Immortal Desires Novels & Stories

It was as if her own body was answering the call of whatever was in his hand. “I am what your deepest desires summoned,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, resonant frequency that vibrated in her bones. “I am an incubus. A creature that lives in the spaces between what people want and what they are willing to admit. I feed on surrender, Lila. I feed on the moment a soul stops fighting and gives itself over to the dark.” Lila’s knees went weak. She reached out a hand to steady herself against a nearby bench, her brain struggling to process the words. “You’re… you’re not human?”

I didn’t miss the way his eyes tracked me. Watching, waiting, and wanting. Damien chuckled, blissfully unaware. “You two haven’t changed a bit.” “Some of us have matured,” Rhysand drawled, voice like smoke, slow and curling. His eyes cut to mine, all lazy arrogance and razor edges. “Right,” I said, flashing a cold smile. “And some of us are still stuck thinking they’re the goddess’s gift to the mortal world.” Rhysand’s mouth twitched, just barely, but I caught it, and worse…I felt it. In my chest, and in my core. That dangerous pull that never really left.

"who are you and what do you want?!" Amber commanded even though though fear could clearly be heard in her voice. She tried to look tough even though she was a wreck deep inside her. "Oh you are a tough one hmm, I love tough ones especially when I crack them. Don't you just love that?" The second man spoke looking at her from head to toe then looking at the third man like seeking for approval from him. "Yes I love that very much, and this one will be very fun am sure" he responded while licking his lips and walking towards her, he squatted to her lever then started brushing his finger against her face like rubbing dew from a leaf.

“The loser is the ugly one.” She invited the wrong girl. Zaya got there before she could take three steps on the stairs. “That’s unfair!” My daughter laughed while walking to her room. “Mina,” I asked her to watch over Zaya. I went to my library and sat on my favorite chair. Soon, Hella came in and sat next to me. “What was that?” “I don’t know,” “You looked bothered,” “I am, she said Zaya’s immortal. Only pure ones could have that immortality, Zaya can’t be immortal.” No matter how I said that. I couldn’t find it assuring as it should be.

He asked. Emily felt her body grow excited at the familiar aura of the demon. While Nimalaya and Gama engage in sexual activities, these two are the amplifiers of their ecstasy. They are the drive and mood. They are the desires and the lust. Facing each other is a bad idea. Although Nimalaya had found Joel, she could contain her desire and keep it for their mate alone, but for Emily, she is a loose creature of every darkest desires and could only be contained when merged with Nimalaya.

I would not want to be the reason why there would be a problem between James and Caspian, so I held off. "I would like to get to know you, Olivia," The guy said, and I cringed. "I am seeing someone," I said quickly, and he smiled. "Well, if he isn't the Alpha, Beta, Gamma or Delta of Woodclaw, then I don't care. I like what I see, and I am in search of someone that would be my luna. Since you walked in here, all eyes have been on you. You have captivated everyone effortlessly. The women envy you, and you are oblivious to your effect. You seem well-cultured. I want to get to know you and settle down with you eventually. Just think of it. You are perfect for Luna, my luna," He said, sounding t

She’s not a mommy’s girl nor a daddy’s girl. Askar Is a 17 year old who is Hindu and Immortal. Who cannot be destroyed. His Ancestors' religion is Hindu, which haunts him. He doesn’t quite fit well in his family. It all changes when he gets turned immortal by his human mom who births him.. His life flashes before his eyes seeing his mom die while birthing him will hunt him for all the years he shall live. Sooner than later he is a vampire trying to fit in with the humans. He isn’t like any other vampire, he doesn’t thrust for human blood. He is more disgusted with it, that each time his dad brought home some human for him to try, he would instantly puke it out. But what he really craves is a

“You really don’t appreciate the benefits of vampirism, do you? We can watch the world change, over and over. We can see the birth of civilisations, and watch them collapse, all with a drink in our hands. We can fall in love, and fall out of love, and recreate ourselves a thousand times over. We can climb onto a rooftop in Paris, and watch the lights from a perspective few others will ever be granted. We can walk the streets of New York in a hundred different centuries, seeing the buildings rise and fall and rise again. We can travel to an old English village, walk atop the crumbling castles and dive headfirst from a Victorian pier. All of that, Ellis, and you wish to feel your toes go numb

"Take me right here, right now." His hands gripped my hips, pulling me against him. I could feel his erection pressing against my stomach, and I knew he wanted me as badly as I wanted him. I shifted my weight, grinding against him, and I heard his sharp intake of breath. "Emma," he growled, his voice a warning. "You're playing with fire." I smiled, a slow and seductive curve of my lips. "Then burn me, Damien," I said, my voice a breathy whisper. "Burn me until I'm nothing but ashes in your arms."