Desires Die Hard Pdf Novels & Stories

"The view is exquisite, isn't it? All those ants scurrying about, utterly oblivious to the true architects of their lives." "Indeed," I murmured, a faint smile touching my lips. Desiree often indulged in our shared fantasy of playing as gods. "Ignorance truly is bliss, isn't it? Besides, it makes our work all the more…efficient." I turned from the window, meeting her gaze. "You never did explain why I should steer clear of Kade Everhart." Desiree didn't turn or even glance my way, but I saw the subtle stiffening of her shoulders. Hmm... Interesting. Did she have a history with him? "You looked into him? Wasn't my word enough?"

“I will make our wedding night one you will remember.” I swallowed hard, my body reacting to the promise in his voice, even as my mind rebelled. It shouldn’t react to anyone but Dante. It shouldn’t spark like this, burn like this, crave like this—not for anyone but the man I loved. But still… “I will respect your wishes,” Damien continued, and this time his voice dipped lower, huskier. His gaze dropped to my lips. “Even if it might drive me mad.” My lips parted without permission, my chest rising with shallow breaths. Dante had respected my limits too—but he was creative, finding ways to explore everything around the line without crossing it.

"Don't act as I'm pulling teeth out of your mouth. Don't you desire me? I certainly desire you...." From where did this all came from? He face me "oh...I desire you. I desire you when I wake up in the morning, when I feel you near, smell you, touch you. I desire you wildly when I see you without much clothing on. when you smile. Resisting​ you is the most difficult thing I ever had to endure. To me you are perfect and all I want to is kiss your body from head to toe and give you the pleasure you never thought possible to feel." His has his eyes red and his breathing's fast.

Damien “Desire?” She whispers back to me, refusing to look away. “Yes.” Her hands rest against my chest, a small crease forming between her eyebrows. “A desire for what?” “To live.” She glances down to her hand resting over my heart. It beated steadily under her touch. Yet her own heart starts to race and the wind catches in her hair, firing her scent in all directions. “You were going to die?” She asks with a hint of concern “We all die eventually, Raven. What I mean, is that I had enough of the same shitty life. Eat, sleep, hunt, repeat. I had a desire to break free from it.”

“I can’t see you die...I can’t keep seeing you in pain or dead or lost to me!” “I know..” Walker said, “They’ll pass soon. We’ll get through this and settle down with a million kids running around and all of the things your heart desires I will give to you.” “I only desire you, Walker, and if I can’t have that then my life is forfeit.” “No, it isn’t...you have her,” Walker said, placing a hand on Roxie’s belly, “You know she means more to you than I do..” “No..”

“Mr. Harrison's vault isn't so hard to open after all, that is why he has a lot of security guards and cameras all over the building, all you have to do is press in the password backwards then the first local gets unlocked, then you need a biometric scan to get it to unlock but in case of emergencies, he said there is a code.” “That sounds easy, what is the code and the password?” Draven asked. “The password is bitch and the code is 894210.” She replied with a smile and Henry chuckled. “Harrison isn't so tough after all.” “That is great, that should be easy.” Henry said. “How do you get the Sapphires out?” Allison asked.

“I mean it. Please stay.” And as I looked into his eyes, I realized… This was dangerous. The fact I wanted to stay was dangerous. My desires were dangerous.

I want to see if her skin is as soft as it looks. “Desiree, free my hands,” I say, breathless. She stops dancing and stands up. Then she turns around, facing me. There's a mischievous smile on her face. “Why so impatient, Caspian? We're just getting started.” She sits right back on my erection, this time face-to-face with me. Thank goodness I’ve written a will. Because when I die tonight, I’d die knowing there won't be any disputes over my possessions, that I’d settled that aspect of my life at least. I’m convinced that Desiree’s going to kill me. If she keeps this up, I know, without a shadow of a doubt, that I will die tonight.

My heart screamed, my pulse roared, and my mind was spinning in a dizzying mix of desire and fear. “Jade,” he murmured, low, throaty, possessive, “I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw you. I’ve wanted you like this, like you’re about to combust under my touch. And I’m not leaving until you give in… until I know you feel the same fire.” My glasses slid down my nose again, and I pushed them up automatically, though I barely registered it. His hands brushed against mine, lingering, sending shivers up my spine. He was every dangerous fantasy I’d ever imagined. Every late-night craving. Every forbidden thought.

He held me close for a moment, trembling against me, before slowly letting go. I collapsed beside him, our heavy breaths mingling, hearts racing. “That… was incredible,” I whispered, every word still trembling on my lips. “I can still give you more than that,” he murmured, folding his hands behind his head as he lounged against the bed. I closed my eyes, letting out a long, shuddering breath, every nerve still humming from what we’d shared. I felt alive, craving more, as if I could sink into him forever. Even if tomorrow he returned to his cold, distant self, tonight had been mine, my secret fantasies fulfilled, my deepest desires brought vividly to life.