Are You Addicted Novels & Stories

To the dark. “I’m addicted,” I said. Voice low. Barely above a whisper. “To cock. To being used. To the feeling of being stretched, filled, taken until I can’t think. I’ve tried everything—apps, clubs, strangers in parking lots, gangbangs in hotel rooms. Nothing works anymore. The high fades faster each time. I need more. I need to be broken.” Silence. I kept going.

Alexander quirked his eyebrow and grinned at him in reply. "Damn right beautiful." They continued to laugh as they lied together on the couch. After a few minutes their laughter died and Alexander leaned in close to Ash face. "But you know, you are right. I do have an addiction. I am a drug addict. You know what drug I am addicted to?" Ash gulped as he opened his eyes and found that Alexander had somehow got on top of him on the couch and he was trapped beneath. "What?"

“An obsession. An addiction. Trust me, they can be similar, but they’re very different. And those two are not healthy, Alexander. They’re dangerous.” “So…” I scoffed, shaking my head. I turned to face him. “So you think she has consumed me for years, I looked at no woman but her, loved no one else but her, all for an obsession? For some addiction?” He raised his hands again. “I’m just–”

White quickly explains, "these are very addictive, and we do not give them to recovering addicts. I will have to prescribe an alternative method." My mouth made an O. I have nothing against addicts. They really do struggle and need help and guidance. It's just I am sure that I, personally, was not there. I do have a little drink occasionally and indulge in a bit of marijuana sometimes, but that's it. Soon enough, though, my head felt heavy, as if my brain was being overworked. It began to throb, reminding me of its presence. I was unsure of what was happening. Nevertheless, I answered him, "no."

CHAPTER FORTY FIVE: AT MR. KNIGHT’S DEMAND Kennedie Did I know how addictive doom scrolling was? Yes, I did. In fact I was currently watching a Tiktok about the dangers of doom scrolling, but damn that shit was addictive so I was going to do it anyways…. And my current addiction was watching all of those crony reel shorts. They made absolutely no sense, but maybe that was the appeal of it all. If anyone entered here right now, I’d be fucking embarrassed. My binds were still drawn shut and I don’t even know what time it was yet… I have been here literally all day.

So perfect and all mine, I placed a soft kiss on her temple before resting my chin on her head while my finger played with her hair. I was so fucking addicted to oliva like a lovesick puppy and almost cringe at the thought but that's how I became now, it was so fucking hard to deny the fact now. I became addicted to the way she talks, the way her plump Tips will curve into a smile, the way she breathed, and even how fucking beautiful she looked when crying.

she asked him. “I don’t want to know why and I really don’t care!” he said to her. “I am going to tell you why regardless of what you want! The reason why I would always be dependent on people like you is because the moon goddess knew that if she didn’t make me that way, I would be unstoppable. I would be out of control so take this me, this part of me as a blessing. I need to get the hell out of here before I rip off his head” Alice said, turning from her brother to Jared.

I didn’t have any kinks. I strolled away, but I could still hear her moan. Love is a name of the sweetest feelings that comforts you, gives you pleasure, and lets you know you are special, but this was something beyond what I’ve heard about love. Being tormented and the pain you receive when kissed is not love, it is addiction. Especially when you have to beg him to satisfy you.

Ella walking on the treadmill with her phone in her hand smiling at the message that popped into her phone,not looking forward, and someone mistakenly bumped on her making her phone to slipped from her hold and it scattered. What how dare you Ella yell angrly and grab the stranger clothes with her blue eye ball turning red. Let go of me, the stranger said breathing like someone who ran 800 meters race. Are you insane, look you broke my phone Ella surd angrly.

“I hope it doesn’t bite us all.” I wrapped my arms around her, and for a brief second, there was stillness. A strange peace. This woman, so consumed by her addiction, had been discarded by her family,yet now, she was my only ally. Gina burst in, her eyes wide with relief. “There you are!” she said, rushing to Grandma’s side. “You two are really bonding, huh? She likes you, Ma’am.” I forced a smile and nodded as Gina gently led Grandma away.