He Couldn't Shake Off The Limerence Novels & Stories

Laura, who was chewing the food in her mouth, stared at Lim coldly, swallowing the food, after which her lips rose. "Why are you doing this?" She snapped, staring coldly at him. Lim chuckled, he knew deep down the girl would be furious at him. But he just can't spend a day without her. He might be a beast in the form of a human, but that doesn't mean his heart is cold as well. Later that night, he devoured her body. He couldn't get her out of his mind. It was an unbearable torture that he could not escape. Every piece of his breath reminded him of her!.

The memory of his touch lingered on my skin, leaving me craving more of his intoxicating presence. A smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I realized how much I enjoyed his unpredictable nature. The thrill of the unknown with him was both exhilarating and addicting. His dominance evoked both fear and excitement, awakening a passion within me that was previously unknown. I wrapped my body in a blanket, feeling the warmth of his lingering touch still present in the fabric. My mind was consumed by thoughts of him, longing for his swift return.

He thought she smelled irresistible, he saw her beauty as mesmerizing, he adored her but he didn't realize what had truly happened because he never expected it to happen again. " The other way" he heard Elora say, pulling him out of his thoughts. She was still shaking in his arms because even though she did not know it because he told her it doesn't itch, her body was indeed still itching and she was not aware of it because he has imprinted on her and she basically would do and think whatever he says.

I hovered just above his glowing skin, trying to imagine Asher’s warmth. I felt nothing, of course. Accidently, my thumb twitched and it vanished beyond the lines of the apparition, disappearing under the skin for just a moment. But it had been enough to remind me this wasn’t real. My apparitions couldn’t feel or touch or give off heat. It was an illusion, and I was a masochist for making it stay. For holding onto Asher when I should let him go. Lamar was nice. Courteous and patient. If I focused my heart on him instead, maybe I would have a chance at happiness, however slight.

The thought alone made my own cock ache, leaking pre-cum into my underwear. I dragged in a shaky breath, trying to yank myself from my thoughts. This was why what we had going on had to end. The obsession and the way I melted under his control, it was messing with my head, turning me into someone I barely recognized. But even as I told myself to pull away, my fingers tightened on his thigh, holding on just a second longer.

Yet, there's a part of me that longs to see him, to engage in the banter and the intoxicating dance we've grown accustomed to. I pause in my restless pacing, catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror. A wry smile tugs at the corner of my lips as I acknowledge the truth. Despite my attempts to convince myself otherwise, Lucien has an undeniable power over me. He's the epitome of a tantalizing enigma, a puzzle I can't resist trying to solve.

Cerci was clueless at that moment. Lt. Lorenz wanted to know what had happened that day when they tried to escape. Why he became blind? He has many thoughts in his mind. He knew, the only way to know the truth was to kiss Cerci again. Lorenz felt disgusted with those thoughts. He couldn’t afford to kiss a beast. But wait? He already had before. Yes, he remembers the Queen. Lorenz hated himself every time he remembers it. How could he afforded to have physical contact with a witch? He promised himself not to repeat the same tactics as long as he lives.

I had to turn my head away to avoid his burning gaze. He chuckled, I could still feel his eyes on me. I couldn't understand him. He was constantly messing me up. He treated me as his worker, but the way he looked at me was like a mental harassment! He kept confusing me, he made me blush, he made my heart pound frantically. I could no longer tell if I were fascinated by him because of the kissing spell, or if I were actually developing some feelings for him… and no matter how pathetic it all sounded, I was unable to make this process stop.

He asked, "Do you know why I can't forget you?" Lexie's voice was a little hoarse, totally different from her previous clearness. "Because the time is short!" Jim smiled. "Well, it's not because the time is short, but because if a person really falls in love with another person, he can keep her in mind for a lifetime. Love is like gambling. It’s often said that one will lose nine out of ten in a gamble. But I don't believe it. I keep betting on one person. I’m addicted when I win, and I want to get back all the things when I lose. You were tender to me, and I was addicted. I don’t know I’ve lost until that thing happened. But I’m reluctant to give up. I want to get everything back, do you un

Instead, he enjoyed watching her jumping like a kid with shoes in her hands. Here goes his promise to himself of not showing her his soft side. He was failing miserably but still for the first time in life it felt better than winning. "Only a celibate could resist her charms and he was nowhere near one. He can be called akin to only one person and that was himeros himself, the god of sexual desire or unrequited love."