Novel & Cerita Lust Stories

"We're parents. That's all. Everything else was survival. Lust disguised as love." "That's a lie." "Is it? You seduced me to hurt Michael. I used you to escape. Where's the real feeling in that?" He crossed the room. Grabbed her shoulders. Made her look at him. "I loved you from the first night. Everything after was me lying to myself about it." "You loved the danger. The forbidden. Your cousin's wife. The affair felt wrong so it felt exciting. That's not love." "Then why are you still here? Why didn't you leave the moment Michael died?"

Then, she said, “You know what this sounds like, right?” Amelia narrowed her eyes. “Don’t say it.” Maya grinned. “Enemies to lovers.” Amelia groaned. “Maya, I swear—” “Just saying,” Maya sang. “It’s a classic trope.” “Not our trope,” Amelia shot back. Maya giggled. “We’ll see.” Amelia rolled her eyes. “Anyway,” she said, “enough about him. I have other news.” “Ooh,” Maya said. “Spill.”

My dress was shoved up around my waist, my panties were gone, his hand covered my mouth so I wouldn’t make noise while his other hand pinned my wrists above my head as he moved slow and dirty, dragging almost all the way out then pushing back in until my eyes watered. “Quiet,” he whispered against my ear, “Sophie is right down the hall.” I should have pushed him off, I should have left, instead I spread my legs wider and let him ruin me. That was how it started. Three weeks ago. ………. I came in late after a party that night, my head fuzzy from too much alcohol. The key was under the frog by the side door, like always, and all I wanted was the couch and a glass of water. Mr. Cole stood in the

“So Jeoff is waiting when Lily is ready. Look, my brother can understand the word respect. He is willing to wait.” “Do you know the ten million and the contract between them too?” I was shocked that she knew it, I nodded as an answer. “It is just so bad because their love story is started with that.” “Auntie Bell you are a writer right? Sometimes, love stories have bad start but it will soon be nice because of the twists, trial and obstacle because at the end they will prove that they love each other. Happily ever after.” Huh? Why my stories, the ending is tragic?”

Then there's the one about star-crossed lovers, two innocent people who love each other deeply but at the end of everything their relationship is still doomed to fail just like Lancelot and Guinevere in King Arthur's mystical tale Round Table, Heathcliff and Catherine from Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights, and Lyla and Majnun from the classic love story Nizami Ganjavi. Jakob says I have my head in too much fantasy, but I can't help but wonder... I heard car honks from a distance, then I heard the sound of a vehicle driving closer, it was probably my mom, I thought to myself. Right now I was home alone with Topaz, everyone else was basically at the back to school party grinding and making out

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

He looked at my father and gave Dave a very hard look, then walked out. “What are you doing here?” “That's not how you speak to your husband, Rhea.” My father's voice was calm. I sat up straighter, ignoring the pain shooting through my ribs. “I don't know what he told you, but it's all lies. Every word…” “I know everything.” He cut me off. “The surrogate. The ex-girlfriend. The donor eggs due to your medical complications. Which part is the lie?” My mouth opened in disbelief. “You…you can't actually think this is okay.”

Lara explains. Maybe it’s me, maybe I want it. Because I see him stiffen a little. But I know it’s my imagination, this information wouldn’t hurt our agreement. “In love?” I also imagine the slight edge in his voice. Lara nods, “Hmm. Very much so, we were both certain they were soulmates. That’s why she swore off love and feelings after that, and rightfully so, because she lost herself after all of that.” He nods, bringing the bottle to his lips.

“I can just send the pictures directly to your DM.” I yanked his phone from him for the second time today. “Posted,” I said to him. “Naughty girl." he bopped my nose with his fingers. “Well, you can't do without this naughty girl.” I laughed. “I am very happy that we are back together as friends.” “I am happy too. Let us gist. I am bored." “Gossiper!” “It is not gossip. it is gisting. They are two different things.” I hissed. He laughed. God! He looks very handsome when he laughs. I took a moment to register how he looks when laughing in my mind.

Lazarus sought. "No. It's just that I've been told of the tale of the star-crossed lovers since I was only a fin. LisaRay Vanderwolf and Dracula Cresttooth had been through hell and back." Lazarus cleared his throat. "Well I hate to break it to you, but it's all a myth." Miranda didn’t miss the sad look on Lazarus’s face. "Nevertheless, it was what made me believe in true love," she smiled. "Anyway, if you want to go to Mystic Mountain, you'll have to swim through a whirlpool."