Dream Of Gluttony Novels & Stories

She pulled away and looked at me "My dream" "Come on, are you blaming yourself now? His death must have been a coincidence with your dream" I tried to believe as much as possible. "Let's go home" *** "Lunch is ready sweetie" mom called and I jumped out smiling. She carried a tray of cookies in her hands, walking towards me but she suddenly jerked and the tray fell off her hands to the floor, the cookies lettered all over her feet.

“Sloth could drain the poison out completely, but he’s asleep. And he doesn’t like being woken up.” My eyes fluttered open, the agony ebbing away. The arch of my back loosened, my legs no longer trembling. I could finally breathe. I pushed to my feet, testing my weight, and managed a smile. “Thank you.” Gluttony rolled his eyes. “Don’t thank me. It’s just the privilege of being the heir. I wouldn’t lift a finger for anyone else.” We spoke a little longer before one by one they slipped back into the shadows, leaving only Envy and Lust behind. Lust was already drifting toward sleep, his pout still on his lips.

All I could do was picture how that scene in the kitchen should have finished, if I didn't push him off of me and run away. The dirty things I dreamed about last night, should have been a crime. God, my whole existence should be a crime. I had dreams of Dante's face in between my legs as he devoured my needy cunt inside-out. Then I had dreams of Dante shoving his monstrous cock into my mouth and speaking such dirty things to me, that it made me cum. The icing on the cake was the way Dante pried my legs apart and shoved his thick cock inside of me before completely ruining me on that kitchen counter and eventually releasing his seed and having it spill out of me.

Once he started stealing the money, he bought extravagant cars and jewelry for his wife, that one was pride, and the excessive obsession with wealthy items was gluttony. His reason for the materialistic things was jealousy and desire to be like the men at the top of the firm, Joseph wanted his name to be on the sign outside of the building, and he thought that having money was the way to get there, that was envy. The only thing left was wrath, which I was only waiting for to be able to send him to where he belongs.

He seemed to be fading. “I’ll see you again, Jennah.” The buzzing grew louder. Jennah opened her eyes. Her alarm clock was going off. She reached over and slapped a hand on the snooze button and then focused to make sure she was in her room. She blew out a breath and tried to shake the fog from her mind. That explained a few things. The dream was so real, but not at the same time. Too bad, really. That man, Dominic, her mind had invented was quite nice to look at. No more chocolate caramel popcorn for you before bed, she thought as she slowly sat up.

Without a word, he grabs a spoon, dips it into my yogurt, and licks it like he owns the damn thing. “You like having me here.” His eyes gleam as he scoops another bite, this time slower. He knows exactly what he’s doing to me. I arch a brow. “In your dreams.” He leans against the counter, gaze dragging over my body with zero shame. “I’ve had those dreams,dolcezza. You were a lot less clothed in them.” I roll my eyes, turning away before he sees the evidence of the heat crawling up my neck and the grin tugging at the corner of my mouth. “You’re delusional.”

In the depths of slumber, my dreams became a canvas where my mind painted vivid images of the day's events. Within the realm of dreams, the scenes unfolded, replaying the moments of tension and longing. I saw Beatrice's eyes filled with hurt, her confusion mirroring my own. The kiss between her and Alpha Duncan haunted my subconscious, stirring once again a mix of jealousy, anger, and longing within me.

ew urghhh I shouldn't have thought about it at ALL. I climbed up the wall as I used to and went inside the egg after checking that no other monster was seen. The corpse of the dragon was still here. All along I was thinking if gluttony will work on the dragon. One way to find out. Gluttony! [Failed]

PROLOGUE There is a place on Eidolon that stands five stories tall. Beyond locked doors, dreams dreamt no more, the tenants await their fall. And on this day on “Eye-da-lon,” which waits five stories tall, vindication sweet feeds the hunger replete as the walls inside whisper Let’s eat.

- he looked away to the forgotten honey on top of the sink, before looking at her again, with an even more lascivious smile - Do you have any idea why I like to call your pussy honey pot? Missy shook her head, feeling her cheeks tingle with red. - It's not the first time you've made me hard in a kitchen. – he told her, pressing her against the bench until she could feel his cock, still covered by his pants, perfectly aligned between her thighs – It happened over a year ago, when I was still a complete idiot. I was trying to distract myself from your presence while we were having a family Sunday lunch, so I walked into the kitchen and... You were there, helping my mom make dessert... And you