Passion Manga Novels & Stories

Fuck it. She climbed onto his lap, clasping his face then tracing the angular lines of it with her red-painted fingernails. He let out a soft moan, his hands wrapping around her hips as her skirt rode up her thighs. The sweatpants were soft against her but that’s where the softness stopped. His fingers roughly gripped her, like he was having a hard time maintaining control. They stared at each other and closed their eyes as their lips connected. His hips bucked and his fingers jammed into her hips with a possessive stronghold. His mouth claimed hers with such passion she weakened in his embrace.

“With Javier, I never have to wonder. He tells me exactly how he feels. He doesn’t hesitate.” Jessy exhaled slowly, dragging a hand down her face. “Haven, I love you, but this is some serious soap opera shit.” I let out a shaky laugh, half-choked, half-bitter. “Tell me about it.” Her tone turned firm, cutting through the mess in my head. “Listen. Passion feels amazing—it sweeps you up, it makes your heart race, it makes you feel alive. But passion isn’t the same as love. Don’t confuse the two.”

A blond-haired Caucasian, with those honey eyes that drew sighs. “Here are the papers I know you're looking for,” I handed him, causing him to smile. “It's always more than a pleasure to have you back.” In Brandon's eyes I could see the feelings that I failed to understand, or maybe I'm just going crazy and the lack of love is making me see things where there aren't any. “The pleasure is all mine, Brandon.” Brandon walked toward the exit. “By the way, Brandon, watch out for that puddle of coffee the secretary dropped...”.

“I just need you to understand that you can’t escape.” His touch was like fire on her skin, a spark that ignited a thousand emotions inside her. She wanted to pull away, wanted to break free, but his grip on her was unyielding. She felt trapped, her every movement restrained by the invisible force he wielded over her. His power wasn’t just physical; it was in every glance, every word, every touch.

Patricia Before I could’ve cough or hiccup or do anything else to disguised what I had just done, his eyes found mine and they just stayed there. My breath hitched, not prepared for the intensity of his stare. I was surprised. His desire was very evident, unshielded, and it confused me why he wasn’t making any attempt to hide it like I was. I didn’t have to worry about that too much because he halted my thoughts as he stepped closer, his hand dropped to my thigh pushing it apart so he could stand between my legs. In all this he never looked away. His hand travelled lightly from my thigh to my bare waist. I bit my lip inching closer to him. My hands left the counter and planted themselves on

Meanwhile, I felt like yanking on the b*st*rd's nipple rings. My afternoon fantasy was frail in this b*st*rd's crazy play. She looked naive, biting her lower lip and feeling Lolita's tongue chewing her n*ppl*s like a hungry viper. Her meaty, bubble–like n*ppl*s had turned red and pointed under the s*ck. In a lesbian frenzy, she pushed her boobs up and down, sandwiching her tongue in between the motion until an exciting lapse crossed her clitoris. As I stroked my d*ck furiously, my scrotum suddenly shrunk, tightening up in a thrilling expectation. The tiny room's temperature suddenly hit past hundred degrees.

Stefan spoke and Mira smiled. "I know how hard it is for both of you. And I know you have reached the den of the demons again. But Mira, you have something no one can have. You have the power of your love. The most powerful emotion of this whole universe. You have Freddy with you. Then why do you think you can not fight them?" Mira gulped hard as she finally remembered what happened to her before she opened her eyes in Stefan's paradise.

I had probably just destroyed some of his wildest fantasies with that statement, but he waved his hand in the air, indicating I should continue. “I don’t have the time or the inclination to date. There’s nothing more to say.” Zeroing in on the menu yet again, I decided on the miso soup to start, followed by the sea bream with lemon and chervil butter. My stomach would handle those without too much fuss. “Do you like sex?” The expression upon his face was puzzled. He was probably thinking, here’s a pretty girl who doesn’t like men. Some jerk’s done a number on her. Unfortunately for the male sex, it was usually the other way around, but I wasn’t about to tell him that.

She moans feeling his erection, and all she can think of that cock inside of hers. The kiss is rough, passionate and a torment for her. She arches forward to grind herself with him. He let go, and whispers against her mouth, “The plan is still on, honey.” Coral's chest rises and fall in an unsteady rhythm. “This is fucking torture” she hisses, throwing a dirty look at him. “It will be worth it, trust me.” Coral will not let him go that easily. She grabs his collar, making him cage her deliciously. While keeping her eyes locked with him, her one hand goes down, cupping his bulge. “Why torture both of us like this?” she whispers, massaging him there slowly.

Cai Kang left for a moment to buy some food along with Ryosuke when suddenly, Cai Kang looked at the entrance of a manga store leaving Ryosuke confused. “Do you like manga?” Cai Kang has a cheerful expression on his face. “Are you kidding? I love it. Kinda my window to the outside world growing up.” He said then shoos his brother away. “Go without me. The next volume of the Purple Dawn manga finally came out and it even has a handwritten signature from Hoshino Nozomi herself. I have to read it.”