Choices Immortal Desires Book 3 Novels & Stories

“I can just as easily kill that man and take what I want. After all, she’s mine first.” The way he said mine, I felt my entire body tremble, not the same way as it did for Adonis. It was more fear than anything else. “And you think that would make me yours? I didn’t realise you were that desperate. Perhaps giving my cousin to you is the worst idea.” “Go ahead. I don’t want your sister. I never had.” Shaking his head, he blurted, “I wanted you, and I still do.” “But is this,” I pointed between him and me, “worth it? Because for one, I don’t love you. I never will and—”

Sadile nodded, her body trembling with anticipation, as she surrendered to the pleasure that awaited her, to the unknown delights that Travis and Jenna promised. The night was young, and she knew that the pleasures that lay ahead would be beyond anything she could have imagined. As Travis's lips met hers once more, Sadile felt herself being drawn into a world of sensation, a world where pleasure reigned supreme, and she was the willing participant, the eager student, ready to learn, ready to explore, ready to surrender to the erotic dance that was about to unfold. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the walls, as the three of them moved in a rhythm as old as time, a rhythm that spo

In her eyes flickered a strange blend of demonic fire and feminine desire. “But we’re here. I’m alive. And so are you.” Her hand drifted to the buttons of Jake’s shirt. “And right now, I don’t want to talk about the past. I don’t want strategies or hybrids. I just want to feel you, Jake. The way you promised me in the forest.”

“Jessica, you’ve woven us through every star. This is your nexus. Trust yourself.” The hollowness pulsed, and the loom flared, weaving three futures: one, a nexus of eternal balance, perfect but cold, her companions safe but distant; another, a nexus of boundless life, vibrant but chaotic, their bonds strained by endless growth; the third, a nexus of mortal freedom, flawed but alive, their love intact but vulnerable to time. Each was tempting, each was devastating, and Jessica’s glow wavered, her heart tearing under the weight of the choice.

I smiled but it didn’t reach my eyes, the more I was staying closer to him, the more my body was burning with the desire to touch him, be near him, to feel the spark that only he was capable of making me feel. “Before anything, we are mates. You will never be able to deny the connection. If you want, then reject me and die with me, Rabbit.” He opened his arms widely, stepping away from me as if he was some kind of God. He was smirking, knowing that I would never be able to reject him. The rejection meant death for both of us and the separation means going through the hell of desire. “Let the desires win, Natalia. I can read your mind and your body, you’re flustering.” He purred huskily and a

The important papers scattered into the air like white shards, pens rolled away, and the ashtray fell to shatter on the floor, making a din of which he was completely unaware. ​He lifted me with force to place me atop the emptied desk, and trapped my body with his own as if he were trying to contain my breath within his grasp. He leaned over me again, returning to kiss me with a harsher violence—successive, burning kisses that lacked any tenderness, followed by his handling of my body with a deep immersion in desire, like a drowning man clutching onto raging waves so that the bottom would not swallow him.

Just pure temptation. Isolde’s heart hammered against her ribs. The offer was reckless, dangerous, and utterly thrilling. She had never cheated on Damien. Never even considered it. Yet years of quiet dissatisfaction had left her aching in ways she could no longer ignore. Isolde: How do I know this isn’t some kind of trap? Unknown: ‘You don’t. But deep down, you already know you’re going to come. You deserve to be properly desired, Isolde. Come to suite 2808. The door will be unlocked.’ The stranger repeated.

I lifted my hand slightly, calming him even as my own heart thundered. “You’re asking me to choose,” I said slowly. “Yes.” Mary’s voice softened. “They want to see which desire you value enough to anchor reality to.” “And the others?” I asked. “They will not be erased,” the second said. “But they will be… released.” The word felt hollow. I turned away from Elliot, forcing myself to breathe. All this time, desire had been danger because it was uncontrolled. Forbidden because it disrupted order. Now they wanted to use it.

mouth-watering. She so wanted to hold it, feel its temperature against her cheek, sniff it, lick it and even better...suck it. Before that encounter in SilverCayne forest, she had accidentally bought an erotic book from a roadside merchant. Instead of throwing it away after seeing the first page, she had been so curious that she decided to check out one or two more pages and then...she had ended up checking out all of them.

. They disappeared down the hall, but my chest was still tight with the pressure of what had just happened. Nikolai turned to me, his expression softening just a fraction. “Sorry about earlier,” he said, and I hated that part of me that wanted to believe he meant it. “Had something important to handle.” Amelia warning echoed in my mind. He’s dangerous. I shook it off. I didn’t belong here. Didn’t belong in this world. Because this ship—this life, the humans on it will all be forgotten and I’d be gone. Back to my own life. We finally made it into the room, the keypad clicking green, and the door slid open. Nikolai tossed his jacket on the bed, turning to face me. His brows furrowed wh