Infatuated Novelas e Histórias

"You're not that Carter anymore! You've turned into something dangerous. Even though you'll force she'll never be able to love you or either live with you. And you'll regret every second of doing this to her" Her grandmother's words kept repeating in his head as he gripped his hair in frustration and exhaustion but nothing worked out for him. He was sitting on the cold floor and he missed his grandmother so much, in that moment. He wanted her to be with him so she can console. He wanted to travel back in time, so at least this time he would listen to her. He would obey her and will not let his emotions overcome his senses. "You sure that's love? Because it more sounds like an obsession, a me

She was aware, maybe it would take years for her to be completely free herself from her demons. "You're beautiful, Roshi," he caressed her cheek, "You know marriage always has been a distant thought for me that I never entertained. My mother has introduced me to numerous girls but there was always an emptiness in my heart, so hollow and so deep that I thought no one could fill it. That spark, that attraction, that likeness... it was always missing, Roshi. You know why I married you? Maybe it was the spark, that sudden attraction I felt when my eyes fell on you. My heart led me to your voice that night. As if it was more desperate than me to save you, to get closer to you, to hear you from ne

I informed her and made my way into the living room, turning the TV on to watch football match. I don't know but recently I'm running out of patience, my rivals are getting on my nerves and they use women to lure me into their trap. But apparently only Camellia is on my mind now days. I cannot forget the melody of her sweet moans and screams which echoed last night in the room, as I pounded into her. She was like a drug, one time was enough to get addicted. And most of all she was the first virgin I ever lay my hands on, and it felt amazing to have her all to myself. I know she must have felt the pleasure too because when she rolled her eyes back and her little body quivered every time with

“Kevah I'm serious. I was hypnotized the moment I saw you yesterday at the airport and with everything that happened in the past 14 hours there's no doubt in my head that I'm falling in love with you." Kevah wants to believe him, and a part of her does, but it's just too soon to jump into things with Emanuele, she can tell he's different from all the other men she has dated or fucked. He's special and she doesn't want to ruin things by moving too fast. “Manny you don't mean that. It's just infatuation." “Kevah, you think I don't know what infatuation is? I'm 27, for God's sake. Kevah I want to devote the rest of my life to you."

Alden was cute, childish and had an arrogant aura but he was always sweet with Dennis. "Alden, You are MINE", Dennis said as his clenched his jaw tightly. His head was thumping and eyes were bloodshot red. For the past four years, he had sleepless nights, he could not sleep without Alden. He needed Alden for himself. Alden was like a drug to him. He was addicted to Alden's sweet voice, enchanting smell and his smooth skin that still make him hard whenever Dennis remembered the past. "Nothing is over yet. I will restart everything. Either with love or with Hate", Dennis said and his voice was full of Obsessiveness. ... Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

But really, when he's like this, he makes me blush and fluttered. "I told you, not my mate," Damion threatened, making a fist. Am I starting to — oh wait, I shall remove that toxic thought out of my head. This is just some sort of puberty hitting on me, that's all. Nothing more, nothing less. Why would I even think about feeling romantically attached to Damion? He's shitty. He didn't deserve my cunning beauty. This face will end up with her mate? Nah, won't let it happen. I know how slut I can be with all the boys I like to have sex with, and it's kind of embarrassing to do it with Damion. He's too hot, I couldn't handle seducing him to do it with— WHAT? NOW I'M THINKING ABOUT HAVING SEX WIT

Sanam's throat was getting dry on his advancing moves. "Do you know for last few days how much I was yearning for you and to spend time with you?" Saying in a husky voice his eyes were fixed on her shivering lips. He moved his face closer to her and stopped merely an inch from her. "For your intimacy..... To feel your touch." Both hearts were beating wildly and both can feel their heavy breathing blowing and feeling on the face of each other. "Asfand I....."

she said with a smile. "I promise to protect you remember? You called for Xander last night and I can't help but shake it off. Do you love him?" He asked his eyes searching for answers. "I do" she replied. "Evelyn he isn't right for you. Your love for him is merely just an infatuation (Infatuation is when you think you love someone but actually don't)" "But what if it's not?" She asked. "I still don't buy it. You've been stuck with him for so long and that's why you feel the way you do. I'll still be here if you change your mind" he said and at this point Xander stepped forward signifying the end of conversation.

My eyes unable to look away from his burning flame, I feel like Icarus too close to the sun, his mere presence threatening to consume me. Finally he breaks the intensity of our stare, dipping his head to whisper in my ear, the tickle of his breath on my skin sending a shiver through me. “The day is almost over Lia” the velvet rumble causing my body to shiver involuntarily at the delicious threat he presents.

“You’re fucking insane. You’re overly infatuated with her. Let the girl breathe. She looks like she’ll die if you just walk in front of her.” Infatuated? That word is too soft for what I feel. I lean back, let a slow smirk curl my mouth. My mind is already replaying her from last night. Krystina trembling in my shirt, her thighs pressing together, her breath broken and needy as she moaned into the fabric like a sinner at confession. The feel of her soft skin underneath my palms, the warm sensation when she clenches around my fingers. Infatuated? No. I was goddamn possessed.