Novel & Cerita Ciúme

Cian growled annoyed. A familiar haze slowly consumed Caius as his expression darkened, the corner of his mouth twitched as he bit down on his lip nervously, there was a look of craved insanity in his eyes, it was a similar feature that Cian shared at that moment as my mate was driven with the possessive need to impregnate me. I held Caius’s gaze as I bit down on my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, the crimson liquid tasted like copper and tainted my bruised lips red, the colour lured Caius to me as he shut the bedroom door closed behind him and cautiously approached us.

"Carnation—" "Mauve is what I use here at Casa de Lujuria; the Carnation you know has been gone for a long time, Mr. Lust," she said sadly, "And I'm hoping... Mr. Lust, sir... That you don't bother me anymore—" Carnation didn't finish her sentence when the young man grabbed her hand and hugged her tightly.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

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Devouring Ivan's ass with his tongue became Shawn's newfound pleasure that night, an expression of insatiable desire for more. Instinctively, cries of pleasure erupted from Ivan's throat as he pressed his buttocks upwards, closer to Shawn's face, encouraging him to indulge in every direction. His moans grew in volume as Shawn's skilled tongue began to stimulate his prostate, igniting an overwhelming craving within him.

She replied almost immediately. “Cut that crap. We both know your name isn't Mia. I need your real name.” Angelo stated, his face going red with built-up frustration “Well, that is a top-tier secret that I wouldn't wanna uncover, but since we're working together, you can call me Cie.” Cielo's tone was calm and her face gave away no emotions. “Cie, as in C, the alphabet?” he asked, staring at her suspiciously. “Ya. That is a big clue to my name,” she replied.

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I asked the attractive guy, but he paid no attention, focused on his phone. Pursing my lips when he didn't respond, I went back to gazing up at the stars. "Slim," he replied flatly, placing his phone on a nearby table. "What's your real name?" I inquired, and he glanced over at me with his cold eyes. "Hayden," he responded, taking a sip from his bottle before placing it back down. "I'm Chloe, but my friends call me C," I started, but my intoxicated mind suddenly had a realization. "I guess nobody is going to call me C now." I laughed, too drunk to comprehend the words coming out of my mouth.

“Everywhere we go, people look at us like we’re cursed.” Marie laid a hand on his arm. “They’ll learn. Or they won’t. But he’s ours, Liam. That’s the truth of it.” Ellie climbed into the truck bed with Cerebus and leaned against him, whispering into his fur. “They’ll see one day. You’ll show them. Not as a pet. As my partner in crime. My other half.” Three tongues licked her hands in agreement. She laughed, a bright sound in the heavy air. “See? You get it. Who needs them, anyway?”