Burning Low Novels & Stories

I'm not sure if she'll ever truly like me. I let out a weak laugh and smiled sadly, without meaning to. Then I turned to the window, where the glass had already started to fog up from the cold. That kind of mist that forms when the air outside is freezing and the warmth inside tries to fight it off. Just like me, I guess.

Burn it down and make sure no one has the right to cover it up. I clicked send then closed my l aptop... and waited for Leo's kingdom to burn but why the fuck am I feeling this stupid tiny guilt at the depth of my heart

It’s like one of those nightmares where you want to run away, but you can’t. I feel absolutely drained. I feel weak, and I hate feeling weak. ‘It’s OK, Ath. You aren’t weak! Anyone who would have gone through what you did would be scarred for life. You take all the time you need to heal. I’ll be here for you. I love you so much’. I’m actually a little surprised she hasn’t even threatened to burn the entire pack down to the ground in a while, which has sort of been her mantra in the past weeks.

he says as he lowers his mouth to my nipple. I gasp as he takes it into his mouth. His tongue flicks against me, showing me just how hard it is. I arch into his mouth, and he chuckles. I open my mouth to curse him, but then he's moving, straightening his body over mine, legs intertwining with mine, separating them until he's settling himself between my thighs. His cock rubs against my throbbing clit, and I curl my fingers around the ropes above them, needing something to hold on to.

It was a flame. Burning bright. ---

Chapter 55 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Angelica… How could a heart ache when it no longer existed? I had become something unholy—flame-wreathed bone, a screaming soul bound in fire. When I snapped, I didn’t break—I burned. My rage flared hotter than the sun, a molten scream that cracked the earth open beneath my feet and pulled the sky down in a frenzy of tornados.

As he worked, I let out a series of short, suggestive moans. The fire inside me was roaring now, and that hollow ache was threatening to consume me entirely. I was losing control.

He says into my ear with a low tone. I feel tears stream down my face. He moves his hand back to my ass and thighs. He's squeezing them hard on purpose. I can already picture how blue and purple they will get. He grabs onto my panties and pulls them down to above my knees. Then he takes his fingers and pushes them into me. It doesn't feel good at all. It burns. It burns so fucking much. The gun is still held to the left of my head. I stare down the silver barrel of it, praying a bullet will come out.

A legendary virgin expert because of w*****d. Phoebe's body went limp when she felt the throbbing in her lower body. She reached for his lips and gave him the kind of kiss that he won't refuse, because this night would be too long if she wouldn't give in to her desires. "Oohhh.." The spirit, the high and the intensity of the impulse to reach a certain ecstasy was felt on the hot kiss that was split. The streaks of lust and fire, all waiting to fuse. They rolled out of Phoebe's bed, close to each other as their hands were exploring each body.