Lust Symbol Novels & Stories

She didn't even bother to grab some kind of wrapping, she just turned around and started walking around the rest of the botanical fair while trying to put on oz earrings without them falling and breaking. It didn't take long for Artemisia to feel someone behind her, she didn't even bother to turn her face to try to find someone, the young woman already knew who was behind her. "What do you think?" she asked, looking at some stalls with more jewelry and crafts. A smile appeared on her lips as Artemisia remembered when she bought the chickens made with glass, Geon's happiness at having gotten those little sculptures. "Lily means purity, hope, and happiness." The demon said a lot behind the you

He just told her and like he expected she nodded in compliance. Now he had to think about what she just asked him, he had to ask himself that question she asked. Ben Larkson was not generally a fan of relationships, he didn't see the need for people to be in love. He wondered what made people believe in love, love was impossible from his point of view. Love was just another word; a synonym to describe lust. He didn't believe in marriages, he didn't believe in love, but as much as he didn't believe in those things, he knew they were just his own beliefs and people were free to believe whatever they wanted to.

He showed him in every way possible that he was his special and precious someone. At the beginning, their life might not have been that lively. But after meeting each other it got more colourful. At first the other lost hope and a heart to love but after tormenting seasons he still found a time to bloom. Like a flower withering in harsh conditions, it picks up after being cared for. For Lui Xian, Feng Shao was his Lotus Flower. THE END

Levi shook his head and then added, “ She was a little tipsy so she didn't pay attention." I slammed my fist on the desk. Lindsay was smart, and a very careful person. She wouldn't just get into a car with a stranger. Which meant whoever took her was someone she knew or someone who'd made her think she had no choice. "Someone who hates me is making their move," I said quietly. "They're coming for everyone close to me." "There's more." Levi pulled an envelope from his jacket and held it out which I took, then turned it over in my hand.

My heart stuttered. Below the symbol, the text flowed in dark, elegant script: “The Luna’s Mark. A gift of the moon. It can protect, it can destroy. Chosen are rare, and the cost is steep.” A cold wave spread. Ryker exhaled, almost a sigh. “It’s not just magic, Lena. It’s a bond. A key.” “To what?” I whispered. “Likely… to everything. You're most likely the chosen by the moon goddess, no one else can bear that mark. That makes you Griffin’s mate and linked to the moongoddess.

I said, looking straight into her eyes, “you remembered me when I tried so hard to make you forget and you pulled me back from the darkest place I’ve ever been. You’re my mate, my heart, my home, I want you to stand beside me as my Luna, to lead with me, to love with me, to build our future together. Will you marry me?” I opened the box. The ring was white gold with a moonstone in the center, glowing, like the moon itself had given it to her. Lily’s eyes filled with tears. Her smile was so big and bright it made everything else disappear. “Yes, Bryain,” she whispered. Then she laughed through happy sobs. “Yes! I’ll be your Luna. I’ll be your wife.” I slid the ring onto her finger, It fit lik

she added, gesturing for us to follow her to the hospital cafeteria. As we settled in, I couldn't help but ask about her connection to Jason Tyler. Miss Laura's smile faded slightly as she shared a glimpse of the scar on her neck, quickly concealing it. "He gave me this," she admitted, her voice tinged with bitterness. "We were once together, like husband and wife, until we got divorced." She paused, her gaze distant. "He seemed loving and caring on the outside, but he's far worse." Leaning in closer, she continued, "Have you ever wondered about his source of wealth? The lavish lifestyle, the numerous cars, and his influence over women?"

I reached into my pocket carefully and pulled out a tiny silver lantern charm. Old. Scratched. One side carried Orion’s constellation symbol. The other had two crooked initials carved badly into the metal: N + L No stared at it instantly. Memory flashed across his face. “You made that.” “You said it looked ugly.” “It did.” “You kept it anyway.” His shadows curled awkwardly around his sleeves. Which meant yes. Yes he had. I placed the charm gently into his hand. Warm light flickered across his fingers. Then quietly— before courage disappeared—

she asked. Alina blinked. “What? No. Why would you even ask that? Just because I added a few designs to a watch?” Lorraine shook her head and turned the watch over, pointing to the sapphire inlaid on the face. "This isn’t just ‘a few designs.’ You told me once that sapphire symbolizes loyalty." “So?” Alina raised a brow, glancing down at the watch again. “So why would you use a symbol of loyalty for someone you’re supposedly pretending with? Why would that be the message you want to give him? Why do you need loyalty?”

"Do you like it, Baby? This necklace has the initial L which goes with our name, Honey." 'If you think that this L is my name, then you're wrong, Stella! L is a combination of the letter L in my name and your name.' Lexus said to himself as he continued to smile. He intentionally used the letter L as an icon of himself and Stella. Stella saw the reflection of her neck on the smartphone. "What a beautiful necklace! Thank you, Baby," she said. "Ms. Steffy, you managed to make us jealous!" Judith shouted. She smiled as she took a portrait of Lexus and Stella's intimacy.