روايات وقصص ضمن Dangerous Desire Movie

She took out her cell phone and turned on the torchlight and so did Celeb, and they began heading forward through the pathway, at each side were different trees and it was so dark, one can feel danger lurking there. "Katherine, tell me one thing..." Celeb fastened his footsteps to catch up with her, his eyes still darting from left to right. "Why are we here?" He asked. Katherine exhaled sharply, she looked forward. "I’m here to clear my head." She told him and Celeb blinked, it was insane to come to this dangerous place just to clear her head. He made a face and looked at her again. "Hold on," He thought of what she said and spoke out again. "You are here to clear your head when there are l

Confessions about crushes, embarrassing stories, a ridiculous dare involving someone singing karaoke on the coffee table. Every time the bottle landed on Ethan, he chose truth. Safe. Boring. Survivable. Until Lila leaned forward with a wicked smile. “Ace,” she said sweetly. “Truth or dare?” “Truth.” She tapped her chin. “Who’s the most impossible person you could ever actually like?” Ethan’s pulse spiked. Every eye turned toward him. Including Noah’s. He swallowed. This was harmless. A joke answer. Something ridiculous. Something safe. But Noah was still looking at him. And suddenly the truth felt lodged somewhere behind Ethan’s ribs.

I mumbled under my breath. He looked down at me, naked, trembling, covered in sweat and the seed of seven men, with cold, possessive hunger. “You’ve impressed Jax,” Victor said, his voice smooth and dangerous. “But his training was only preparation. Now you enter my world. Dark Desires. Where consent is a luxury… and obsession is law.” He stepped closer. Behind him, more figures emerged from the shadows, tall and powerful men with masked faces, their primal energy radiating from them. Their presence felt different from the Club. Wilder. More dangerous.

The realization that he’s finally giving in to what I want fueled my flares of lust to flicker aggressively. He kneeled on the bed. The shadow of his body made my mouth water as he towered over me. He gripped my hips, pulling me down to stretch my arms further. The new position drizzled gasoline to the flames of excitement inside me. I felt so vulnerable beneath him, yet safe. “Safe word?” he asked; a tornado of nostalgia crashed on me. “I trust you,” I croaked, throat tight with desire.

Damien was still sitting on the backseat of my car tapping away on my phone, how he opened it was a mystery to me. " Get down, Damien bullets are blazing around here you might get shot." I tried using the girl's accent, the woman bust the door open and start shooting at me. This time she was accompanied by the two boys from before each and every one of them was holding a dangerous weapon, she fired at me, the other two boys were shooting non stop. I looked over at Damien to know if he was alright, he might be the devil's son but that doesn't mean he can't die, " get down!" I commanded pushing his head to lie down on the car seat.

Last night, in a desperate attempt to distract myself from my miserable life, I ventured to a club, longing for an escape I decided to get laid one last time before committing my forever to him. Prayers filled my thoughts, eagerly wishing he'd reject me, I was so disgusted by his presence. The fear of potential harm haunted me, a troubling uncertainty about what might happen if he ever laid hands on me. Yet, today, I made the painful decision to proceed with the marriage. It was a pact, a promise to my brother Camillo and my friend Ivy, who were enjoying in their love and success.

1 What the fuck!? That's why his ego is so big! "And you want to know another secret Anastasia?" "What?" "Remove your shirt," He demanded 12 "Excuse me?" I ask taken back by his demand "Just do it," "No," "Ana trust me, I am not telling you to remove your shirt for your boobs, I am telling you to do it so, I can prove something," 4 "Fine," I said starting to remove my top and that's when my world came crashing down. He took my hand and led me towards a mirror in his office. He was covering his ribs and just when he removed it. I found it, the other half of my tattoo.

“We survive. Together. No matter what. Ava’s fingers threaded through his hair, her body trembling, the heat between them undeniable, dangerous, and exhilarating. “Always,” she whispered back. And as the garage fell silent again, the shadow of what was coming stretched long and dark across the concrete floor. Because in their world, love was dangerous, desire was lethal, and survival had a price higher than they could yet imagine. The next attack, the next betrayal, and the next passionate collision between danger and desire was already waiting.

The wanting of this man is something Altara have never been so sure about! But still, her heart know and that is how her desire works. The desire is a risky one, and who knows if our heart really knows where to bang? “You shouldn't do this, Altara,” he said, but don't even try to break free. He is the one who initiate the embrace and Altara couldn't more understand what is wrong with this man. She said right in his reddened of ears, “Are you mad? You hug men first, remember?” “That's-”

And I feel hot. Perhaps asking Roman to ruin me was going too far. Most of the words I blurted out came from the movie Lena made me watch once. The woman in that movie was a siren—a seductress born to dominate men, someone I couldn't be. Though, I couldn't explain the rush of something foreign and alive when I saw the unadulterated desire flash through Roman's amber eyes. The urge to lick my lips was intense but I held myself instead I bit my lower lip to stop my tongue from darting out.