Novels Addiction Novels & Stories

'' I admit I did a lot of things, But what I did two years ago I don't regret'' Novella Kanji Slapped Novella '' You ruin us, we were perfect together'' Kanji '' You're still the same after two years, You want to Hate me Fine go Head I have Face Worst But What you can Blame me for Is Why Our relationship end'' Novella '' It was your Who Ruin Us WIth you Drug Addiction, Gambling debts I try to best I could to keep together. But every time you would come back with more problems I thought I could handle anything. Every Day I was Scared For you, What was I suppose to do Let you Die'' Novella

I don't know if it's due to our poor communication or if my love for him is just escaping the window. Chase and I have come along, and the last thing I want to do to him is cheat on him, but it seems I don't have a choice. All this guilt is killing me day by day, but still, I can't stop. I have become so attached to my coach lately, and it all started after that single night we spent together, and I'm sure tonight will form a steal for my addiction to him. "What's wrong with me?"

I whimpered, but my voice cracked and my pussy clenched hard around nothing. The pressure was too much, my juices had completely soaked my shorts and his boxers. Every grind made obscene wet sounds and my clit throbbed so bad I could barely think. I kept kissing him back, biting his lip, sucking on his tongue, all while hating how much I needed this. Kai kept taunting me between rough kisses. “That’s it. Keep fighting it. Keep telling me how much you hate me while your cunt tries to suck my cock through our clothes. You’re addicted already and we’ve only just started.”

I had known Mark for eight years, and I constantly yearned for his attention and longed to capture his heart during this whole time. I loved him, and he knew it. To make me give up, he brought back a girlfriend. People in his circle said I was addicted to loving him. They claimed I was a helpless lovestruck woman.But I didn’t care. There was nothing wrong with loving someone wholeheartedly.. To what extent had I become addicted? I had become addicted to the point where I didn't hesitate to get rid of any woman who got close to him.

I can’t wait to run to my room and talk to my confidant and best friend,Diary. Dear Diary, Today I felt alive.I never quite understood somethings people do that totally put their lives at risk,never desired the fast life.Now I completely understand.Flying though that field,my mind void of every other thing was wondrous.I might actually be getting an adrenaline addiction with just two exposures.Thing is though,I don’t think I would be able to run as fast with nothing to get out of mind.I think I would be ordinary if I was carefree.The I need all my anxiety,insecurities and doubts to push me across the finish line.

And if he wants something he can do anything to make it his. what happen when the devil laid his eyes on a girl and decided to make the girl his? ➖➖➖➖➖ °•°•°•°•°•° ➖➖➖➖➖ COPYRIGHT ' Devil's Addiction ' All rights reserved. All Rights Reserved. No part of This book May be reproduced in any shape or form, without the writer's consent Events and characters Portrayed in This book is fictional. Any Similarities To a real person, living or dead,

The sight was ravishingly tempting, urging him to do something sinful to her. Luca was tempted to be buried deep inside her, but he refrained from doing so. He didn't want to get her mad. She passed out on him last night so he was sure she would be pissed when she'd wake up but then again. When it came to her, he just couldn't get enough of her no matter how much he tried to control himself. She was such an addiction that it scares the f*ck out of him sometimes and yet again he was tempted to devour her all the time.

The kind of love I felt with her was different, unique, and special. "You love her?" He shook his head and looked down. I guess he knew he had messed up badly. But my whole attention was on that word *love*. Were my feelings for her more than an addiction? I never thought the day would come when I would become addicted to love. I stared at him with no emotions in my eyes, but a thought—a thought of giving her everything she has been missing—appeared in my head. "Tell me what have you done to her in the past." I looked at him and shoved one hand in my coat’s pocket. I wanted to know where to start from.

"It’s wonderful. Now I can place more books on it." "Then you can buy more books," Felix added. I was amazed by the number of books he brought home. a box of books circulating around the internet that I’m definitely curious about. "Books are your own kind of drugs." "No, books are her babies," Jay corrected. They’re both right. Buying books is, for me, a form of addiction. Reading them transports me to different places. It makes me feel like I'm talking to people I've never met in my life. It entertained me in a good way, without any harm. Romances make me feel the kiss of true love. Horror, thrillers, and suspense chilled my bones from skull to toe. Historical fiction taught me a lot about

And as Jacob explained, she was divided about whether to believe what Jacob was saying or to laugh at the story he had made up. "Astral vampire? Soul sucker? What was that? A piece of fiction? What the hell are you trying to plant in my brain, huh? Do you think I'm that stupid?" Claire said angrily. What did he think of her? A teenager obsessed with reading fiction stories? But truthfully, Claire really liked reading fiction stories before. It entertained her. She loved it. But even though she is addicted reading to it, she still knows how to separate reality from fiction. And Claire thinks, what Jacob was telling her was plain fiction.