God Of Lust And Destruction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

God, he looked like he wanted to devour me. “You have a girlfriend,” I whispered, the words bitter on my tongue even as my pussy throbbed traitorously. “I know.” “Then why are we here?” He looked at me then — really looked — and the raw hunger in his eyes made my clit pulse. “I don’t know anymore.” His hand slid onto my thigh, pushing under the hem of my short skirt. “My only regret is going two years without a taste of you.” His fingers crept higher, brushing the soaked crotch of my black panties. I whimpered, hips twitching forward involuntarily.

She turned her back to me and talked. "You know what made it worse for me to get so insecure of you? It's that there were more than two people that were crazy about you. It's like you have your harem. If it is only possible to marry all four then you could have done it. I hated your lust because whenever you show a little interest any man would kneel in front of you as if you are a goddess. But no! You are just an old hag who's hungry for attention! You are whore! And right now, I can't wait to see you dead!"

he said, and while I dimly wondered if I had told him I was angry, he continued, "Valleyfield Pack may be in danger if she decides to react and take vengeance." I sat forward in my seat and looked at Ray with angry eyes. "She'll be crazy to attempt it." "That woman is crazy, Donald. Very crazy," he murmured, and a tingle went up my spine. What had the goddess dragged me into? JULIE Getting to my Rogue territory, my head banging with a series of pain and anger. I really wish I didn't go to the club last night. All this wouldn't have happened. Why was I in the influence of alcohol to the extend of leading me to have sex with that Alpha. The last thing I really want is a mate, but if the goddes

She defended and Pearce laugh hysterically. " Yes, I didn't deny that." Pearce say as he glance at the young boy, Martin who was trying to look away from him. He scoff as he raised his brows back at her. "Margarita." He called and she gave a listening look. "Go prepare, you will be welcoming a mistress soon " He tell and Margarita widened her eyes, shocked! All she wants, was to be his only lover, though it shatters ever since he started hating her for giving birth. But now that he wants to invite a stranger to be her mistress.

Decus laughed. He liked the spectacle that was going on here. He put his hand on Godric's head, his claws digging into his scalp. The blood slowly seeped into the priest's hair and he groaned again in pain. It felt like he was being dazed with pain. "It won't be long my servants and you will be able to wallow in the darkness! With Lucifer's death our era will arise! I will make everyone suffer! I am Lord Gehenna and a God!"

This is the most ridiculous question he ever heard about him as a God of war. “What? Why do I want to do that? I’m a god of war, not an idiot god who has a screw loose in the head like those evil gods such as the god of slaughter, the god of the massacre. Hell, even they didn’t have a self-destructive tendency to destroy themselves and their followers by putting themselves in conflict with a strong god who they fully knew could kill them with one slap. Do I look like a masochist to you?” Mars asks back with a face that has the word “What the hell are you talking about?” over all of his faces.

Each would carry a piece of her memory, her burden, her understanding. "Wait," Creation said suddenly through Thomas. "What about Destruction?" We'd forgotten the eighth aspect—the unplanned consequence of violent splitting. Destruction stood apart, neither anchored nor fully conscious, entropy given form but not direction. "Destruction can't be imprisoned," the goddess said. "It exists to unmake, including imprisonment itself." "Then what—" "Destruction stays free," Luna said quietly. "The failsafe. If the imprisoned aspects corrupt, Destruction unmakes them before they can abuse power."

Daphne's POV She told me he had pushed her off a cruise ship after a successful operation. She made it clear that he was in his senses when he did it. He must have been blinded by his greed for money. Did he even think twice that it was his wife? He just--- It's really a mean thing to be selfish, I think he really deserves death. Yes he does, and I will be the poison chalice to fulfill that. He's a lunatic who can't control his lust.

I plead. He scoffs, retracting his fangs as he looks out at the expansive view. “You’re a fucking asshole, Jartre. Doesn’t matter how much time passes you still find new ways to fuck with my life and the lives of those around me. You’re truly the God of Destruction because you destroy everything you touch.”

Yet, as soon as her eyes shut, a haunting image invaded the darkness behind her eyelids. In the void of her closed eyes, a pair of dark brown eyes flashed, she can never forget the look, he looked different, and he looked vicious. If there was any expression was reflecting in his eyes then it was LUST, only Lust. It’s been an hour; Aurora stood under the water, trying to wash away all the bad memories from mind, but every time she closed her eyes all she can see his lustful gaze roaming all around her naked body and nothing. Those eyes she can’t remove from her fucking brain as if it got written permanently inside her brain. The way his gaze roam around her naked body was something she didn’