All I've Wanted All I've Needed Novels & Stories

So so so gooooood. I needed him. Needed him badly. I wanted him completely in me. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

--- The night deepened. They should have slept, should have rested for the challenges ahead. But instead, they found themselves tangled together, unable to keep their hands off each other. The tension of the past days, the fear of what was coming, the *need* to feel alive—it all coalesced into something urgent and desperate and *beautiful*. Kael laid Lena back on the bed, his lips tracing a path down her throat. "I need you," he breathed. "Right now. I need to feel you."

The burn on my arm didn't feel any better despite running it under cold water, too. The sound of the water was all I could hear. Suddenly, I remembered that I'd yet to call off the wedding.

I don't want it! I don't need it! I don't need any of it! All I need is my freedom… I want to go… let me out of here.. please.. let me go…!!! I cried out earnestly, yearning and yearning and yearning for so long, just so someone would hear me, but unfortunately, I thought wrong. I actually thought, right. Someone, actually, walked in. Alpha Grey!

I laid there with my eyes closed as all the memories flooded back. It was like seeing my life flash before my eyes. I did not need air anymore, but I felt the need to take a breath. It was a lot to take in. I had a life with Anthony. I was happy. I had friends. I was loved. What more could I have asked for? But I did ask for more… for a life with him. My want had made a dent in our relationship. I was barely around Anthony these past two years. All because I asked too much of him. Then when he grants my wish, after I promised nothing would change how I feel… I deny him. I turned away… all because he loved me enough to tell the truth.

"Bring my husband back. I need him, Dad. I need him here with me. I want him to wake up " "Haven't I waited enough? For three fucking months, I've been trying to live without him by my side. But I can't pretend anymore. I can't pretend that I'm fine. I've been hoping, Dad, believe me. But I don't think I can wait any longer " "I want him back. I want to be able to hug and kiss him again. I need him here. We all need him here, especially his unborn child "

"You are the man I need." Her words were just like powerful medication. Stronger than any drink. THE MAN I NEED. He was no failure. He was her instrument. He was hers now. And while he allowed himself to dissolve into that desperate passion, what he’d wanted in his world at that instant was only that. He pushed with mounting power. He now sought something which had nothing to do with happiness. It was almost as if he were trying to beat the weakness out of his heart.

She than started singing while playing it. "I HATE YOU, I LOVE YOU I HATE THAT, I LOVED YOU DON'T WANT TO, BUT I CAN'T PUT NOBODY ELSE ABOVE YOU I HATE YOU, I LOVE YOU I HATE THAT, I WANT YOU YOU WANT HER, YOU NEED HER AND I'LL NEVER BE HER"

GRACIE "What if that isn't what I want and all I've ever wanted was your all of you, for you to need me as just as badly as I need you, for me not to have to force you to stay with me, that I deeply crave the most is your love, will you give that to me then? ....we'll both get what we want , will you still help me then? " I stiffened a bit at the dark burning look in his gaze.

(BROKEN) ALL I wanted it to be happy and to be with the one I love. To be happy is all that I need, is all I wished to have, and is all I want to be. I never wished for anything in my entire life, but to be happy, but why is it that, that simplest dream wouldn’t be mine to have? I’ve been dreaming of that precious dream of mine ever since I was a little girl, I’ve been chasing that dream, but now, as this pain is killing me now, chasing that dream will never be mine in mind anymore. I’m tired of waiting, I’m tired of asking, and I’m tired of chasing the dream that will never be mine. I’m done waiting, I’m done asking, and I’m done trusting.