I Keep Craving Craving Novels & Stories

I collapse on the floor, burning hot, dizzy—like my whole body is on edge, unraveling. “The hell, Sunshine? Talk to me. What the hell’s going on?” I look up at him, breathless, my palm against the cold tile. And just when I thought the nausea had passed, something worse hits— a craving. A very specific craving. My mouth goes dry. My tongue feels foreign. I blink, wide-eyed. “I’m craving red oranges,” I whisper. Of all things. Red. Freaking. Oranges.

He plunged his tongue in and swept through Evan’s whole mouth, and he caressed everywhere he had missed so much. “Fuck!” he cursed inside him as he captured Evans’ nibble tongue. How long had he tasted this tongue, how long had he craved to kiss this little mouth, to suck the tongue crazily, to do more to the young man? He wanted him… he had always wanted him so much, but he had always been careful, holding himself back from pushing Evans down and sucking those pale lips. These past few days, whenever he was tired, he’d wish he could bury himself inside Evans, he’d wish he could have him, become one with him and hear him moan his name, but he also knew he couldn't.

she said softly, “that you’ll keep fighting everyone—me, him, even yourself—just to convince yourself you’re better than me. But you’re not.” “That’s not true.” She took a step forward, her eyes locked on mine. “You’re just like me, Sabrina.” “No,” I whispered. “I’m not.” “You crave attention,” she said. “You love being wanted by men who shouldn’t want you. You think your love for Ace makes you different, but it doesn’t. It makes you just like me.” My chest heaved. “You don’t know what love is.” “Neither do you,” she said. “You just call it something prettier.”

I wanted him in a way that was, oh so tempting. Want and crave are different. Want is safe. You can be on a diet and want a chocolate bar, but it doesn’t mean you’ll give in. If you’re on that diet and you crave a chocolate bar, you can bet your ass you’ll have that chocolate. And when you crave, you’ll rationalize it. You’ll give yourself a thousand good reasons why it’s okay to have that one little chocolate bar. It won’t hurt. It’s just one. My body tingled with the very thought of having Ivan inside me once more. All it will take for the want to turn to a craving is perhaps something as simple as a single touch from him. Then I could have him, have his body, just one more time.

"I have cravings for meat ." "Are you saying that you are pregnant?* "No I am not pregnant. I only crave meat." "Do you want one now?" "Yes,but a raw one. A full turkey or chicken." Alex eyed the Queen for a while. "Please Alex ." Alex went to the kitchen and made his request. Mrs Jones gave him a full turkey. Alex paid 30 coins. Carmen did not wait long, she grabbed the turkey and began to eat. She licked any blood that covered parts of her mouth. And licked every finger with blood on it.

' The 'too' in ' I love you ' makes me feel that I am saying it as an obligation and not because I want to. I hope we will stay like this forever. Loving each other. Craving for each other. *****

Her body was taking him to hell, making him long for her heavenly beauty. He wanted to steal her soul and make her his.Her hypnotizing eyes were making him crave.Crave for something that didn't belong to him. He was craving for her. " He was craving for her, cravings that possess every letter of her name,and such desires seem to have no end!"

Craving 4 (more desires) “Flip over, I'm ready for round two," she remarked, much like the player that she was. I couldn't move, being bound like a sacrificial lamb hindered my mobility. If she knew that she offered no hint. “Flip over, now,” she said, terror held me hard, I wanted to do what she asked but I couldn't do so as I couldn't move at all.

"Why is she being so stubborn? Doesn't she care about my reputation? Can't she see I need her by my side? What's happened to us? Where did our love go? I've lost her. I've lost myself. How can I fix this? Must find a way to make her understand. Can't lose everything we've built." *************************************************

He squeezes my hand gently, reassuringly. ~*~ That evening I'm laying in bed between two overgrown men, reading a book, but I can't concentrate. There's a craving I've been having since 2:30 this afternoon and I can't seem to get over it. I can't figure out what I want. It's driving me nuts. Everything else makes me vomit. I throw the book at the wall and grumble to myself. Kaden chuckles and Kol sighs. "Cravings?" "No shit!" I retort.