Desires Die Hard Chapter 7 Novels & Stories

My heart pounded like a drum, every beat thrumming through my body. Her eyes locked onto mine, dark with desire as I filled her inch by inch. Her lips parted, a soft gasp escaping as I bottomed out. I held there for a second, feeling her warmth, savoring the way she clenched around me. I started to move, slow at first, deliberate. My hands cradled her face as I kissed her, our tongues meeting. Her fingers dug into my back, her nails raking lightly as she urged me on. "Harder," she whispered, her breath warm against my ear. "Please fuck me harder."

“Are you that desperate to make some money? You don’t mind leaving here with a broken arm because of a few thousand dollars?” I choke on my breath. “This….this is a misunderstanding." And he laughs. It’s cold, creepy, frightening in the most disturbing ways. “A misunderstanding?” He tucks a loose strand of my hair behind my ears, and I want to die. “I strangely don’t want to hurt you to feel less upset, little dove. Instead, I want to keep you. I find you…interesting.” Does that mean he’d spare me? He grabs my chin, making me look into his dark, soulless eyes. He sucks my soul in with his breathtaking beauty, but the devilish curl of his lips makes me want to run. “So what do you say?”

I pleaded, my voice heavy with the desperation. I was not afraid of death, hell, I was not afraid of anything except loosing this woman right here. But that's what I doing right now. Loosing her, slowly and painfully, to the darkness. But despite my many attempts, her grip on the gun remained unyielding, her eyes devoid of any flicker of recognition, any semblance of the woman I had once known. The shadows that engulfed her seemed to pulsate with a life of their own, whispering promises of power and control that drowned out my every attempt at reaching her.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

It didn't crash, it just dissolved, leaving me stranded in the middle of the ocean without a life raft. Daniel collapsed on top of me, I lay there, staring at the chandelier above the bed. My heart was beating fast, but my body felt cold. The ache between my legs hadn't gone away. If anything, it was worse now, a dull, throbbing irritation of unfulfilled potential.

this innocent, young girl who doesn't deserve to know such horror. "She has already been sold. It's out of my hands now," he tells me, carefully monitoring my reaction. "No, you have to save her," I insist. "She doesn't deserve to die." Panic rears it's ugly head and this time I don't have the strength to resist it. I start blindly tugging at the chains, wishing they would uproot themselves from the concrete floor. "You've always had a fragile heart, dear. When you take over, you're going to have to avoid seeing the girls, aren't you?"

Liora immediately ran to Mavric, embracing his blood-soaked body amidst the burning laboratory. "Mavric! Wake up! Don't leave me now!" Outside the castle, snow began to fall heavily, covering the traces of the tragedy that had just unfolded. The climax where love and sacrifice were tested amidst the ruins of the past. END OF CHAPTER 76..

I bellowed at a dying guard, my voice raw with fury and desperation. He only gasped and pointed weakly. I ended him quickly and kept moving. I searched every hall, kicking down doors with such force they shattered. My heart pounded with dread. Jules was nowhere. The coward had run. Fresh rage exploded in my chest. I wanted to rip him apart slowly, to make him feel every ounce of pain he had caused her. But Paris came first. She always would.

Daniel let out a bitter laugh that turned into a cough. “And did he listen?” he asked. “No…because he doesn’t respect me or us.” I looked away, unable to meet his eyes. “He almost killed me,” Daniel added, his voice breaking now. “Do you know what it feels like to wake up in pain and wonder if the woman you love will still choose you after that?” That did it. Tears burned my eyes. “I’m here,” I said firmly. “I chose you….I’m still choosing you.” Daniel reached out with his good hand and held mine tightly, as if afraid I would disappear.

“I want you.” My desire had disappeared when she’d left. It was ironic to be accused of fucking other women when I had no libido at all. My dick hadn’t been hard once, not even when I woke up in the morning. But now that I could feel her soft flesh against mine, feel how wet her sex was, I was so fucking hard I thought I might die.