My One Desire Novels & Stories

~Kiva I stare down at the folded piece of paper on my vanity, narrowing my eyes suspiciously. How exactly this got here, I don’t even want to know. I suspect I know who wrote it, as I carefully pick it up, laying it flat to examine the hurried print. I need to see you, Kiva. I’ve been a terrible disappointment to you. The last thing I desire is to kill you, or to hurt you. I need you to trust me.

They tell that man and desire are one unity because in fact that desire is always in man. It could be wealth, power, respect from others, office, anything. That desire depends so much on the person, but no matter how much they have, they will never be satisfied because people are greedy. But you always say that in this life I must not be greedy, to be grateful for what I have because greed is sin. I try, I try not to be greedy. But recently, I’ve become more greedy, indeed though I know I shouldn’t be.

James declared,still not believing the talkative was actually the person his brother made him promise to hire. "Oh,no! Mister,you can't do that," she replied sympathetically. He was taken aback as he narrowed his eyes to look at her. He was in need of a Personal Assistant. But how could he hire her? A talkative? That's a bad habit. Although she was qualified, based on her credentials, but he can't just hire someone who will want to take control over him. "I'm begging you. I so much need this job. My welfare and that of my family depend on it,please. You forgave me already, why are you still angry? Please, re forgive me," she begged,almost in tears.

She wanted him to be our of her sight, so she could be able to think and act properly, as she could not even decipher what her problem is at that time. "What I want?", Rashid asked, with his brows arched upward and a smirk plastered over his handsome face. "Firstly I will start with the most important thing, I am so bored out that I think I need a company, not just any company, but the company of a lady, my bad not any lady, but you. Secondly, I want us to get to a refreshing and quiet place. Thirdly I want you in my bed, writhing passionately under me, as I kiss you senseless.

This time he even explained what he meant. "What? Is he asking me if I want to get laid? Is he out of his mind?" I thought. I nodded to say no. But deep down I wanted to do it. A carnal desire which only few could resist. He ordered one of his men. "Untie him."

Desiree gave him a sultry smile, walking toward him with a slow, deliberate sway of her hips. She leaned in close, her lips brushing his ear, and whispered something I couldn’t fully catch—except for two words. "…reward later." Disgusting. But while Wayne was distracted, my fingers inched into my pocket, brushing against my phone. I pressed the power button three times in quick succession. If it worked, 911 should be on the line soon. I just had to keep these two talking long enough for someone to get here. Wayne’s gaze raked over Desiree like a predator. She turned back to me, her eyes glinting. "In case you haven’t noticed, I always get what I want. You were the only exception."

I question, and silence follows. "There are many ways I can help your prayers get answers. We just have to agree on one. Besides, dear, what is your desire? "The man's slow voice replies, and I smile and shut my eyes. "My desire... It's to be beautiful. Mindlessly flawless... To stun all those who've looked down on me. "I reply, and the man on the other end of the call draws a deep breath. "That smells delightful... "He says, and my heart skips a beat.

It was as if the very fabric of reality was starting to tear at the edges. “I don’t want to lose you,” Ronan said, his voice low, almost pleading. His eyes searched hers, full of desperation. “Please, don’t do this.” Selene reached for him, her touch gentle. “I’m not leaving you. But I have to do this… for us, for everything.” Her magic flared to life, wild and untamed. The energy within her thrummed like a living thing, entwining with the entity’s presence. It felt like it was part of her, something that had always been there, just waiting to break free.

I fixed my posture and stared right into its eyes to look brave when the truth is, my knees are already shaking. "I am you. Don't you remember?" "W-what? I don't understand." I insisted. "I am you." He smiled again and approached me. "I am your desires, your wishes, your aspirations, and your inhibitions." "I am you, Damian." He added. "I'm confused." "Let's just say, every person has their own god, everyone is a slave of their own desires and aspirations, the stronger your desires are, the stronger your god will be." He answered while looking up as if thinking.

I thought I'll be able to. "I told you, human desires are crazy." napatigil ako sa sinabi niya dahil kasabay niyon ay ang pagpitik niyang muli sa noo ko. "The stronger you wish for something, the deeper the desire you wanted to have it. And the deeper the desires you have, the easier it is to consume your whole self. Just like Cinderella's step-mother."