Desired Realities Novels & Stories

He sighed as she did. “Then, when you sucked my cock. That was the best blow job I had ever got in my life, baby. Watching that, hell, even just thinking about it gets me hard, and I want your mouth to take me into it.” He said. Her hand tightened around his. “Then to fuck you again to finally cum. God Baby, I don’t really like watching porn but seeing us there, I can remember every feeling. I want you to know that if you aren’t here with me, you still are. My hand will pretend to be your pussy. Though it is a sad replacement. It is something that I will make do until I can have the real thing again. That is the honest truth. No one else will do.”

Grabbing fists full of his hair, my knees squeeze against him, encouraging him to give me what I want…what I am consumed with lust for. “Kit! Where are you? Kit!” “Fuck!” It’s as if someone douses me with a bucket of ice water to wake me out of my very realistic sex dream and I shove against Tate so that he releases me, nearly collapsing when my feet hit the ground, still a bit wobbly. “Woa, you okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine. Get off.” Swiping hair from my face, I shove his steadying hands away and move forward, feeling angry with myself for caving to my desire for Tate…again.

She shook her head hoping the memories would disintegrate, but it was all for nought, she remembered everything. She stood in the forest, the moon shining down upon her, and hope swelled in her chest. She had always known that all omegas get their mates at 21. She held onto the hope that her true Mate would accept her as the ‘Imperfect omega she was. The eligible male wolves stood on the other side of the fireplace, waiting for the moon goddess to reveal their mates to them. Isadora shut her eyes and sent thousands of prayers per second as she stood next to the other Omegas. She heard the happy yelps and laughter as one after the other wolves were paired.

Goodness, Henry, he must be waiting. "Can we talk about this tomorrow?" I asked turning to Ava. "No Camila, right now, I want us to strike a deal. Since you're a little bit closer to Henry, you help me get closer to him" she said. My lips parted open in shock. "What? I ain't even close to him" I blurted out. "Stop with the lies Camila" she said angrily. "It's a deal right?" I asked and she nodded. "What am I getting in return?" I queried.

my voice quavered. Janus exhaled, leaning against the back of the chair again. “There is no reality.” I looked at Janus, confused. “What do you mean?” “My dead family is a reality for me, but not for others. They don’t see them, they don’t hear them. Meanwhile, your dreams, your nightmares are a dimensional reality for you, but not for me. Because I don’t see or hear them. So, what exactly is the reality? This world? This society? What if you are dead and this world you see is an illusion your mind has created to make you feel as if you are alive?”

" The headmaster's deep and terrifying voice echoed in the very quiet Coliseum. No one attempted to make any noise, only the voice of the headmaster could be heard, along with the gentle breeze that surrounded the entire Coliseum. "It is my pleasure to welcome all of you to our annual rank evaluation. I am also happy to welcome students who transferred from other schools in Ilias. We all look very much forward to your evaluation this year. To start, everyone is required to attend because doing this will help you evaluate yourself and your power. Thus, allowing you to develop yourself more. As much as all of this represents endless possibilities, it only points to your potential. And what is

"Stop staring no one is there, my little mate." "Have you been drinking," Rani asked, inhaling his smell. "There are too many problems, and I need to forget then, I need the nightmare to end, I wanted this day not to come, the day, I will long for a particular woman but have not been able to get her, I long for her but she is not mine, and now I am in heat, I am burning with desires, will you help me?"

I had not realised he had turned around and was trying to get my attention. “Are you okay?” I nodded with the fakest of smiles I could muster. “I’m perfectly fine.” I felt stupid for ever thinking I stood a chance, for letting those stupid feelings grow within me. The truth remained I was an omega and nothing could ever change that. The triplets were highborn wolves who had a mate similar to them. Dawson led me to my room, just as I tried to turn the doorknob, his voice halted me. “The mate bond is a sacred bond Miss Harper, I hope you know that?”

A smile unconsciously tugged at my lips. Later that night, there was a soft knock on the door. I opened it to find Jessica standing outside, looking haggard and anxious. "We need to talk," she said. I stepped aside to let her in. She wrung her hands together and worked up the courage to say, "Zachary, I've always wanted my husband to be you. I've been waiting for you. Marcus' temper is getting worse, and he spends money lavishly. I…" I couldn't hold back a derisive laugh. "Waiting for me? Jessica, do you even believe your own words? What do you take me for, someone you can just summon and dismiss as you please?"

"Sitting with Corvan, I understood that arriving is not how this works. There is always another room. Another pack. Another person who has been unseen and needs someone to see them. The work does not finish. It just keeps finding new places to be needed." Darius was quiet for a moment. "Does that frighten you," he said. "The idea that it does not finish." She thought about it honestly. "No," she said. "It is the opposite of frightening. If it finished, it would mean the world had stopped producing the conditions that made the work necessary, which would require the world to have changed completely, everywhere, all at once. That is not realistic and it is not even the goal." She held his gaze