Immortal Desires Novels & Stories

I told him, my hands reaching into his luscious hair and playing with the silky strands that I could never get enough of, "what do you speak of?" "Do you not wish to have your eternal beauty throughout the decades and centuries? Do you not wish to never grow old and wither away? Do you not wish to forever remain in your youth, my Aphrodite?" "Every person wishes for so, Master Abigor. I, more than others. My beauty and youth are all that I have and all that I truly treasure." "I hold the answer to that, my Aphrodite. I can bless you with what your heart truly desires. I can bless you with immortality."

The words of Hades True Immortal suddenly became very tempting, as if the devil were whispering in Ding Hao's ear, luring him, which instantly magnified his inner desire countless times. Immortality was the ultimate dream that countless living beings had striven for since ancient times. It was also very tempting to Ding Hao. Almost in an instant, Ding Hao was about to nod. Hades True Immortal continued, "Do you wish for...invincible power?" His voice grew even more tempting, like a devil's whisper. Ding Hao clenched his teeth.

Connected. Surrendered to desire. ******************************************

It appeared that Kelvin was not interested in the drinks because he had his attention fixed on the superficial display of flesh by the stripper closest to us. None of us broke his reverie. We let him enjoy the show. “I knew he would eventually love the show", Mule said. Tesoju chuckled. The stripper had her hands up and the silver jewelry on her fingers had tiny stones in them that glittered as she moved them in the dim lights of the cage, she danced in. Kelvin stood up from his seat and walked to the cage like he was under the spell of a hypnotist. “First timer’s reactions", Tesoju said.

“Do you think there might be a book about certain rituals or offerings? Milka thinks that the man has sold himself to the devil, and for him to have the youthful appearance of immortality, he had to make an offering.” “That’s possible. I mean, immortality is a huge request to make. It’s not something you can have just because you want it.” He commented, and that’s what Milka and I think too. We can’t even ask the moon goddess to give us immortal life. Furthermore, who would desire immortality with the knowledge that their loved ones would leave them? Personally, I didn’t want that. I’d rather spend my limited time with my loved ones than stay and watch them all die.

They are not too obvious but I can read red and green. I scroll through the channels, trying to find anything interesting to watch. But my mind is occupied. Occupied by thoughts of Lance and Cliff. I am trying to figure out what is wrong that they haven't touched me. Truth is,I miss their touch. I want them to treat me like a slut,their slut. Over the days they have distanced themselves from me, one thing became very clear; I desire them. I desire the men that own me. I want them to drag me to their bed and fuck my brains out. I want to be bend down by the shower and fucked senseless. I want to cum so many times that I lose count.

It's not that he is hulkish, but it's just that everything about him screams MAN. The room is quiet, save for the loud drumming of our hearts and ragged breath. "Mi eterno." I call softly. He turns to me. "Mi eterna." We're just an inch apart. Our bodies move on their own accord until we are one and our lips are just a kiss apart. As I'm looking into his eyes, I can see a reflection of my own longing, my own yearning. I don't know who initiated the kiss, but next I know we are kissing each other hungrily, desperately. He kissed my lips, then my neck, my collarbone.

And this worked as a console for his burning soul. "You are also my soul, my life, Hadia." Saying in an intoxicated voice now he placed his warm lips on her soft and smooth lips. He was drunk so he doesn't know what actually he is doing. He was just hovering over her, his lips were locked with hers, and taking her breath in himself. He was so much intense in kissing her that Hadia felt her breathing is about to stop. She tightened her hold on Wadan's shirt. It was when Wadan controlled his burning desire for her and got separated from her.

He suddenly dropped me to the floor, bent down and whispered. "DARK DESIRES...." "Wh.... what are you...",I stuttered trying to understand what he was saying. But then I felt a heavy metal on my head. I felt everything blacking out.