Craving Manga Novels & Stories

“Would you like to have anything? Water, tea, coffee…” "No, please, I am not here for that. Have your seat back; we still have a whole lot to discuss and are just getting started.” I politely refused. I know she doesn’t have a lot, so I needed to save myself the trouble of listening to her go on about how she lacks one or two things to offer. Brianna sat down as she continued, “If we were to look at it, I think we should call it a kink, because there is no other explanation than this."

I wanted more, No I craved for more, way much more. I subconsciously clutched a handful of his clothes and tugged at it. I wanted him, I need him to be closer, no, not just closer, I needed to feel his naked skin pressed directly against mine. I frantically kissed him back to show just how much I needed him at the moment, just how much my body craved his touch. I crave him so hungrily that I do not have any control over myself. Rurac...what exactly have you done to me?

He squeezes my hand gently, reassuringly. ~*~ That evening I'm laying in bed between two overgrown men, reading a book, but I can't concentrate. There's a craving I've been having since 2:30 this afternoon and I can't seem to get over it. I can't figure out what I want. It's driving me nuts. Everything else makes me vomit. I throw the book at the wall and grumble to myself. Kaden chuckles and Kol sighs. "Cravings?" "No shit!" I retort.

AYRA I was starving. I needed something to quench the hunger in my system. Only that 'something' wasn't food. No. I craved blood instead. Blood. Blood. That wasn't right. No sane person should crave blood, but here I was, fucking eager to sink my fangs into someone and have my drink of blood to abate my hunger. From a distance, the rich scent of blood filled my nostrils. I could hear the thumping of a pulse calling out to me, mocking my hunger.

I whimpered when the sexual craving pulled me in full force. What is wrong with me? ？

My spine snaps straight, and my vision trembles at the edges. I can taste the nectar and feel the blaze so deep my gems throb with the eagerness to join her, and the craving for the hit all over again. ‘Do that again,” dare, plea, threat, promise? I don’t know as Aya continues to helplessly wind on him.

If someone had told me a day would come when my own stepson would treat me like this, I would have called the person insane. Yet here I stood, trembling at the mercy of my stepson, craving nothing more than a thick cock to ravage my aching pussy. The sudden slap of his cock against my cheek snapped me back from my thoughts. My lashes fluttered rapidly. “Make that mouth useful.” His cock pointed directly at my face, and somehow the degrading scene ignited a wild desire within me. This felt strange because I had never truly craved domination before. My lips parted. The tip of his cock slid into my mouth, drawing a soft hum from me as I rolled my tongue over it.

Pregnancy the third time around was not what I expected. With Hibiki, everything had been new and overwhelming, and with Mina, I felt more prepared. But this pregnancy? It was as if my body had decided to throw all the rules out the window and keep me guessing. It started with the cravings. At first, they were manageable—sweet fruits, spicy noodles, the occasional chocolate binge. But as weeks went by, the cravings became more… unconventional. I found myself wanting things like green mangoes dipped in barbecue sauce or rice with crushed potato chips sprinkled on top. Jiro was the most patient and accommodating partner I could ask for, but even he had his limits.

She scoffed at my announcement, "Mate, you say. That human cannot be your mate Damian. Do not be delusional" "The instincts, the attraction says otherwise", I argued. High Queen sighed, "Damian, being attracted or having craving for their blood doesn't always mean that you are mates. Vampires by nature crave human blood more than any other creature's blood because human blood is like nectar to our palates". She closed her eyes as if she was reminiscing something similar although I was aware that she had abstained from drinking human blood decades ago. Most of us followed her footsteps and I wanted to say that I had never felt this type of craving in my entire life. I never really had any inc

Vivian asked. Scarlet was overcome by an insatiable desire to feed. Every pore in her body screamed out for blood—for Vivian’s blood. Her body was positively quaking. She was dying to kneel down and sink her teeth into Vivian’s throat. She saw herself drinking and drinking, filling up on her blood. It was a craving so strong, she didn’t know if she could stop it. “Scarlet!” came a harsh voice from behind. There was something in that voice, something just strong enough, to make Scarlet turn.