Affliction Novel Novels & Stories

he advised everyone. All through the time of the sermon, my whole thought went on my marriage with Nathan. The sermon is exactly as my story except mine been an arrange plan and also we've been together but couldn't condone each other after Nathan nonchalant attitude, I couldn't have accepted Nathan but with the involvement of Mom and Dad and the consignment of Nathan's parent I had no choice. "I wish things can change as soon as possible" I soliloquize, bow my head like I have been meditating since the sermon started.

“You are giving up yourself to get rid of her from my life because she has always been the issue.” It's strange that tears are continuously streaming from my eyes, even though I couldn't understand the word coming from Rowan's mouth. And right now, my heart hurts so much. I'm the core of his issue? Rowan sees me as his problem not a lover? And Was Aiden planned this all along, for the reason that Rowan spoke of?

“Compared to all the men I’ve known, even Ethan, I like you the most.” “I won’t deny you’re exceptional—charming, even. You’re a perfect man. But I’m different from other women. I grew up in a sick, twisted family, and it’s left me with a deep fear of men, of marriage, of everything. It took me years to crawl out of that pit, and I’m terrified of making the smallest mistake, afraid I’ll fall back into an even darker abyss.” “Alaric, I don’t want to go through that again… it hurts too much.”

⚠️ MATURE AUDIENCE ADVISORY This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and themes intended for mature readers only. By proceeding, you acknowledge that you are 18 years of age or older. Reader discretion is strongly advised. *********** Unlock the door to your darkest fantasies and prepare to lose control. Illicit Affair is an erotic journey where the rules don't apply and inhibition is left at the threshold. From stolen glances in crowded rooms to the slow, agonizing burn of secret encounters, these stories are crafted to push every boundary and satisfy your deepest, most primal cravings.

Hinimas niya ang balat ng libro nang mapagtanto ang ginawa. "Nahihiya pa, wala namang hiyang asarin ako sa harap ng Nanay ko!" galit-galitang biro ko at binato pa siya ng pillow. Sinalag niya iyon at gumanti na lang ng peace sign at mapang-asar na ngisi. Umirap ako sa pangisi-ngisi niya. "Iyong adobo, 'nay. Pakilagyan ng lason ang kay Athellia, marami na po siyang nalalaman. Kailangan ko na itong itumba." "Grabe ka naman sa akin! Hate na hate niyo ako, 'no? Mga plastic!" Sinapo niya ang dibdib.

Why the fuck did I believe him when he said I was just going to be collateral, I should have known the spineless bastard was going to sell me. I can’t believe all that therapy made me forget who Romano is. A selfish, heartless monster that would do anything and everything to get what he wants. I can’t believe I was so gullible. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. A tap on my shoulder pulled me out of my train of thought. It was Gio. Everyone seemed to have left except for him.

Two little canines flashed in a silly, sweet grin—adorable as hell. I narrowed my eyes at her and whispered, "What are you doing in there? Get out!" But instead of listening, she only pushed further. Her soft little hand slipped inside. A wave of unbearable tingling shot through me. I curled my toes hard into the floor, every muscle tensed against the deep, bone-tickling itch. I fought to keep my body from giving anything away—there were too many people watching. "Max, what's with this lump here? Let me rub it for you," she said, her face the picture of innocence.

Even now, after everything, after marriage and blood and war and exile and return, Lilith was still in the middle of things Sophie had once believed belonged to her. That was what made this intolerable. She sat down at last and reached for the wine. The first sip tasted too sweet. “You took everything from me,” she said quietly, not sure whether she meant Isabella, Lilith, Lucian, or the strange machinery of fate that kept choosing women who had less hunger and giving them more. She took another sip. “Let’s see how strong you really are.” The apartment remained silent around her. Outside, a car passed below. Somewhere in the neighboring building, a television turned louder for a moment and t

She deserves a friend to love her. The journey is a blur, my thoughts clouded by a haze of despair. The old house is dusty and neglected, much like my own life. I enter the empty living room and collapse onto the floor. The silence is deafening, the loneliness suffocating. Pain has become my constant companion. It's easier to endure than the voices in my head, the guilt and shame, the echoes of Jim's cruel words. “Kill that thing or I’ll kill it for you” rings in my head.

He thought. He was not upset by the slap. He knew it was well deserved he deserved more. But he was pained by the thought that he had hurt her again. Instead of making amends, he behaved worse. "What's wrong with me why do I behave like a hormonally charged teenager". But that's how it had always been with her. He desired her and loved her to the point of madness. No one had ever sent his pulse racing the way she did. Aarya didnt stops until she reached her room. Collapsing on the bed she sobbed. This was worse than when he left her, worse than her miscarriage.