Goddess Passion Twists Novels & Stories

I enclosed on her and wrapped my arms around her waist pressing her back on my hard body. I kissed her neck and she moaned but when her back fully rested on me and my huge hard-on pressed on her ass she immediately jolt up and stepped away from me like someone who just woke up from a dream. "Kane I'm dead serious this time, leave this room because if I return and still see you here I'm calling Passion guards immediately and you don't want to be forever banned from Passion for breaking one of their rules do you?" she asked but didn't wait for any reply as she went inside the room bathroom to shower. Actually, I know how serious the matter will be once she calls on the Passion guard. Breaking

In a fit of rage, the goddess of prosperity rushed towards Seductra with a raised fist, and poured out all the venom she’d been harbouring towards her. “You are the goddess of seduction, and I don’t give a damn if you and all your girls aren’t satisfied with all the men you’ve seduced in your territory, neither do I care if you desire men in Africa. But let me tell you something, nothing and I repeat nothing is going to stop Mr Taribo’s initiation…” She stopped abruptly as Seductra planted a kiss on her lips, while holding her chin tenderly. “Your breathing is too…hard,” she whispered, while turning around swiftly and returning to the seat, she’d earlier appeared in. She soon sat down after

I felt like my middle name was power… Just at that thought alone, that old power that still sat inside of me coiled and looking down at my clasped hands, I wondered what strength I had and what I could do with it… Fire, as I had once read about, was paired with passion, hope, rebirth, and resurrection, but it also meant evil things such as Hell, anger, destruction, and hatred. Did Goddess mean this fiery power of mine as the good or as the bad? “This would commence as soon as we have your word, your Majesty. Today, tomorrow, whenever we could have your blessing to do so.”

The Fiery Flame collided in front of the tornado, and within seconds, it was being put off. 'What?' Goddess Apollo shuddered, and her mind was in a buzz. She lost the confidence that she initially had and started to panic. She used eighty percent of her divine power to form the Fiery Flame, but it was put out by Tarrasque effortlessly. At the same time, Darryl secretly frowned in shock. 'Tarrasque is indeed powerful. It extinguished Goddess Apollo's Fiery Flame effortlessly.' "Heh!" As Goddess Apollo was shocked, Tarrasque smirked, flapped its wings, and erupted toward Goddess Apollo.

When he taps into my powers his eyes glow silver. You’re accessing my power How do you know? Trust me I shouldn’t be… we can’t The Goddess wouldn’t allow it to happen if she truly didn’t want you to. Can’t you feel her? I don’t know what I feel, it’s just warm and soothing That’s her. That’s her love, her blessing Are you certain? I am

His manly statue and his scent of vertiver, It made him alluring to Atarah. She launched herself to him for a deep, passionate kiss, he pulled away from her slowly and she uncontrollably let out a soft moan and he smirked. "So, did you miss me?" He asked and Atarah palpably lied. "Hardly." "My Ari is now a liar, maybe you need a spanking." He said with a gentle whisper and Atarah giggled. "Maybe, I have been a........ bad girl." Her whisper made him aroused and he lifted her right leg towards his hip, she could feel his erection as it poke her pleasure spot.

The moon goddess would never make two brothers mates as it was incest in her eyes and they was the scent of a female wolf clinging to the air, even sharper than the twins but I couldn't pinpoint who had that scent. Rowan had come to me, complaining that he had this feeling that his wife was cheating in him as he wasn't her first person. I comforted him saying he was just being paranoid because of his affair outside his home but when I saw his wife, The supposedly fragile girl that was given in marriage to Rowan, I thought otherwise. The peculiar scent radiating off her was the same scent I had caught in the field and there was no denying it. Being able to catch scents was a gift from the god

She could not have been communicating with me through my thoughts and my mind. And if she was indeed Ezza, what was the sorcery that she has tried to put me on? How come I was hearing her voice inside my head? How was it possible that she was here, and she knows me, and basically said that "I am her and she is me"? However, I was guessing that the woman had noticed the confused look on my face because she answered my unfinished question and did something unpredictable and disquieting. "No, dear, I am not her, but I am a very close one—" the woman then slowly sank to her knees with her fisted left arm over her right chest, as she bows her head and she said, "we've been waiting for you for so

“I looked for you; I searched every corner of this earth just to find you; I did everything to have you back but you were cruel and left me for dead; you didn't leave a trail for me to follow.” She shuts her eyes, as if she’s holding her eyes from lashing out, and then opens them. "Please don’t do this, Vances.” I laugh again and suddenly, I lose control of the beast that has been dormant inside of me for so many years. The pheromones around me shift domineering and my eyes lose their green color; in place was a vibrant red and a sinister smirk on my face. “It will be over my dead body to watch you walk out of here with my pups, Ahvi.”

And in that space where passion reigned supreme, Amelia and Gabriel surrendered to a love that defied all odds. Gabriel's hands, a concoction of strength and tenderness, traced the curve of Amelia's spine, descending with a slow, deliberate path that set her skin ablaze. Her breath hitched, caught in the tumultuous storm of sensation his touch wrought within her. She pressed closer, her own hands skimming over the taut lines of his muscular back, feeling the power of the wolf beneath. "Gabriel," she breathed out, her voice a mix of wonder and want. The intensity of her own desire surprised her, a wild craving she'd never known herself capable of.