I Keep Craving Craving Novels & Stories

If I were in her shoes, I'd hate me too. "Is it a craving? Do you want more?" "No. This is enough. Hand me the ice cream" he looks at me as if I'm crazy "What?" "Is there anything we can do about those cravings? Ice cream is not healthy for you" "The doctor said it'll pass once I give birth. That's three more months"

Theo finally says and I nod. I don't know why but I want to eat another chocolate now. I wasn't like this and something is wrong with me. Humans term this as cravings and usually have these at random times. I wasn't like this so it feels different now. "Focus please! You are a master of zoning out" Theo reminds me. Well, that I am. "So, I guess I found my second chance mate. I don't know who she is. But she is here," he says and now I am intrigued.

There was no anger, no coldness, no jealousy. Just… concern. I let out a shaky breath, feeling my chest ache. “I… I’m having a craving,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. His eyebrows furrowed, his head tilting slightly. “A craving?” I nodded, feeling my cheeks heat up. “Yeah. It’s… it’s really strong. I couldn’t sleep because of it.” Blaze’s lips twitched, a small smile forming. “And that’s why you came here?”

I wanted more, No I craved for more, way much more. I subconsciously clutched a handful of his clothes and tugged at it. I wanted him, I need him to be closer, no, not just closer, I needed to feel his naked skin pressed directly against mine. I frantically kissed him back to show just how much I needed him at the moment, just how much my body craved his touch. I crave him so hungrily that I do not have any control over myself. Rurac...what exactly have you done to me?

"I am. Always. I'm hungry for you. I crave you all the time." "I crave you, too, Daddy." "Tell Daddy what you want him to do. I want to hear you use your words."

My mouth watered, a surge of saliva betraying my sudden craving as I imagined the warm, earthy flavors and the satisfying crunch of the veggies. The TV chef's voice was a soothing melody as they described the preparation, each step weaving into my senses, amplifying the craving into a near tangible desire. I sighed, my inner foodie wrestling with the practicality of a grocery run. The prospect of leaving the comfort of my home seemed daunting, yet the tantalizing image on the screen urged me on.

Much later after having lunch, A sudden craving hits me. Pastries from the patisserie across the street are calling my name. I tried to think of something else but the craving is stuck to me like glue. I keep imagining biting into the buttery, melt-in-your-mouth flaky goodness with its perfect crust. What is life without a bit of sweetness? I think to myself. For one dangerous minute, I think about just going out without telling anyone. It's a few blocks away no one needs to know.… but then Sanity returns I will not make it out of the door before Brandon or Gabe catches me.… They would never approve, and they would have guards around me in an instant before I even made it across the pavement

I did not dare to be reckless anymore, afraid that something even more embarrassing would happen. "Gerald, I want ice cream." "Suck my ice cream." "No-no-no! It's not good. Come on, I want all the ice cream flavors. Hurry, I'm craving!" "Craving or want to be alone?" "Cravings." I feel like someone has cravings, so much to eat ice cream. I've never had cravings before, but it feels like I'm having a heavy craving. ••• We arrived at a tavern. With enthusiasm and half running, I will buy up all the ice cream, somehow I want to eat chocolate flavored ice cream. Usually, I'm not really interested in chocolate.

Why was I suddenly craving him? "Craving him?" I laughed hard at my thoughts. I was craving someone I had just met hours earlier? This must be madness. I continued preparing the Takoyaki to get my mind off him. It worked for a while but after, I couldn't resist it. The Takoyaki was finally done, and my mouth watered. The cravings I had initially came crawling back. The cravings that woke me up from bed, the cravings that made me skip work and go to the store to get the ingredients. The cravings that made me meet Zac.

Another thing I hate is the cravings that come, for one I really don't like chocolate, the bars but I don't mind cakes and milkshakes and stuff like that but here I am crying in front of the fridge for it. My phone rings on the counter and I turn to look at it, I answer it sniffing out a hello. "Hello?" "Rina are you okay?" Just hearing his voice makes me cry much more than I was, fucking hormones. "K." "Baby, what's wrong?" I sob into the phone, he called me 'baby'. This is pathetic, damn you mother nature! "I want chocolate and I don't have any." "If it's chocolate you want I'll bring some over right now okay?"