Desire Cast Novels & Stories

“Because desire isn’t about immediate gratification. It’s about… control. About respect. About knowing we’re worth the effort.” Damien’s eyes darkened, a storm of frustration, longing, and raw desire. He pressed a fleeting kiss to her temple—a promise, a test, a claim. “You’re untouchable,” he whispered. “And yet… I can’t stop wanting you.” “And you’ll learn,” Sienna said softly. “That’s the difference between desire and possession. Between power and surrender.” ⸻ The night ended with neither yielding fully, but both acknowledging the shift. The battles of family, threats, and power continued outside their room, but inside, they had established a new balance.

Narrator’s POV. Desiree walked through the dark forest, dodging trees and twigs, trying to remain as silent as she could be. She had a feeling that her father had decided to place guards outside the castle and for all she knew, they could be anywhere. She did not let herself over think her father’s possible actions because she had much more on her plate- Harrison. Would he hate her for what she was about to do or would he also admit to her that he was also in love with her? Would he accept her as she was or would he want more?

Her gaze fell on one, and she picked it up. The studio's name was "True Desire". It rang a bell, and Serena flipped through the brochure and realized it was indeed Desiree's studio. Damian explained, "That's a new studio in Nocturna. The owner is Desiree, the heiress of the Stone family in Silverthorn City. She has quite an impressive background." "Right," Serena replied mildly. "I can see that, considering the number of celebrities endorsing her studio." "Word has it that Wilson helped her," Damian pointed out. "But I guess he was helping out his family. Someone told me Desiree is set on becoming the next Mrs. Quade. Serena, weren't you his assistant before? You'd know this better than I do

Desire’s opinion of her master changed after he saved her from the hands of Li Wei even though she had mentally corrected herself to know her place as the servant. “I want her brother” Li Wei repeated his need to the King and his brother, the King nodded repeatedly at Li Wei’s choice. Desire’s head snapped up to look at both the King and his brother but quickly bowed her head once she realized that she was about to break a rule by looking the king in the eyes. “Be on your feet, young maiden” The king instructed. Desire was about to stand when Sylvester forcefully pulled her back into the seat. He turned to look at her and when their eyes met, he saw tears glistening at the corner of Desire’s

“I used to cry myself to sleep growing up, wondering what I could do to gain his love and approval. Now I know that it's not worth it. He's not worth it.” “You’re right. You're too wonderful a person to be the son of someone like him anyway.” “Good. Now that we've gotten that out of the way, why haven't you kissed me yet? Is it because I probably have morning breath or…” Damian questioned. Chuckling, Desiree leaned down and cut him off with a kiss. A slow, sensual kiss that was felt within the soul. A knock interrupted them. Straightening, Sasha called out, “Come in.” It was Desiree and her mother who were already in scrubs.

However, using her father's name to excel was not how she wanted to start her professional life. That's why she found herself standing in front of Rothschild, the nightmare of every business student. The reason being Elijah Rothschild, the CEO rumored to be the Lucifer reincarnated. He had made many of Desiree's old classmates and seniors burst into tears during interviews, and she was likely going to be the next in line. Heaving a sigh, Desiree entered through the massive glass door and reached the receptionist. Taking off her sunglasses, she flashed her dazzling smile and rested her arm on the front desk in a charming manner.

Andres’ gaze swept the room, his voice steady, resolute. “The Del Carmen Empire will endure. We will rise above scandal, above betrayal. And Ainara and I will face this future together — not as step-siblings, not as victims of rumor, but as husband and wife. This is our truth.” Cameras flashed, the crowd buzzing with shock and speculation. Ainara’s hand trembled slightly, but Andres reached for it, squeezing gently, grounding her in the storm. **

Pulling apart . I waved my hand . Door closed . I have got some talent . We giggled against each other . Stupid things we do . He placed me on the bed so carefully . As if I was made of some glass . He unbuttoned his shirt . Throwing it on the floor . I licked my lips in Desire . Watching his perfect abs . "Like what you see ?" He asked, smirking down . I nodded, smirking back . He leaned on the top of me "too bold , aren't we ?" He said s8cking my chin .

This time he even explained what he meant. "What? Is he asking me if I want to get laid? Is he out of his mind?" I thought. I nodded to say no. But deep down I wanted to do it. A carnal desire which only few could resist. He ordered one of his men. "Untie him."