Passion Novel English Novels & Stories

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In three days I absorbed each line, and with pride, with nerves whipping my being, I began to look at the closure of my novel. love is fire... Yes, that consuming ardor, that enveloping heat, the flame that consumes the soul and leaves it in ashes. It is a fire that crackles in two people, two lovers, accomplices that will spark in contact and with a single touch they unleash the fire of passion. Passion that exceeds the limit and sanity exceeds; leaves them naked, their feelings and emotions explode, inevitably, they enjoy seeing themselves thrown into the mist of incomparable ecstasy. And when the hands caress each other, brushstrokes are scattered over a foreign skin that knows how to res

When her lips shyly stroked the column of his throat, it reminded him of the passion flaring between them, a passion he had unsuccessfully banked, and that had driven him to this point of madness and desperation. He knew not what he had with Brenna but sensed it could be something special. She could be his mate, though he recognized the difficulties in taking an English witch as his mate. It was clear her welcome wouldn’t necessarily be warm among all members of the clan, but he was confident he could protect her, and he refused to further deny the passion between them.

“A man who can't keep his word. Sweetheart, when I started this Ten Days To Steal Your Heart, I vowed that there would be nothing lustful about it. Only passion. You’re making me fail, Rosette.” “How can there be nothing lustful between us?” she asked, her eyes firm, withdrawing her hand from under my shirt and cupping my face, bringing me down so we were eye level. “Hmm? There will always be lust because we constantly crave each other. We want each other. And there is passion as well, Axel. If there’s no passion, I wouldn't be burning like this. I wouldn't be so desperate for you. Lust is not enough to make me this eager.” “Lust is a powerful emotion,” I whispered, but my words held no powe

In some type of way, it was suffocating. A different kind of suffocation.. Slightly pulling away, My breathing heavy..he seeming barely affected by the little romance.. He smiled, his lips seeming to turn pink.. All sexy, delicious and ....oh my god.. He tasted of caramel berries..slight intoxicated with the taste of weed...something I never thought would become addictive.. "Remind me why I shouldn't kiss you every time I see you.." His sexy voice booming into my ears sent shivers of pleasure I didn't even know existed..

The man still has strong muscles in every part of his body. Accompanied by the moonlight, they reminisce about their youth. The room was filled with squeaks and sighs by two people who were always intoxicated with romance. ~ Jacob's face looked gloomy and annoyed all day. His wife had kept her word last night that they were going home as soon as possible. In the afternoon, they will return. This made Jacob feel grumpy. Just be careful if you get home, Jacob will blame his two children for disturbing his honeymoon. "Jake, come here and help me," said Maria, who was fixing her clothes. The middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful turned her waist in annoyance at her husband who was just si

"Like who?" "Like all the other guys who just want to fuck me. I know I am hot. I know the reaction I can get from men and women. I am desirable, and I know how badly they want to fuck me. I don't want to just fuck someone. I can fuck anyone I want. I want to be fucked by someone who has passion." "Passion? How do you know I have passion?" She told me it was because I got angry at a seashell. And I apologized for throwing it.

she said with uncertainity. "I do not know that you've met before but you know her very well," "Who is she?" "But first dada I shall make myself clear that Ill only and only marry her," The old man clearly know if his grandson has his eyes set on something he will surely get it. It does not matter to him if it is 7 seas away or if its deep down the earth, if he wanted anything he will go to any extent for it. And now if he wants to marry a girl he will marry her with or without his dada's consent. Because it runs in his blood to always get what he wants.

English is my second language, so please ignore if you find any grammar or other mistakes. THANKS! CHAPTER FORTY-THREE JENNIFER POV, "You wanted to know that actually what happened last night, right? Then let me tell you little Jenny. You and I had a night full of passion and obsession. You were begging me for more. You were screaming my name at your full lungs in pleasure but you know what, what's the main point? I enjoyed yourself at my full will."

His whispered promptings fueled the fire that already burned within me, tempting me to push the boundaries of our passion. I swept Taya up into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist as I strode towards the couch, the nearest haven for our all-consuming passion. The air was electric with tension, our mutual desire a palpable force that drove me to claim her. I knew she wanted me just as fiercely, her soft moans and eager kisses fueling the fire that raged within me.