yawned, and ran a hand through is hair. “You know,” Ken paused,”We’ll talk more tomorrow.

he implored in a pitiful way making me feel scared at this point. "Why won't you just talk to me? just say something" I begged this time around and I witnessed him tremble. "I have no choice but to check the internet. " I snapped angrily and strapped forward to grab my phone. It didn't take long for me to see title that goes by " The rapid downfall of Aaron Smith" My heart clenched painfully, my eyes got blurry and stings hard. My heart was beating nonstop as I scroll down to a video In the same article. I clicked on it with a heavy heart and my eyes met with the most ominous, alarming and destructive video.

Chapter 8 #Austin The atmosphere is luxuriant and relaxed, with a piece of slow music playing on the radio Austin sat on the mild pricey cushion with his legs crossed and sipped from his liquor The internet is bumbled up, but it's just for the moment, he has ordered Becky and Xander to take care of the internet All it will take to clear the video from the internet is cash, and he has a lot of it's He isn't concerned about what the people of Mexico City says

For a moment he was flooded with euphoria, the adrenaline-laced blood too rich and addictive when he'd been so long without and so very closing to turning. "So good. Do not stop. Feel the rush. Do not stop. There is nothing like it in the world. Join us, brother. Be with us. Take it all. Every drop." Kane heard several voices whispering the temptation. The buzzing in his head grew louder until it was almost painful. It is forbidden to take a life. "A cat only. Nothing to one such as you. He attacked you. Why should you give him his life when he would have killed you?"

I just looked down at my food and pretended that I didn't know what was happening when Danny chuckled. "If eyes could kill, Annabelle would have been a dead meat." He said. Forgive my manners by the way,I'm Annabelle Rivers. So it's not my fault that I forgot to say my name earlier. I bet most of my mates don't know my name because I'm know as the ugly,fat girl. "Could you go with us to see some movies this evening?" Frank asked. I'm not sure that question was directed at me so I kept quiet.