Longing Crossword Clue

Marianne and Blake had been betrothed since birth, their marriage a union of two families. While Marianne had secretly hoped for love, Blake seemed to view her as little more than a strategic advantage. Her longing for Blake was met with coldness and cruelty, their marriage an empty vessel devoid of affection. Marianne’s heart ached as she struggled to find a way to win her husband’s love, but it seemed a futile effort in the face of his indifference. Later, the marriage ended. But Marianne was ready to seek revenge. She appeared later, has Blake boss's girlfriend

WARNING ⚠️: EXPLICIT CONTENT UP AHEAD. ONLY SUITABLE FOR READERS ABOVE THE AGE OF 18. Scandalous Affairs brings together sensual short stories filled with tension, longing, and undeniable chemistry. From slow-burning connections to intense encounters, each tale explores what happens when desire takes control. Forbidden touches. Broken vows. Power that bends to raw need. Lust wins. Every filthy time. Some affairs end in regret. These affairs always end with someone begging for more. If you want more breathtaking dirty stories, feel free to click on it.

"I like that girl. And she is the girl I will marry."Nicholas said to his elder brother Andrew, as he eyed Eliza from top to bottom with a smile on his face. "No chance." With just two words, Andrew immediately smashed all his hopes. "But why?" Nicholas asked with confusion and suspicion evident on his face. "Because she doesn't like men".Andrew replied with a smirk on his face. Nicholas felt like his heart shattered into pieces, however he tried to calm down himself and asked," That means she likes women, right?" Andrew laughed and immediately denied his suspicion," No, she just hates man. I don't think she has involvement with women. And before you ask me the reason, I clearly want to tell you that I have no clue about that as well." Nicholas felt relieved and looked in the direction of the sky as he placed his right hand on his heart and said," Then you see how I will make her mine.

I quit and dipped. City threw a parade. Only Jenna Blake—my oh-so-gifted junior who claimed she could "see through killers' eyes"—lost it. At her celebration banquet, she went full drama queen: "I owe everything to Kate Mercer. Please, bring her back!" I laughed. Cold. Not happening. Last time around, I was the hotshot detective. But every clue I found? She dropped it first like she read my mind. People started saying I was washed. So I went all in—three months, no sleep, cracked a massive trafficking ring. Led the raid myself. She beat me there. Again. Place was cleaned out. Boom. She's the city's golden girl. I'm the clown with no game. Pressure got ugly. My head snapped. I died chasing the last scumbag. Then—bam. I woke up. Same day. Raid morning. Round two.

What would you do if your husband is having an affair with a young wealthy woman? *** Many people see Emma's husband as a perfect husband, and even her bosom friend always compliments her husband handsome look for the fact he's young and tall. Emma’s world shatters when she uncovers a strand of hair on Noah's scarf—a small clue that unravels a web of betrayal. As her investigation deepens, Emma discovers Noah's affair with Isabella, a wealthy young woman who is living on her father's wealth, and the complicity of her closest friend, who was keeping all she knew just for wanting a night with Noah. Betrayed on every front, Emma embarks on a daring path to reclaim her life, uncovering financial secrets and exposing her husband's deceit. Emma, who is now deadly for revenge for ruining her cheating husband, catches the attention of Andrew, the son of a powerful billionaire whose father was a rival of the young woman's father, and is now willing to risk everything for her.

Willow’s life was already a dangerous temptation, sharing a roof with four handsome, towering, and domineering stepbrothers who push every boundary between family and fantasy. But when her father is murdered and her home drenched in blood, on the same day a truth unfolded: her stepbrothers weren't always what they seemed, they were lycans and fate had cruelly marked her to them. Now on the run from traitors of her pack and hunted by an unknown enemy who wants her blood to break a curse she doesn't even have a slightest clue of, Willow is trapped between the pull of her stepbrothers' touch and the fear of surrendering to them completely. The more they protect her in her new surrounding, the more she falls for them and wants to explore her fantasies. They all made a promise to return Willow back to her pack when she's ready and reclaim her father's title as Alpha, but as jealousy began to creep in and the desire to share her diminished into a heated rivalry, can they fulfill their promise to her or this is to be a bond even the moon goddess might regret?

"What's your problem?" Morgana asked, frustrated. "You don't get it. You're like the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and I seriously can't let you go. I mean it." Drake replied, his eyes scanning everything that would be his to explore after she says 'YES'. "You're being creepy, you know. Want us to get violent? Cuz I'm all for it." She wasn't loosing her cool now. Drake just chuckled at that. "You know there's a way to solve this." He said. She rolled her eyes, but he took it as a clue to move on. "Let me kiss you." "What!" "I'm serious. If you surrender yourself to me for five minutes and you don't feel like you want more of me, I will get off your back." He said, faking a serious expression. "You're crazy." "You're curious." "Shut up!" "Try it. The best way to get rid of me. Cool deal." He coarsed. After a few minutes of contemplating, she finally agreed, folding her arms across her chest and closing her eyes. How cute, he thought staring at her. "If you disturb me after this, then you're dead." She said, wondering why he hasn't gotten the clue that she's ready. ........... One minute..... Two...... Three....... Four..... five..... "Why did you stop?" Eyes misty and breath ragged, Morgana's gaze continued to hold his own. His smirk made her realized what had just transpired. Damn it! "Baby, five minutes are over. It's up to you now. Should I continue?" He asked, his hands still playing a few magic to keep her in mood. "There are so many stuff we would explore together. Believe me baby, you're gonna enjoy them." He added, seeing how she was about to get herself together. "You asshole!" She cursed. "What did I do?" "Go on." "Hmm?" "Kiss me." She glared at him, but reached for his lips this time. The damn CEO is a good kisser and this cat couldn't resist the temptation.

"Prometo elegirte, protegerte y amarte hasta la última página de nuestra historia." ~Nico~ Originally arranged to be married, Alinnyta Carmi Avilla's world comes crashing down when her first love and soon-to-be husband Azul 'Blue' Dela Vega falls in love with another girl. But when she meets Niccolo Alejandro – the man who has the same vibes as hers, she learns how to trust and love again. Can she finally get the happy ending she's been longing for? Or accept that a happy ending does not truly exist?

Luna Dela Vega, had been orphan in an early age because of the unmercy killing of the horrible Werewolves to his father. She was eaten by too much anger and the aim to take a revenge, to kill all the Werewolves packs without giving them any kind of mercy too. She will kill them, but what if one day she knew, that the only man who brought hope in her mourning soul, the man she already love the most is one of them? Does she able to kill him too, just to give a justice she's longing to seek for her dead parent?

With God as her witness, Holly Sullivan had always been a good girl. Taken in by the Hoffman family at a young age, she had spent eighteen years longing for a way to repay Ronald Hoffman's kindness and the life he gave her. However, she could not bring herself to accept the marriage proposal he put forward—not when her heart already belonged, entirely and irreversibly, to Luke Hoffman. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, Luke—drunk and dangerously charming—lured her into bed. From that moment on, it was not just her heart she had given away. She gave him everything.