Demiromantic Definition Novels & Stories

But I could feel it. The way her breath hitched. The way her pulse thrummed wildly beneath her delicate skin. I loved her like this—soft, trembling, mine. "You’re adorable when you think you have control, little dove," I whispered. She didn’t hear me. Not yet. But she felt me. The air grew thick, heavy, humming with my presence. The soft scent of Mira’s apartment—lavender and linen—was drowned in something darker. Something rich, metallic, damp.

“Rio means that Miss Marsh is so beautiful and stunning, so she’s the perfect match for you, Sir.” Dominic was well aware that Dimas had taken an interest in Harmonia, otherwise, he would not have invested so much time and effort in her. However, Dimas could not enjoy marital freedom. After all, once his family found out, a bloody conflict seemed to be inevitable. Dominic had served Dimas for twelve years and had thought about countless reasons that a conflict would occur, but he never thought that it would be for a woman.

"Polysexual? What the hell does that even mean?" Lilly turned and smiled at him despite the misplaced hostility in his voice. "It means I'm attracted to more than one gender. It's not just about men or women, but anyone I connect with. Demisexual means I need an emotional bond or a connection that runs deeper than surface level to feel that attraction. It's more complicated than just physical chemistry or what traditional values dictate. It's about connection. It's about attraction. It's about desire." She watched both carefully. Both shifted uncomfortably. These new terms and ideas didn't fit into the narrow views they'd been taught, which had been drilled into their heads for as long as th

Even if he raised his walls again, he would always tear it down with his shamelessness. Remi had decided he would just live his life as a playboy at thirty. He's a fashion influencer who didn't even bother to hide his lifestyle anymore. Everyone knew Remington is bisexual. As long as there's a hole underneath and he or she walks like human and is one, he's fucking them. And apart from that, he and Dimitri were still enemies. It's obvious. The latter couldn't even leave Vincent safely with him. He's always touching him one way or the other and Dimitri always flip when he's around.

“True. Sorry. I just wished he had stayed around longer. It would’ve given me a better example of good men.” “Wll, when it’s your time to go you can’t bargain for more time. I know he’s at peace. Instead of suffering.” “That’s true. He was in so much pain before. That’s why you’re the hopeless romantic.” “I bet you Zaine will change your mind. You’ll be a romantic too. I feel it in my soul.” Demi knew Victoria was right about seventy percent of the time but she refused to think that there was at least one great guy out there for her. It couldn’t have been him. Lightening would have to strike for her to believe him.

Maybe there was something more hidden here. Back in his room, Damian started reading online about asexuality. He also learned about the possibility of demisexuality. This was the first time he had encountered the term, but it shocked him. Demisexuality can develop in asexual people and is a sexual attraction to one particular person for whom the asexual person has developed strong, emotional feelings. So if Rafał actually felt physically attracted to Damian enough to kiss him, did that mean he also felt something romantic towards him? That would change everything and explain why Rafał didn't want a sex friend and valued Damian's friendship above sex.

The moment he caught sight of her, he yanked her into his arms, babbling senselessly. "Charlotte, I'm so glad you've come back to me at last, after all this time… I want to spend the rest of my life with you, making you happy… I swear you'll have nothing but the very best… that's why I've spent five years learning how to sweet-talk a woman, buy her gifts… I'm a good kisser, now! I'll be so good to you! I'll make you feel like the luckiest woman who ever lived! So, please… say you'll be mine, won't you? I really, really, really like you…"

he asked, forgetting his reasons for calling. “No,” Ranya replied, frustrated but determined to know the answer to Calista’s choice of goodbye. “A fri... Client of mine had a lady he kind of had some intimate contract with...” “Contact or contract?” Damian asked, causing a loud sigh from Ranya. “Contract... some legal contract of intimacy...” “You mean BDSM?” Damian gasped across the call, “The Submissive and Master sh*t?” “No... not that kind,” Ranya said almost immediately, taking the call away from his ear. “Just companionship that does require intimacy with... no strings attached.”

Your heart won’t be able to take another. Demetrio pulled me closer, weakening me with his powerful aura. “I want to be more than just your lover. I want to be your support, your friend, your partner. I want you to make me yours as you are mine. I’m done trying to pretend that this thing between us it just a sexual relationship because it’s not. I need more bambina.” My mind was reeling, here I was sitting in his car but feeling like I’d been thrown off a cliff.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make myself known to you. Though I won’t look or feel the same as I do now, only you will know it is really me. It’s one of the perks of being a God.” My plan is finally in motion. I can’t wait to see Demi again. If I can’t have her then no one will, especially that wannabe god of a dragon hybrid, Ryder. I can’t wait to flip their lives upside down. Why am I so obsessed with Demi? That question is hard for me to answer. She is the only female who has ever turned down my advances. The first time she told me no, she lit a fire in me and didn’t even know it. I crave her body. I crave her touch, and I will feel her if it means I have to become someone else.