Empire Of Desire Novels & Stories

She had long dark hair, but that’s all I remember. Playing over the event in my head has caused blood to pump into my manhood. I don’t want it. That wasn’t what I was trying to do. I want Ava, not Sophia. The idea that thoughts of another woman causing a physical reaction in me is frustrating. The demon wants out, he wants his turn. I try pleasing myself with thoughts of Ava, but it isn’t working. I can’t be with anyone else, it just can’t happen. As I struggle with my desire, Ava’s ringtone goes off. She’s calling me. Maybe she can sense I’m thinking of her.

It was hot and muggy weeks from Golden Valle to Lovecraft County hot days when little left their homes only if necessary and even more important the daily work and those days when the sun was so hot and radioactive that normal was the most boring. Several people disappeared among indigents and homeless people a new drug was floating through the streets and the clown of crime himself walked through the shadows young and adults ran through the alleys. They were looking for the drug called Desire which they said revealed their greatest desires and would not wake up anymore it was a hallucinogenic drug. What induced those who used it to reveal and use the greatest desires and that in their dream

Everyone wanted to know the guy with no expression on his lower face and a black mask covering his upper face who could dance too well to be a mafian. Curiosity. That's what is going to make them so invested. That's what is going to make me so announced. I, Ariel Winter D'Angelo, the next ruler of the Empire. I'd finally gotten what I wanted. What I spent 12 years of my life targeting. My hand went to my leg in that instant and I swiftly removed the knife which I had placed there in the restroom. With the last beautiful and glorious turn, I pulled closer to The Viper's chest and sent the knife in.

his voice is seductive. Anastashia closed her eyes as if she didn't like what he said. She was right, even after many years passed, her desire for this man was still there. Even though she had been angry for a longer time now, the heat in her body prevailed more. As if in an instant, everything disappeared and it was replaced by an overwhelming desire for Arthuro. Anastashia, will you stop yourself? She asked herself. "Stop being yourself, Arthuro!" she insists but she was just lying to herself.

Every chapter had mattered. But none of them had defined me alone. Pierce found me there as the sun began to set. “You came here for the ending,” he said. “No,” I replied. “For the truth.” “And what is it?” I looked out across the water. “That the empire was never the company.” He nodded slowly. “What was it then?” I turned toward him, smiling gently. “The empire was the woman who refused to disappear.” We walked back home under a sky painted with the last colors of sunset.

"At least not without it being in my control. - He said. - I'm a crazy and bored old man, in which for having challenged the four great emperors, all because for them it should be fun not being able to feel the pleasure of the flesh, the pleasure of life, I just need to feel the pleasure, something I can't. - He said. - I desired immortality, I arrived with the armies of that foolish emperor who dared to think that I would help him, I faced the four great emperors, they saw my power, they saw my potential, instead of rewarding me for my talent, they cursed me, me, and my followers. - Instead of simply being immortal, they created a prophecy, yes, I am immortal, but I cannot feel the pleasure

He deliberately moved his hips slowly, teasingly. It was torture. Having what she wanted so close, but unable to enjoy it. "Daddy, please have mercy on me," she entreated, her gaze wanton, her tone lustful. "What kind of mercy?" he asked, still penetrating slowly. "The kind where I have no choice but to sing the songs of lust," she responded frantically. "Don't beat around the bush, Willie," he upbraided. "Daddy, have mercy on my cunt and give it the proper fuck it deserves," she clarified with a lustful gaze that didn't shy away from meeting his heated one.

Emperor Claus knew how it felt to be cheated on so he would never do it to Emery, who had to see her ex-husband being in love with another woman. Only then, Emery noticed that the emperor was once again lost in his own world of thoughts. She could not really tell what was bothering him, but there was one thing she could do. She approached him and intertwined her fingers on his before pulling him along with her until they reached the east wing of the mansion. “Your Imperial Highness,” she said as they halted in front of his room. “I will give my best shot in the competition… Only if you want me to be your empress. But if you want it to be someone else, then just tell me okay?”

I wrapped my legs around his hips, my back pressed against the wall as he drove back into me with a force that knocked the air from my chest. Our lips crashed together again, a desperate, hungry battle for air as he hit that deep spot inside me, over and over, until the room began to spin. “Look at me,” he commanded, his voice vibrating against my collarbone. I forced my heavy eyelids open. “You wanted this, Emma,” he rasped, driving himself even deeper. “You wanted to know what was under the suit. Now you know. There’s no going back to professional boundaries after this.” “I don’t… want to go back,” I sobbed, my head thumping against the wall with every heavy thrust.

I could pleasure her for days, savoring every drop of her essence, my thirst insatiable. Emily's head thrashed from side to side, her lustrous hair cascading around her flushed face. Her legs quivered uncontrollably, weakened by the intensity of her desire. Every inch of her skin seemed to emit a palpable heat, as if she were engulfed in an inferno, her body consumed by an internal blaze that threatened to consume her entirely. Beads of perspiration glistened on her forehead, evidence of the fervor coursing through her veins.