Craving Manga Novels & Stories

He didn’t consider this. Fuck!!! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Some of them won’t be hungry for food… Some will crave other living beings… Some will crave blood… And some will simply crave havoc and destruction!

Draven thought in his head. “I don't know why I am craving weird things but I have never felt this way and I feel like if I don't satisfy this urge, I’d die,” she took her face to his own. “What do you crave?” he asked, he knew it would be weird but it can never be as weird as Apple and curry. He had never seen anyone eat that combination. “You are Alpha hence you are very strong and you can do anything so it won't be a big deal, right?” she asked and he nodded, moving closer. His head swelled when she called him Alpha.

He had been waiting a lifetime for his mate, and the longer he waited, the more he withered inside. His wolf, Zodiak, had gone silent years ago, retreating deep within him, refusing to speak. Cole could still feel him there, a dormant presence buried beneath layers of resignation. But neither of them had the strength or hope to search anymore. Sure, he had dated women, but nothing ever panned out, nothing ever felt right. The longer Cole stood, leaning over the railing, the stronger the scent became, the wind brought to him a rich, sweet, almost sinful, like vanilla warmed by honey smell. It invaded his senses, igniting something primal in him.

“He wants to be bred.” I let out a broken, high-pitched moan. My cock jerked again—untouched—sending another spill of cum out, weaker but just as humiliating. My muscles burned, legs trembled, throat raw from screaming. My hole was stretched to destruction, stuffed full by both demons, slick with sweat, spit, and cum. And still… I craved it. I whispered, “Don’t stop…” Lust laughed, cold and cruel. “Did you hear that?” “Begging for more after two loads,” Wrath growled. “You’re ruined.”

"You know you want to." Of course I did. My fangs were fully extended. I lowered my face to the crook of his neck and inhaled the rich, licorice scent of him. First I kissed the spot where the thick artery throbbed just beneath the surface of his skin then I sucked it lightly before grazing it with the tips of my fangs. Just as both men impaled me fully with their cocks, I punctured Kaz's skin with my fang tips, sucking strongly for a taste of that hot, potent blood.

Then a short flat laugh broke from my mouth, my head tilting back like he just said the funniest shit. “Of course not. I’m heading to the club.” His fingers flexed once, then he let go and I walked out, cane tapping against the floor. He knew. I knew they all fucking knew but it didn’t matter. Not when the itch was back. Not when I craved her more than they did. The drive through the city was a blur of lights and rain-slicked streets. I gripped the wheel, knuckles white, mind already on her. I parked the SUV away from her street then walked to the shitty apartment building in the rundown part of town, where the streets smelled like garbage and piss. It wasn’t fit for her, but she held on to

"But no. In the office, there's Mr. Crush. I don't want to waste the opportunity." "Even thinking about it." Manda frowned. "Instead of you living a flat life? I'd rather be happy at work. It's not wrong to have a crush on a guy, it's wrong to have a crush on a girl." Manda's hair stood on end. "For now, it's better to think about the girl. What's wrong with that kid, she's really weird." Not long after, Gadis arrived with a portion of freshly cooked takoyaki. The savory aroma of the sauce and toppings on top of the snack that the girl brought, made saliva drip. But both Manda and Lily felt that their stomachs were already too full.

"Don't mind me, I ain't scandalous." Some of them chuckled and said, "Scandalous? What a word, man." One foreign shrugged. "I'd be like that sometimes. You know, rage pushed me through. " "Are you sure you are fine?" The youngest-looking lad questioned me. I nodded at him silently and sank myself onto the leather sofa. They're drinking tequila, and one of them handed me one glass. I put it in my mouth and shook my head, trying to avoid those thoughts again.

He's so annoying and it was like he had a seventh sense that I was craving something sugary or spicy. "Thanks, but I'm not hungry" liar! lair! Pants on fire! "You don't need to be hungry to have these. It's always been your favorite" He tells me to my face. "You're no one to tell me what I will and will not have, Jacob"

(THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT, IT'S NOT ADVISABLE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK) Craving 3 (Desires) Seeing a devious smirk on her face, I walked away, even though I knew there was no getting out of this one. When it comes to the mistress, I like her talking since she discloses too much and keeps me prepared for what is to come, but when she remains silent, I can't foresee her.