Her Own Desire Novels & Stories

She rejected it at first but Nathan insisted on her taking the phone. She have always wanted to be independent. Only that way she can prove her sisters and parents wrong. The new her is strong and different. She knows what she wants and she will get it. She's not a failure like they told her she was anyways. She threw the blanket from her body and jumped out of the bed making her way into the bathroom. Modeling can be a toilsome job but what can she do? That's where her dream and passion lies. She did her business in there and came out to find two maids patiently waiting for her.

It was actually a unicorn with a rainbow ribbon draped around him and a message written on it, 'I am a winner'. Indeed he was a winner. Noah was a winner. And everyone out there who stood their fears and faced them courageously, and came out strong in front of the world are all winners. We must unleash our desires with passion. We don't have to change ourselves for anyone.We are who we are born. We are who we want to be. We are the writers of our own destinies.And we shall write it without giving up. THE END.

It was down to her waist but I was not sure because she was lying flat on the floor and I was on top of her. Her soft slender hand gripped my forearm, my muscles rippled at her contact. She was more beautiful than the description of Aphrodite and Psyche. She parted her soft luscious lips when my sculpted chest shifted against her soft feminine front. I smirked at her. Fuck! I want to have her. I want to feel the taste of those plum little petals which were her lips.

I let out a bitter smile escape my lips. She smiled. "Maybe this next man can help you," she mentioned I don't know if I would be happy to what she said because for the moment, I thought to myself that maybe I could just do this on my own. I looked at her. "Should I really need other's help for my revenge?" I asked her emotionally. "Maybe I don't need others, Silver." "You wanna be independent and start on your own?" she asked genuinely with a coy smile on his lips. "That's a great decision."

As if what just happened was just something she had no idea about. I was disappointed. My mood was turned off when I saw the way she got off me. She was acting like the one who just touched her was some kind of parasite. She hurriedly dressed well, covering all those lovely peaches. I looked at the way she was trying to cover everything. Like I haven’t seen them. I wanted to have her but it looked like I had to wait for the right time again. My decision back on the island was worth it. I do not know why I felt so attached to her, all that I wanted was for her to be mine now.

She watched as I picked at the now tasteless food on the plate and didn't leave. I couldn't help but speak again.. "Tell me, Gladys, are you a lesbian? Is that why you're so obsessed with me? I need to know the real reason." Gladys let out a chilling laugh, the sound bouncing off the cold walls. "You think this is about attraction? No, Tiffany, this is about the power I see in you. You possess something that I don't, something intangible yet desirable. And I want it for myself, I so want it."

The visions sharpened all three at once. Dead together. Alive but scarred. Alone and free. Maybe none of them are fully accurate. Maybe all of them are real in some corner of possibility. My throat burned. “I don’t want any of them,” I said. “I know,” she said. “I want—” My voice broke. I swallowed hard. “I want us. All of us. Alive. Free. Whole.” “That desire,” she said softly, “is what she has been feeding on. And what she fears most.”

I'm curious to find out what her deepest desires are. "I like to watch." I move a little beneath her, like I'm uncomfortable telling her my secrets. "I like being watched." I can feel her hardening underneath the lace of my underwear. "Sometimes, I like multiple women." Of course I do. "Sometimes, I like tying a woman up and treating them like my own personal fuck toy." I'm turning her on, now remembering what we did on the island. "Sometimes, I like being the one being used." Just thinking about the ways I could use and abuse her, she bites her lip. "What do you desire, Ava?"

She decided to look through her suitcase which she brought from home. After a while of searching, she settled for blue jeans and white short sleeve top. She got dressed and laid on the bed waiting for Ava's or anyone's arrival. She was starting to get bored so she decided to take a walk. She slightly opened her door and stepped out of her room looking north and south. She stood outside her room deciding which way to go. She turned left but decided against it and turned right where she's instantly hit in the face by a hard surface. For the second time. She gently rubbed her forehead and took some steps back.

What you really want? I want to lose myself, she said it quickly, as if shed thought about it countless times already. I want to forget the world exists and just feel. Thats good. What else? I sat behind her and waited for her to answer. I dont I dont know what you mean. She turned her head in the direction shed heard my voice and waited for an answer. How do you want to go about achieving that nirvana? I said the words softly, to hypnotize her, to relax her. Do you want me to spank you, to beat you into subspace? To the very edge of your limits?