Desiring Her Novels & Stories

Na kung sisindihan ay walang makapagsasabi kung gaano ka-laking apoy ang lilikhain nila. Yes, she was fantasizing about him over the years. She couldn't forget the night they once shared a decade ago. And she admitted to liking him. But now, she was having second thoughts. What she felt wasn't just a simple like anymore; it was more than that. Lust. Hunger. Desire. She wanted him.

Natawa siya sa sinabi ko. "Magaling talaga ako ella. I want it prove that to you Sooner." "Di na kailangan." Napataas naman ang kanang kilay niya sa sinabi ko. "Really? Di na kailangan? I'll will make sure that you will beg to me that i doing it to you!" Inis niyang sabi sakin. "Napaka moody mo para kang sira." "You really look nice ella. Dazzling beauty in my eyes." Nakatingin lang ako ng seryoso sa kanya. Gusto kita ng sobra pero hindi maari.

I'm not conservative, but I don't want others to see her like this. Ginising ko na siya alam kong naiilang pa ito sa sitwasyon namin pero masaya akong makita siya. Kumain muna kami bago umuwi tahimik lang ito at kung magsalita man masungit, inaamin ko nakakairita ang taray niya pero mas gumaganda ito sa tuwing nagsusungit sya. Siguro dahil kahit masungit maganda ang facial expressions niya but her expression was better when I first got him. Pagkadating sa condo hindi ko na kinaya ang pagod at mabilis akong nakatulog.

“I already told her I like her. So what exactly are you trying to prove?” For a moment, parehong natahimik sina Cedric at Klaus. Mukhang hindi nila inaasahan na ganoon kadali kong sasabihin iyon. Wala na rin naman akong dahilan para itago pa. I had already confessed to Cassandra, and I was now waiting for her answer. Whether she would allow me to court her or not was no longer something I could control. All I could do was give her the time and space to decide without forcing her into anything.

I’m craving for her, no I’m desiring her! Napahawak ako sa aking dibdib, napakalakas ng tibok ng aking puso at alam ko sa sarili ko kung ano iyon dahil hindi ako tanga. Wala akong ibang gustong gawin kundi ang mapasakin siya. Handa kong gawin ang lahat para lang makuha ko siya. ~~~~

Matapos ang isang mabigat at nakabibinging katahimikan, muling nagsalita si Tres—ngunit ngayon ay mababa, malamig, at mapanganib ang kanyang tinig. “Let her live.” Saglit siyang tumingin muli sa larawan bago itinuon ang tingin kay Atreus. “And I command you to look after her—starting from now on.” Isang mapanganib na ngiti ang sumilay sa kanyang labi. “She’s mine.”

The faint trace of sunscreen on her skin, glowing like she carried the sun itself. I rub a hand over my face. Damn it, Damian. A soft exhale escapes me. I wanted her. Not merely wanted, I needed her. For a single, reckless moment, I wanted to pull her close right there on the shoreline, press her against me, feel every inch of that warmth… Every instinct in my body shouted the same thing "Claim her" But I stopped myself. Because wanting her is already dangerous. but acting on it, especially now, especially this early, would be catastrophic. She deserves more than a moment of weakness. She deserves my discipline, my patience, and my respect.

I know it's too much to ask, for him to love me so I only ask him to want me, to desires me. But it won’t happen. He’s looking for a fvckbuddy whose body is sexy like a bottle. I have that but I don’t have posture of woman like the goddess of beauty and sexual desire. I’m just a woman who is a manang to his eyes. I want you to desire me. I want you to crave me.

Wala siyang maramdamang pagmamadali sa bawat kilos nito. Sana knew that Klyde is going to kiss her. She can see the burning desire in his eyes. A part of her is telling her to stop him from doing it so. Pero wala siyang ginawa. She just allowed him to do what he wants to do, after all, her heart was now pounding so hard. She is dying to know how it feels to be kissed by him so passionately.

out of it flew a little canary, just like the others, who cried: 'I am thirsty; give me something to drink. Great was the disappointment of Desire. However, he was determined not to let this bird fly away; so he took up some water in the palm of his hand and held it to its beak. Scarcely had the canary drunk when she became a beautiful girl, tall and straight as a poplar tree, with black eyes and a golden skin. Desire had never seen anyone half so lovely, and he stood gazing at her in delight. On her side she seemed quite bewildered, but she looked about her with happy eyes, and was not at all afraid of her deliverer.