Passionate Novels & Stories

I kept staring at him intensely, tears were present in both of our eyes but they couldn’t get out, flashing the dejection. He stared back deeply into my eyes, speaking in a low tone of sincere words. “You are my guilty passion, Avery.” He leaned in close to my ear and whispered, “I felt guilty for touching you but at the same time my every fiber is unbelievably passionate about you.” A violent shiver went down my spine as my heart was entangled in some unknown beat. His voice was strained, losing my breath with my heart. I could see his urges overwhelming me. He didn’t touch me but I know he desperately wanted to. He leaned down to my neck and continued seduct

A good 30 people cried and told stories of how wonderful she was. When it was my turn, my hands shook as I stood in front of everyone. It felt as if my story was the most important, I am the reason she is gone. I haven't been able to sleep or think clearly. This was my life now, it was a living hell. "Maddie was beautiful. She was so beautiful that she captured my heart from the moment I laid eyes on her. The ring on her finger meant a lot to me, she was the first woman I've ever loved. I loved her more than life itself. The day she passed, I thought to myself how I would even live without her here. But then I remembered that she left me with a beautiful daughter. My daughter's personality a

It actually felt painful that he wondered how a slender man like August could exert so much strength. “Why? Are you afraid to answer? You know what I hate the most Drake? Your passiveness. You never do or say anything. I don’t care if you’re cursing me or hitting me, I just….I just want you to talk to me….touch me..hold me..be by my side. Have you ever cared about my feelings? If you really want something just admit it damn it!” August felt hard to breathe, he is letting it all out. The clogged feeling in his throat became more painful, but his cold eyes bore into Drake's soul, and the blonde didn’t like the feeling at all. He knows that tears are not only mixed with pain, it’s anguish…fury…

He looked up at the narrow window above as the moonlight poured in. Wounded and enraged, every inch of him screamed like a cornered animal, unpredictable and uncontrollable. The more they pushed, the more savage he became. “You’re all about to learn what real strength looks like,” he rasped, each word dripping with the primal force clawing its way to the surface.

"Ohh... Abram... please..." She tangled her fingers in his matted hair, her head hitting the rubber siding. The "Intense Passion" was a fever in the middle of a storm. She felt the scrape of his stubble, the hot, wet friction that made the world outside—the soldiers, the fire, the black water—disappear into a blur of raw sensation.

It was as if a whirlwind of desire threatened to consume her entirely, leaving her breathless and lost in his fiery passion. His powerful physique radiated heat and strength, his primal energy pulsating with intensity. His kiss descended upon her like a raging storm, wild and untamed, catching her off guard with its raw fervor and rugged allure.

Our attraction, making up for every blemish and every weakness. Our Passion was perfect regardless of our imperfections.

My head nuzzled her neck, taking in her scent, needing to feel the intimacy between our bodies and for her to calm down. My lips came to her ear and my hot breath swept across her skin, making her back arch then her body relax into my chest. A smile crept on my face, loving the way she reacted to my touch. I never felt so connected to anyone before. "Fire comes from letting your passions run free. Anger can fuel fire magic, but when it is used to create it, the flames will burn uncontrollably or just die out as quickly as they came." My hand that laid on her stomach began teasing her as my thumb drew small circles. "Let go of the anger and feel the passion inside you. The passion to save you

, An unknown emotion of solace swayed him, making his lustful desires to roused more gravely. Entering her core more deeply, he separated her virgin walls, making her to cry out in pain. His lips touched hers and grabbing her jaw, he invaded her mouth, sensing extreme odium clouded her, her abhor towards him paced up. His move became smooth_which induced such feelings in her, that she hated both of them. When he was sinking his teeth deeply above her cleavage, to leave his mark, she spat out her abhor ," I loathe you ...with passion ". Her words caused his azure eyes to turn into red, and she could sense it clearly. With a hard slap he shut her mouth, causing her lips to bleed.

God plz help me. He calmly moved his hand on my face . I tried my best to not react but I am unable to control myself... O God what is happening with me ?? His face just few inches far from my face , His hot and heavy breadth clearly make my Heart pumping faster . His Blue ocean eyes focused on mine & I am feeling his each move I felt goosebumps . My breadth gonna heavy literally . He put his face on mine. His nose & Forehead is touching mine He move his face & rubbed his cheeks with mine , My Heart is burning with the proximity , My breath Hitched & small butterflies are Errupting in my stomach .