All I've Wanted All I've Needed Novelas e Histórias

“What I need is a wife.” ‎ ‎

It was over. ¶¶ All I ever wanted was to be accepted, loved and cared for; just the way I am. ~ Emily James ¶¶

this is what I want. Have I found my purpose?

he whispered against them. "You're all I need."

"And I'm going to be better. I just wanted you to know that I'm walking into a new phase of life. You don't need to worry about me." I wiped a small tear from the corner of my eye and smiled at the stone. Dead people couldn't hear. I knew that. But I still had to do this. I needed to say it out loud to someone who had known me before all of this. Before I married Jason, before the weight I'd been carrying, before I forgot that I was supposed to matter. My mother would have been proud of who I was becoming. I was almost sure of it. I stood up, wiped my knees, and left.

“Tell me how bad you want me. Say it so I can feel it in my soul.” The car swayed gently around a curve, the driver a silent shadow beyond the partition, but nothing else mattered. I rocked against his hand, chasing the friction, my heart pounding with a mix of fear and overwhelming devotion. This man had dragged me through hell, bled for me, killed for me. And I would follow him anywhere. “I need you,” I gasped, my nails digging into his shoulders through his shirt. “All day, every day. In every breath, every shadow. You’re the only thing that makes this chaos feel like home.”

Ian: wanna feel u so bad want you to say it say u r too Dre: i’ve got not choice but to jack myself nothing i want more than to feel your body against mine instead of my hand Ian: need u so much my hands not strong enough Dre: i know, my love you need my fingers wrapped around you tight and wet, stroking that cock while i tell you how gorgeous you are Ian: need it, need it, need it need to taste Dre: i can’t fucking wait until you’re here with me gonna be the first thing i touch in the morning and i’ll be the last thing you taste at night Ian: holyfuck Dre want i want it can i? Dre: finish for me baby tell me how good you feel Ian: :(. did u don’t lie Ian: came as soon as you said you need t

Take your gift and discover your own world. [Rose, we won't get in your way anymore... We hope you find the life you've always wanted.] Reading their words, I just stood there, stunned. It turned out that all the stuff from when I was little had been weighing me down without me even knowing it. I had always thought it was my fault that my adoptive mom did not like me and that I was not good enough for my parents to love me. Every time things got tough, I would be the first to doubt myself.

“I want someone who will make me forget my feelings for him and you’re the perfect man for it.” “Lana,” he whispered in awe and pulled me even closer until our chests were pressed against each other. “Be certain of what you’re saying, please.” I was a mess as my nerves spiraled. I didn’t know how to put my words for him to understand. I wanted someone to make me feel needed, to feel cared for. I wanted someone’s touches, someone's kisses and attention. “I want this so much,” I said as I looked into his eyes, hoping my emotions and wants were written in my eyes. “I need you to make me feel better, wanted, needed. I crave what will make me happy, if you know what I mean.”

Kimberly hated to be stepped on, she so badly wanted to serve her a dosage of her medicine, but decided against it, it's still a little too early for that. "Let me guess? You're the new rommie?" The girl asked scanning her from the head down to the toe. 'Well, I don't think I want to be a roommate here, I want to believe I'm mistaken,' Kimberly snapped inwardly. Of course she couldn't say it out loud. "Uhm, room 8?" Kimberly said wishing she will say "Oh no! This is room 7, check the next room." "That's your space over there, or you can keep standing like a mannequin," she snapped.