روايات وقصص ضمن If You So Desire My Despair

"Do I deserve you?" Why do you care so much about me? I literally have nothing but this restaurant. I don't have a large house, so I sleep in the locker room. I don't have a mother or a father. I'm not as wealthy as you. I don't know how to drive, I don't know how to cook, I don't know how to take care of others, I don't know how to speak to others respectfully, I don't know how to leave a club without being wasted. if I'm in your life, I'm a mistake or an error in your perfect wonderful existence. Do you still desire someone like me?"

why does my flame keep getting higher and it feels like I'm burning within dangerous desire? T O B E C O N T I N U E D...

I’m only kind to those I like. And I really like you. I thought the fabrics would make your Friday. Please accept them. Next message was sent three hours ago. I stand before you, But through opacity you see me. You know who I am, But you don't see who I am. It has been a torturous wait, In hell I burned my faith. I've ripped my hair And gouged mine eyes. Darkened my soul, For my life I despised. My palms I've powdered, For when I hold you next…

"It may sound like I'm complaining, but I'm not. On the contrary, I should be grateful because if it weren't for you, I would be living under a bridge or dead from..." Yes, I would already be dead. Desperation leads me to many things. To reach the limit of despair, to do the first thing that presents itself, to commit any madness in order to breathe without problems, to do things regardless of the consequences... Many things that one later regrets, but then realizes that it was the only way to breathe and see the reflection of light and not darkness itself.

His presence was a comforting one, a beacon of hope in the midst of her despair. The stranger’s question, simple yet sincere, struck a chord within Florence. It was a question she hadn’t heard in a long time, a question that acknowledged her as a person, that recognized her pain and suffering. The weight of her emotions, bottled up for so long, finally gave way. She broke down, her sobs echoing through the rain-soaked streets. Her tears flowed freely, a release of the pent-up anguish that had been consuming her. She shook her head, unable to find the words to express the depth of her despair.

Back at the couch, my own release hits me. I grunt, stroking furiously as ropes of semen shoot across my stomach. I opened my eyes while the fantasy faded. “Am done waiting, I must have you Anna.”

Mirabel’s voice chimed from the other end. “Mira,” Susan’s sobbing tone resonated through the line. “Susan, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Panic tinged Mirabel's voice. “I want to die, Mira.” “No, don’t say that! You’re not dying. Just tell me where you are, and I’ll come right away.” “No, I can’t! I want to end my life; I can’t do this anymore.” Susan pressed down on the accelerator, her heart racing. “Goodbye, Mira.” She hurled the phone onto the seat.

The words echoed now, poisonous. “I failed again,” he whispered hoarsely, tears burning at the corners of his eyes. “ Hope he is fine.” The thought hit him suddenly, violently—what if Noah needed him right now? What if he was hurt, alone on some rain-slicked road, phone dead in his hand? What if this wasn’t just a fight? The idea lodged in his gut like a blade and refused to leave. He pressed his forehead to his knees, breathing ragged, trying not to picture the worst.

A life-changing decision Chapter 1 Harper's POV The bridge was cold. I sat on the wet concrete floor with my back against the railings, knees pulled to my chest and my hair crusty from the dried flour. I was not sure how long I had been sitting there for long enough for the cold to seep into my skin and make me sniffle. Long enough for the voices in my head to grow bored of me and become quiet after leaving one last haunting cackle. “Pathetic! You don’t even dare to end it all! Coward!”

And still, the line was gone. Because desire didn’t need permission. And Adrian Blackwood was no longer certain he wanted to be saved from it.