Desire Cast Novels & Stories

She was scared of the dark, but she didn’t want to complain about it since she knew, that her loving parents will stay by her side. The song of despair started to reach its climax. The singer’s once mellow and soft voice began to raise its pitch, like a diva in the middle of nowhere she appeared, the red flame fairy who guards the sacred cave. After she finished her desperate piece, she asked, “Why were you punished?” and the man answered, “I committed a sin. I fell in love with my sister.”

She grasped my hand tightly near to her heart and said, "I want to keep you here forever with me." I'm just gazing at her silently. Tonight I felt a strong connection between us and I also realised that this girl doesn't deserve a person like me. She deserves love which I can never give to her. A beautiful and pure soul like her deserves a person who loves her truly and cherish her all his life and I'm not that type of man. I'm dominant, loves to control women and I don't want the feeling of love in my life. I can't give her what she wants. I think my desire to control her will remain my desire only because butterfly doesn't deserve all this. She is a free bird and now I don't want to cut he

She had a thick accent but I was grateful that she speaks English. The entire time she didn’t raise her eyes to his face. It looked like she had great respect for him and I had no idea why she was calling him master. I mean, it was the twenty-first century for god’s sake. “What?! This castle has forty-eight bedrooms. How is every room occupied?” my boss asked her with surprise. “Due to the new issue that has risen, many of your admirers are staying here to support you,” she informed him.

“You taste like sin, something I shouldn't want,” he groaned in between his torturous licks on my pussy. “Yet, I can't stop wanting more. I can't stop devouring you.” ~ Sera McFadden is a successful woman with a thriving career and a prince charming as her fiancé. Her life was perfect, well, except for one thing. Her sex life was too plain and boring. When her fiancé decided to arrange a family vacation, Sera crossed path with her wild, dangerously attractive brother-in-law, Knox. How does Sera resist a man who's hellbent on destroying her guards? Will she give in to her unhinged desires?

“Of course not. That’s wicked. How could you think of that? Adessa seduced Kael. I told you he told Dexter that he was about to forgive you for cheating on him, but then Adessa seduced him and threatened to tell everyone he raped her. Adessa is the enemy, Desiree. Not me.” “I’m going home to my apartment.” She stepped back, tilting her head up as she looked at me with raised brows. “I need time to think.” “Don’t give me that attitude, Desiree. I am still your mother. You do as you’re told.” “I said I needed time to think if I really wanted this.” She turned around and was about to reach for the doorknob.

"My bad, man. I didn't know she was... yours." ​He didn't wait for a reply. He vanished back into the crowd, leaving me leaning precariously against the wall. Xavier stepped toward me, his presence suffocating. He didn't offer a hand. He didn't ask if I was okay. Instead, he looked down at me with pure, unadulterated disgust. ​"Were you that desperate to have sex with a total stranger?" he hissed, his voice cutting through my drunken fog like a blade. "Is this what the 'Princess' does the second she gets a taste of freedom? You’re pathetic."

Desiree's POV I want to believe this plan will work. I really do. But I know my mom. She’s a professional shapeshifter, charming you one minute and gutting you with a smile the next. I hate that we’re resorting to her, but Caspian seems so sure of himself, so confident in this ridiculous idea that I’ve reluctantly let him take the lead.

It’s a place of peace, of culture, a place where the wars of the packs are supposed to stay at the door. The carriage rolls to a stop, and Kael is there in an instant, opening the door and offering me a hand. I step out, smoothing my cream blazer and taking a deep, steadying breath. I am Desiree. I am the COO. I am more than the drama of the Thorne family. I start toward the grand entrance, my heels clicking against the stone path. I’m mentally rehearsing the floor plan, thinking about lighting and acoustics, trying to shove the image of a pregnant Seraphina out of my brain.