Forbidden Thirst Novels & Stories

It was the reason why when Epic asked me if she could spend the night at her friend's house, I could not argue. It was midnight and I was in my bed. I couldn't sleep because of that weird feeling and was pretty much just tossing around. All of a sudden, my breath became heavier as if someone had put a heavy rock on my chest. It felt like my heart was about to burst. I was overwhelmed with a strange hunger. My throat seemed to shrink in itself and a burning sensation started to bloom at the walls of my throat. It felt more like thirst than hunger. A forbidden thirst. I didn't realize when I went into the kitchen to calm the hunger or better should I say to quen

18+ content, User Discretion requested, contains sexual content, abuse, violence, and self-harm. THIS IS A WORK OF FRICTION. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO A PERSON REAL OR DEAD OR ANY EVENT IS COINCIDENTAL. All rights reserved. No part of this story shall be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the permission of the author. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME. --------------------------------------------------------- Daisy’s POV I am waiting in my room, sitting on the bed, waiting for my customer to come in.

**** THEON Amorphous shapes were spotted on my temple and even to my whole body when I managed to free myself from those people who tried to kill me. They were all girls, and I was so scared. So, I ran, ran and ran, praying that they could spare my life just once because I had to fulfil my parents’ dream and that was to produce a baby. When I stopped just take a moment to breathe, these group of girls, which looked like witches, chased after me again and I had to run for myself and the only thing that motivates me to live was the dream of my parents.

Is she okay at all? It was so frustrating. How did she fall into a forbidden love? A love that can never be accepted and can only bring her pains. She thought drinking alcohol will make her forget her worries, that's what she always hear. Today is the first day she has ever taken alcohol and she realized that what she heard was a lie. Seeing Ryan, she wasn't able to control herself, all she wanted is him. Without thinking twice, she kissed him

She read the words one after the other; as her finger touched a part of the words, a secret hole opened, revealing a large book. Chloe was standing behind her, curious of what's happening She carried it, blow on it as the book was covered in dust. Chloe handed her a cloth and dusted it with it. The first thing her eye catches was the words on the front cover, "Forbidden" She read slowly.

Maya was trying to drink her juice when she choked on the juice, I quickly handed her a tissue to clean her lips, “You sly bitch,” she said in between coughs, “You said to have fun, I was just trying to before Daniel appeared. Which I do not regret by the way,” Chuckling, “you sure did have fun….” She immediately stopped and turned to me with a serious face, “have you ever thought of threesome with Daniel and Lorenzo?” Shocked, “what?” “I know, I know. But think about it, it will mind blowing,” I couldn't help but laugh at her stupid thought, “well too bad none of them will accept,”

The hate that Ambrose had for me was just intense that he’s willing to beat the shit out of me but now, that hatred just morphed itself into something beautiful. I brought myself to the fridge and it looked relatively small compared to the fridge that Ambrose had. I grabbed some orange juice hoping to quench this dryness that I have in my throat. I drank one whole glass and I still feel exemplary thirsty. I poured another glass and gulped it like I’ve been deprived of any liquid for the longest time. I still wanted more after finishing the whole glass but I feel like my stomach’s about to burst. I ended up having to tolerate this dehydration that’s been physically making me uncomfortable. I

Chapter Seven: Under The Table Sins, Part One It was not there before and I knew very well what the solid growth which had paid my unsuspecting back a visit. ///////////////////////////////////////////////// Thirst. Of all the feelings I thought would favour me in this beguiling moment, the most peculiar, strongly vied to be the most dominant. Thirst. My throat was dry and in need of a deposit of moisture, but it was not parched. Water was not what I needed.

But Phobos binds me to him not enabling me to do so. "Stay. Just a few more seconds." He states as I gag and choke on his spurting blood unable to consume all of what is seeping whilst my ears catch the content gulps of my male who drinks me up. My parched sore throat gathers more of his rejuvenating serum that glides down the inner walls to soothe me, the taste of him is so gratifying that a compulsive need to keep drinking provokes me. "Theia, that is enough."

The waiter asked, glancing at the prince. "I-I'm not allowed to eat at this time." Tierra mumbled quietly. Damien ignored her. "Two plates of roasted meat. Some vegetables, also." The waiter nodded and walked away. When Damien glanced at Tierra, her eyes were wide. "What? What's wrong?" "I'm not allowed to eat meat. All the slaves aren't allowed to eat meat." She said. Damien sighed, "Like i said, I do what I want." He said. When their food came, Tierra first took a hesitant bite from the meat, then another, then another. She fell in love and ate like she hadn't eaten in days.