Ciúme Novels & Stories

His hips ground against mine as he whispered my name over and over, a mantra only he knew this intimately. Vetur flared, energy zinging through me. My power was back. It reached for him and his fire answered. In a daze, I watched as they mingled and became one. Pure white and glacial blue intertwined with burning red, vibrant yellow, and glowing orange. It was majestic. My Vetur and his fire.

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He continued, “How about... um, Pizza Margherita!” “I fucking love Pizza Margherita!” Celo love hearing those words specially when his best friend was the one saying that or those words but he didn't know if it was a bribe or what and he couldn't think of anything so he thought it was really just a bribe — no, it was always a bribe. “Hmm, Guacamole?” Dizen on the other hand, feeling the same thing, he was so amazingly satisfied seeing his best friend's eyes sparkling and shining like a child who was waiting for some rewards after doing something great.

Camille replied. “I asked how old you are? ” Diana demanded as she clucked her tongue, Camille gulped and mumbled, “ n-nineteen.” ' nineteen…? no, that won't do, she's too young' she thought, she snapped her fingers and Camille fell to the ground, gasping for air. “ Please, have mercy,” Camille said in between breaths as she tried to get on her feet. “ okay, I will let you go one last time,” Diana said, Camille finally stood on her feet and said,“ Thank you, my queen”, when she was about to leave, Diana snapped her fingers and asked, “ where do you think you're going? ”

Will started filling a plate he had 'found' with several pieces of dried meat and some mushrooms, while listening to the noise of people moving around above hi "Get off me Foster!" Sister Lina panicked scream echoed throughout the church. Will dropped his plate and rushed towards his trapdoor. "You're hurting me! This isn't appropri… AH!" Sister Lina screamed again. Will got out of the kitchen just in time to see a scruffy looking ȧduŀt tearing off Sister Lina's head shawl revealing a fiery red hair. It wasn't religious clothing, but it was apparently common to show modesty in public for unmarried women

Leo squeezes my hand. “Anything you wan Noves”

Building the foundation of something that felt genuinely sustainable. The leather of the couch was cool against my back, but everything else in the room was burning. Eli was a heavy, solid weight pressing me down into the cushions, his hands framing my face like I was the only thing in the world that mattered. I could feel the ragged rhythm of his breathing against my neck, a hot, steady pulse that matched the frantic drumming in my own chest. "You have no idea," he rasped, his voice vibrating deep in his throat. He pulled back just enough to look me in the eye, and the intensity there was staggering—a mix of raw hunger and something so fiercely protective it made my breath hitch.

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