Novel & Cerita Destructive Desires

And my new granddaughter. And my crush. But that's not... no. It's not really a crush, like I said. Every time I look at her I have the desire of breaking her. Of having her in a state of anguish only I can fix. Daisy is a twisted desire I have, and Doctor Terrance told me to stay away from those. I don't have the privilege of following my desires or needs because I'm not a normal man. I don't have the correct settings in my brain and I don't know when to stop consuming something I like. I would not be able to keep it casual or good, I would break her for real until there was nothing left.

The tendrils of rage coiled around his thoughts, constricting reason and nurturing the dark desires that thrived within his twisted psyche. Retreating deeper into the blackened embrace of the forest, he vowed to dismantle the fragile tapestry of their happiness. He would become the unseen malevolence that plagued their dreams, whispering nightmares into the ear of their fragile love. No longer would their unity be a bastion of strength; he would reduce it to ashes, casting their bond into the chasms of despair.

"I am worried about myself hafiz, For how long are we going to continue with this clandestine relationship you know deeply inside you that you and i can never be together because seriously hafz i want my own family, a family i can look up to, i am 25 i am not getting any younger, how sure am i that you are'nt living your happy life with your wife, maybe i am thé only one killing myself over this relationship maybe my mum is right i should just Forget about you and move on, your mum is just a selfish woman putting her own désire before her only son need, what type of mother does tha...." "Don't speak about my mum that way."i snap.

The questions swirled around me like a maelstrom, threatening to engulf me in a tidal wave of uncertainty and despair. As I struggled to make sense of Damien's words, a sickening realization dawned upon me—the true extent of Rose's depravity and the depths of her depraved desires. It was a horrifying revelation, one that filled me with a sense of revulsion and disgust at the mere thought of being used as a pawn in her twisted game of manipulation and control.

Contempt “I want you to leave Deimos standing– alone– before God and Man once again.” Disgust “I want you to break all the little pieces of himself that he's gathered over the years.” Hate “I want you to kill Deimos Escarrá, once and for all.”

This terrifying, exhilarating, completely inappropriate thing that had been building between us since the moment he'd walked into that rehearsal hall. "You don't understand," I said desperately. "I have contracts, endorsement deals, a reputation—" "I understand perfectly." Finn's voice was quiet now, which somehow made it worse. "You're so terrified of losing the life you've built that you're willing to sacrifice any chance at happiness to protect it." "That's not fair."

They hide things, bury them under layers of charm, control, and silence. I leaned back slightly, my gaze distant as a quiet bitterness settled in. Some people are heartless. To want something so badly that you are willing to take it, even when it does not belong to you. Even when it costs someone else everything. Even when it means destroying lives without looking back. That is not just desire. That is something darker, something that does not care about consequences.

A surge of desire pulses through my body. I shift back so his hand falls off of my body. He looks at me. “Why do you want to deny what we both feel?” “I admit the desire is there, but at what cost to me? You bring only pain and sadness into my life,” I say. If I’ve learned nothing, I’ve learned that desire is not love, it is not commitment, and it is not loyalty. It can also be a liar that leads you far away from what is good for you.

Arya please stop crying or am gonna cry too," Christie said using her thumb to clean her tears. How about Ronald, have you told him about it? Josh asked. No, but I think he's feeling more than I do, it's almost impossible for him to hide it even when our parents are present, guys this is really bad because it isn't just a normal attraction, this is deeply erotic, dark feelings, sexual cravings, I have wet dreams about him all the time, i get wet at little contact with him, I always imagine how it feels to have him inside of me and..... Ewww, stop, just stop already Arya, it's making me wanna puke right now no offence though, but this is really bad, it's incest, I can't believe this is happen

I wanted to possess her, to make her mine in every way. The thought of her screams sent shivers down my spine like a fucking melody I long to orchestrate. I didn't even like music. I imagine hurting her, breaking her, watching the light dim in her eyes. And then, I would caress her, soothe the pain I inflicted, whisper sweet nothings as if they could erase the terror. It was a twisted dance, this need to both destroy and protect, to inflict agony and then cradle her in my arms. She was becoming my ultimate desire, and I was lost in the labyrinth of my own mind, where the lines between desire and annoyance blurred.