Lore And Lust Novels & Stories

Aaron asked confused, staring at his sister in shock. "I though you were just joking back then when you said it, or you were just saying that for fun. You can't love me brother, how do you describe this as love. It's already enough that we are f!cking each other, under our parents roof, but don't try to add anymore to this. You cannot define lust as love, and what we have here, is just pure lust, not love." Alexia whispered yell.

Eliana posed a few questions in front of him. "If it was lust, then we have been into that stuff already. But we care for each other, no? Also, your body gets excited to see the person whom you are interested in or the person you like or you are ready to fall in love with that person or you are already in love with that person." Augustus made her understand and moved his hand away from her chest to his shoulder. He gently pulled her close and whispered in her ear, "Lust and Love can never be together. Lust is all about being physical, but love is beyond that." His lips brushed softly on her earlobe and he moved back while his cheek touched hers.

I couldn't hear what he was saying, I laid down on my bed, my mind racing with thoughts of him. I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my photos until I found the one I was looking for. It was a picture of him, his face beaming with happiness. I stared at the photo, lost in my own thoughts and feelings. I pressed my hand to my chest, my heart beating wildly beneath my fingertips. I closed my eyes and imagined his hands on me instead of mine. My mind drifted to fantasies of what it would be like if we were together on this bed. I knew it was just a dream, but I couldn't help but indulge in the fantasy.

She said as she referred to his lover,knowing full well she was hurt by her replacement and couldn’t bring herself to accept that it was true. She felt this mix of jealousy and pain when she referred to his lover,she couldn’t help but think she had stolen her place in his life. Taking the one she loved and enjoyed his companionship all day long. Anita had poured down all of what she felt for Rio. She didn’t care if it looked cheesy or made her look desperate. She just wanted him back, the sweet loving Rio she had fallen in love with that was at her beck and call every time she needed him.

"You can love me, Elara. You already do. I see it. In the way you look at me. In the way you touch me. In the way you say my name." "That's not love. That's lust." "No." He shook his head. "Lust is what I feel when I look at your body. Love is what I feel when I look at you. When I see you reading in the library. When I hear you laughing with the servants. When I watch you fall asleep with your mouth open and your hair a mess." My chest hurt. "Kael, please—"

Lust, in me seeing my wanton naked wife, was causing my permanent erection, albeit it paled in comparison and color as to what was lined up for Emma. So what is this word called lust I pondered on in my aroused state of muse? What is this unusually intense state of unbridled sexual desire? As if answering my yearning thoughts a definition of lust started to evolve. Lust is an emotion or feeling of intense desire in the body. Well, I agreed with that. The intense desire was almost painful at times, especially in my groin area. That lust can take any form such as lust for sex, lust for a particular person or erotic circumstance, lust for food, lust for power.

I took a sip of my drink to calm myself down. "Tonight, our women will show just how much lust they can provide. Every woman will try to turn their kings on as much as possible. Of course with their own creativity so every sin will be fed to the king. Every sin will feed the kingdom of that sin. Flowers grow in the wrath realm when fighting happens, grass is greenest when they sleep most in the realm of sloth, animals breed in the lust realm when we fuck like our lives depend on it!" Yroul shouted. Everybody screamed with her. The blood drained from my face.

Her eyes were filled with that familiar lust, that tension I have grown to crave. “You always become annoying when you are curious,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. “And you always become distracting.” I let my eyes drag down her body, the way her nipples pressed hardened against the thin fabric and her thick fresh thighs now exposed, “…with that body.” I continued, licking my lips in anticipation of tasting her. She swallowed in return. My cock was already rock-hard in my jeans, pressing against her thigh. I looked at her mouth, “Can I kiss you?”

Everyone present focused their gaze on the women, their eyes sparking with lust, surely, it would be nice to have a taste of the wealthy Cara, she was rendered useless, but they could explore her body, and that has only brought their hormones high. "Let me have her." A deep crispy voice sounded from the other angle of the room, the slightly old man picked up the glass, and stared at the figure scrawling on the floor, his eyes sparking with lust. "I want her!" Another voice boomed out. Lucas just stared, his hands on his hip, before he snickered, at the men, lust could really tend to render one useless, but was there a difference between lust and love? You crave for someone, and yet you want

And there was never a shortage of news- you only had to know where to look. If there is one thing Lust is famous for, it’s being the cynosure of eyes at every point in time. Since the rules of the mortal realm prevent him from using his powers against humans, except for the protection of demon kin, he prefers to occupy apex positions. The seat of power allows him to exercise dominance without getting his hands dirty. They were in love, or so everyone thought.