Limerence Novels & Stories

Maybe it was my tendency or my nature that had become like this, but the problem was that it was getting very difficult for me. I had just opened my shirt when I felt my inner wolf was struggling to come out of this intoxication. There was only and only lust in my mind now, so I pushed him back into my mind. This girl was provoking me. Maybe he likes to play hard. I removed the sheet over him. I could clearly see the form of that sleeping beauty in my sharp eyes, which now had a veil of lust. I could not see the face due to light work, but I found it to be more beautiful than before. No makeup, innocence full of innocence was tempting me. I went close to him and smelled his scent. "Wonderful

“So open. You surrendered to every inch he gave you so perfectly. I want to see you come again. Can you do that for me? Please… Just the sight of it unravels me. I can only imagine what it does to Deke.” Damn, his cousin was good at inciting a woman’s brain. A mental frenzy of desire always led to a bodily expression of ecstasy. And just in case…Luc shoved Deke’s fingers away from her clit and replaced them with his own. “Aaahhhh.” Kimber didn’t say much, but the frantic nod of her head said they were overwhelming her again. Hell, Luc’s little speech was even getting to him.

Melissa dragged her inside the elevator and pushed the button for the top floor. “Who were talking about? Were you expecting an important guest? Maybe, an investor?” The woman curiously asked. “I have no idea, Liss.” She even shrugged her shoulders in response. “Based from their gossips, I think he’s a bachelor. You saw how their eyes twinkled earlier. He must be very handsome as well.” “You’re a gossip girl, Liss.” She rolled her eyes at her friend who was also interested in knowing who the guy was. The woman just laughed at her reaction. She really knew her best friend so well.

That made her look more cute and adorable. Lim's smile expanded, and he repeated the words, but this time very slowly for her to grab every detail of it because he believed the next minute might turn out to be something she wasn't expecting. He was already feeling his dick getting hard just by looking at her. He didn't understand what charms she had placed on him which made him feel eager to have her. A moment with her was never enough. "I said, I. Love. The. Way. You. Do. That."

Engagement /in-ˈgāj-mənt/ Noun. Emotional involvement or commitment. ******* CELINE WESTWOOD POV. Things never go well, when we’re near each other. Our relationship isn’t a “hate and love” relationship because there is no love between us. That word doesn’t even exist when it comes to Lucian and me. I haven’t spoken to that man in years. I get angry just thinking about what happened the last time we saw each other at his father’s retirement party.

Instead, he enjoyed watching her jumping like a kid with shoes in her hands. Here goes his promise to himself of not showing her his soft side. He was failing miserably but still for the first time in life it felt better than winning. "Only a celibate could resist her charms and he was nowhere near one. He can be called akin to only one person and that was himeros himself, the god of sexual desire or unrequited love."

I bit down on my lip to stay quiet, but a small whimper escaped anyway. My back arched off the mattress and my hand pressed tight against myself as the orgasm rolled through me in waves. My whole body trembled, my muscles clenching and releasing. My breath caught in my throat as I rode it out. I laid still, my chest heaving, staring at the ceiling and hoping Harley didn’t hear a thing. I pulled my hand out slowly and stared at the faint glisten on my fingers in the dim light. “It must be ovulation week.” I whispered, trying to convince myself of the only reason that would make perfect sense to be fantasizing about a stranger.

"We'll come back every year if that's what makes you happy." As he spoke, he let his Alpha pheromones leak out—heavy, hot, and smelling of pine and wild earth. It cut right through the freezing wind, slamming into my senses. That was the scent of a fated mate. Lily went wild in my head, whimpering and desperate for him. I felt a rush of heat shoot down my spine, a dull ache of longing settling deep in my core. "Mortimer..." I breathed. He leaned in to kiss me, but the comm-link at his waist started vibrating like crazy.

Making me ask the Moon Goddess why she would choose to punish me with a mate who confuses me this much. He’s handsome. Painfully handsome. Anyone would see it. The strong jaw, the sharp eyes, the muscles that move when he shifts his weight. But that shouldn’t matter. It shouldn’t make my knees feel weak or my heart beat faster. I shouldn’t want him like this. “Are you for real?” Limene teased from inside me, her voice light but knowing. “What do you mean?” I replied quickly, pretending like I didn’t know exactly what she was talking about.

Rumored throughout history to clear the heart and mind, and make a patient malleable to the whims of the supplier. In other words, a perfect ingredient in a love potion or spell. Did Lila really think that would work? A memory of last night flashed in my eyes, of my hands on Dominic’s face, his arms, his chest. I would have done anything he wanted me to do, fully at the mercy of his desires. I slammed the book shut, deciding not to replace it on the shelf but bring it home for more close reading.