Hazbin Hotel Addict Novels & Stories

*** ~~~ CHANCÉ~~~ *** Since the last time River and I had sex, I’ve been thinking about that moment nonstop. I feel like a drug addict in withdrawal — conflicted, restless, and completely obsessed. Am I an addict? I don’t know, but if you can’t stay away from something and you obsess over it every second, then yeah… I guess I am. My drug is sex with River Dawson. I can’t stop craving it, so instead, I’m avoiding him.

''I really do not know Mia, I am confused,'' I answered, and that was the honest truth. ''I was confused'' Because right now, I am torn between the most dangerous man in this city, who has already claimed me for himself and who I am supposed to stay away from , and the good guy who ticks off all the boxes for me, but yet I find myself finding it hard to choose him. Xander's POV I was reading my daily briefs on my ipad whislt sipping on my whiskey as usual, when Xavier my annoying cousin walked in with huge grin on his face, I wanted to ignore him as I didn't have time for him right now but Xavier as always just wouldn't let me.

The sight was ravishingly tempting, urging him to do something sinful to her. Luca was tempted to be buried deep inside her, but he refrained from doing so. He didn't want to get her mad. She passed out on him last night so he was sure she would be pissed when she'd wake up but then again. When it came to her, he just couldn't get enough of her no matter how much he tried to control himself. She was such an addiction that it scares the f*ck out of him sometimes and yet again he was tempted to devour her all the time.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” “He destroyed my family,” Tiana said evenly. “And used your access to frame him.” A flicker of something—fear—passed through Marianne’s eyes. Vince saw it. “What did he have on you?” Silence. Then Marianne’s composure cracked like thin glass. “My son,” she whispered. The room stilled. “He has my son,” she continued, her voice trembling now. “Two years ago. A fake drug charge. Evidence that would put him away for fifteen years. Caldwell made it disappear… in exchange for favors.”

Something she was sure her father would notice. “There was an article in the US Weekly not a week ago about you and Elijah Stone with pictures of you in your love nest.” “Father, please. You know very well there’s nothing between Eli and me. He’s recovering from a serious addiction. He needs support from his friends.” Skyler glanced over at her. “It doesn’t matter what I know. The world believes you’re a party girl… again.” She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “The board knows I’m not.”

she directs that sharp gaze at me. We've fought over the pain pill issue since I came home. I saw so many guys get addicted to them. They used them to block the pain both physical and emotional, and then they couldn't live without them. I don't ever want that to be me. I already know from having a taste of Blaze, I have a fucking addictive personality. Even though I went on dates with other women while we were broken up, I did it to make her jealous in hopes it would show her she missed me. The truth? Since the moment I met her, there's never been anyone else for me except her.

Another one of my girls was found dead. This time, not at the club but at a client's house. They were seen leaving together. The next day his neighbor called the police on him because he was trying to assault her daughter. According to Sal, he was also unhinged. The same way Benito had been. Whatever shit he took made him check out completely. Doctors hadn't found anything in his bloodstream. At the moment, he is being held at the station while the cops are busy snooping around The Cloud. They think we are the ones circulating this mysterious drug that makes people lose their shit. Apparently, there are more cases involving the drug, and guess what? Most of the perpetrators have one thing in

“Every day you spend time in clubs, having sex, and even taking drugs.” “When you were hospitalized, who was waiting for you if not Hannah? Do you remember?” Hardin was silent. He didn't remember much about the time he was hospitalized while undergoing rehab for marijuana addiction. “I am the one who often takes him and accompanies him. He often forgets to eat, drink and even sleep. Do you know all that?” Hardin was still silent. His body felt weak. He didn't know how difficult his brother's life was because of him. “Not to mention Hannah feels the demands of your parents who want her to be perfect as the successor to the company.” Daniel sighed. Being friends since college made him know eve

Gosh, the obvious sexual tension between us is making things awkward. He picks up this shirt and turns to leave. "Did you see the drugs I left in your room?" "Yeah." I nod. "Thanks." "I'll be in my room." "Okay." I watch awkwardly as he picks up his shirt and walks away. 'Okay what was that?' I murmur letting out the breath I didn't realise I was holding. Vote and comment, please. Kisses 😘 ~Queen Ebony.

Just like earlier whilst heading to this university, I couldn't even concentrate on the road whilst she was in the car. Fuck!, she is intoxicating, she has become our drug and we have taken the drug so deep that we don't even know when we became addicted to it, damn. As my shaft thrusts in and out of her, it would always throb with excitement showing how intense pleasure I was getting and I was a few seconds away every time from cumming. She is so sweet, too damn sweet. And where this is heading to if she ever says she doesn't want it again I swear we would lock her up in a hidden room and pleasure her for our whole life and no one else.