Novel & Cerita Lust For Life Novel

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She thought. She grabbed a mug from the counter and poured herself some coffee. “You know, normal people start their mornings with breakfast, or even scrolling through their phones. Not…typing their life away before the sun even rises.” “I’m not… normal people,” he said. “Yeah” she muttered, “I kinda noticed.” She sat down across from him, opening her laptop. The blank document stared back at her…mocking her. “So…what’s the plan? We’re writing a book about two people who hate each other but end up falling in love, right?”

I know the reason for her widened eyes. "What??" i asked her with a smirk. ******************* 💖 Lara's POV 💖 I shooked my head and didn't answer him. "As a rich and spoiled young business man of this big city, i had no intentions to hide about the experiences i have in these things..." His words sounded sincere and yes he's correct though... I too wont believe his words if he tries to lie me about these things..... He kissed my lips and forced me to give him way to my tongue and removed my bra and left me only with the thong that barely covered my pussy. he licked my hardened nipples with his tongue which gave me an intense pleasure all over my body.

Each of them moaned weakly into the other's mouth as his full, round knob pressed into her dripping slit. She clutched at his muscular ass while he pushed deeper inside her. He was so long and thick. And so impossibly hard. The mafia princess felt her eyes water as he gradually forged to the hilt. She felt him hold still a moment. He was letting her feel the heat and pulse of his rock-solid shaft. They just looked at each other, sharing their mutual lust. And yet there was so much love between them, too. How could it not feel so perfect? How could he not see it?

Anthony. I was beginning to dislike this Anthony fella. Did he expect me to go kill humans now? Was that how I was supposed to live now? As a murderer. I could not stomach the idea of me purposely killing human beings. Drinking blood was one thing. The idea of biting people did not even bother me, but killing people for food? How could anyone hurt an innocent person? 'Animal blood?' What if I could live off animals? It had to be possible... After all, blood was blood no matter where it came from. Why would it matter if it was human or animal? I sat there thinking of possible ways of hunting an animal. It was worth a try after all, hell it may have never been done before! What if no vampire

Today I saw it in the books which I had not read so I decided to read this one. Currently, I am in my room and sitting on the bed with my knees pulled to my chest. I am holding the book with my only left hand. I cannot use my right hand because the king burnt it last night with hot candle wax. The candle wax had deeply burnt my skin and I am sure the wounds will leave scars. It was very painful and I felt like my arm was in direct contact with hot blazing fire rather than hot wax. It was worse than walking on the hot sand. When he left the room last night, I fainted. I woke up this morning.

Without a word, he pushed open one of the large oak doors and stepped inside. The room was dimly lit, the heavy drapes drawn shut. A faint scent of perfume lingered in the air, mingling with the sharper tang of whiskey. A woman lay sprawled across the bed, her naked form barely concealed by the disheveled sheets. "You took a while," she purred, her voice thick with seduction as she propped herself up on one elbow. Lucian didn’t respond immediately. He moved to the bedside table, his movements slow and deliberate. There sat a half empty bottle of whiskey and a single glass.

Which what purpose? Lara discovered the book when she was in her second life. The name of the author was blurry and she couldn’t find who was the one that published that book. No one knew about it, no one had heard about it. However, just as she finished the book for the tenth time, something happened, she died. The plane she was inside exploded, and just like that, she returned to her first life. ‘Those bastards… this time I will make them pay.’ **** “Did you hear?”

⸻ “Author’s Note Hi, readers I hope you’re enjoying No Saint here so far. If you’re loving the tension between Abaddon and Aurelia, then you should definitely check out their full story on GoodNovel. Just search “Abaddon’s Girl” to dive deeper into their world. I promise you, it’s filled with intense passion, forbidden love, and all the dark, addictive tension you’re getting here… and even more. Go take a look. you won’t regret it”