All That I Desire Novels & Stories

patience becomes torture. I desire her. In a way that goes far beyond the contract, far beyond possession. I want her willing. I want her on her knees, but looking up at me with that same flame of defiance, transformed into passion. I will do anything for this. Anything. Even if I must burn her world to ashes so she sees no one but me.

"You killed her. You killed my hope and my desire to have a family; now listen, you were the author of my miseries; now I will be the editor of your happiness, love, and life," screamed the woman, with pain she finally got to express, yet a smirk plastered on her face and tears in her eyes. Suddenly George woke with panic and sweat all over his body, checked his surroundings, and heard those words ringing in his head. He was alone in this new environment, but the nightmares were the same.

I couldn't just place my hands on it. She had ordered coffee but barely touched it, her eyes darting everywhere but me. After what felt like eternity, she spoke. "Fabian, I cannot do this anymore," "I need something more. And you are just not enough." She continued still not meeting my eyes. I felt my whole world stop, because the Mia that I know would never leave me. I wanted to cry but I couldn't, men shouldn't cry. What do you mean something more, I wanted to ask but kept mute. Of course she wanted more, we are no longer in highschool. She needs someone that spoils and showers her with gifts.

His need is palpable. "What do you want?" I ask. "Everything. I want everything with you. I want to wake up next to you every morning. I want to fall asleep with you every night. I want to build a life with you. I want to grow old with you. I want to hold your hand when we're old and gray. I want to be with you until the end of time. I want to give you everything I have. I want to give you everything I am. I want to be the man you deserve. I want to be the man you need. I want to be the man you love."

“Because I didn’t think you were joking when you said you liked me.” Ethan looked down at the table, trying to steady his hands. The memory of the backyard, the confession, the first real moment they’d shared—it all made his chest tighten. “Still a dare?” Noah teased lightly. “Or was that just the first step toward admitting you’ve wanted this too?” Ethan’s throat went dry. “I’ve wanted it,” he whispered. “For a long time.” Noah’s grin widened, dangerous and warm at the same time. “Finally,” he said. “Finally, you admit it.”

"But I will make you feel good. If you want." "God, yes. I want, I want...Oh, I want..." I think I say that all aloud, but I'm not even sure. I'm so desperate for this man, I can't focus, can't see straight. I'm just completely overcome by the hot sensation of need and desire.

Sanam's throat was getting dry on his advancing moves. "Do you know for last few days how much I was yearning for you and to spend time with you?" Saying in a husky voice his eyes were fixed on her shivering lips. He moved his face closer to her and stopped merely an inch from her. "For your intimacy..... To feel your touch." Both hearts were beating wildly and both can feel their heavy breathing blowing and feeling on the face of each other. "Asfand I....."

he whispered, his breath warm against my ear. I gulped and leaned into him, feeling the safety of his presence. I closed my eyes briefly, gathering my courage before opening them to meet his gaze in the mirror. The reflection revealed a new sense of burning desire, an overwhelming need to scratch the lust I felt for him. “I want you to put it in me,” I whispered, my voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability, still surprised that my hidden desires were being discovered by the man I was so madly in love with.

he began, his voice strained, "My body may be weak, but my heart remains steadfast. I cannot allow you to do this. I already told you that I have someone else that I have eyes for. Why is that so hard for you to understand?” My gaze held unwavering determination as I drew closer, my voice a seductive murmur. "My alpha, your concerns are nice, but I am willing to take this risk and show you that leaving me is a mistake. Allow me to bring you pleasure, to be a balm to your weary soul. Together, we can transcend the boundaries of whatever illness you have and find peace in our love. I will treat you nicely.” I placed his hand on my breasts as I squeezed gently while smiling at him waiting for h

He flashed his pearly whites at the audience and then with a deep breath, he resumed. "After love and fear, there’s pride; After tears, the night; After all the words are gone, A chair with just one light. After memories, the dream That you will come home safe; After sleep, another day Of waiting for my life. After hope, the happiness Of thinking of your love; After moments of despair A stone no thought can move. After all the sacrifice, The hunger and the pain,