Perfectly Addicted Novels & Stories

It was the perfect plan. Next read: The Perfect Plan, it’s a spinoff of Addicted to You and features Travis’ and Tiffany’s story.

She teased and he chuckled. "You love me like that. Don't lie. You like the whole of me and I'm obsessed with the whole of you, addicted even." He said, quietly and she could feel the breeze around her too. Her heart skipped a bit at his phone confession. "I'm addicted to you, Bella Mia. Fuçkin addicted, and I hate the thought of being set free from this addiction. Cage me like a bird on your palm with your fingers, I don't mind. I would do anything for you. No matter what."

her voice hardened, teeth gritted, as her eyes blazed with a fury that held the promise of vengeance. “It’s crazy what risk people are willing to take when they are in debt.” Juan blurted out. Valerie squinted a brow, showing her confusion. “I was referring to the doctor I had to bribe to forge your death certificate.” He clarified as she listened intently. “We almost would not have been able to pull this off if he didn’t have a loophole. He is addicted to gambling and owes a lot in loans. I promised to help him with that and in return, he willingly provided the body of an unclaimed deceased woman who was a perfect match.”

I wanted to make myself believe that they didn't ruin me by stripping me of my innocence and dignity, but that they made me by doing so. I wanted to believe it was no big deal, and that I wasn't hurt, and then I made it my lifestyle. Now, I've gone too deep I... I can't turn back. I'm addicted, and I can't stop. I'm... I'm a pervert. I don't deserve these kids, and I'm tired of living this way. There's no hope for me... "She narrates and my mouth hangs open at the things I just heard.

I asked Stacy. "None." I blinked. "Are you saying that this isn't addictive?" Stacy nodded confidently. "Absolutely. It's designed to give you a perfect night without any strings attached. No addiction, no hangovers, just unforgettable fun." Nina added with a wink, "And think about it, Rosalina, if it were addictive, do you really think her boyfriend would let her take it?"

Xavier POV Archer and I always went club for stress reliever. You know hot sex is the best stress reliever if I may say. After drinking a few rounds. Girls immediately flocking at us. Women are always like this. When you have money and looks they will beg for you. And that's exactly what I want. Two girls made their way to me. As the both sit in my lap now. Wow! Well well! What's with this girls up to now? Threesome? Hahaha.. I won't back out!

The tenth time my parents flew more than six thousand miles to meet their future son-in-law, Nathaniel Prescott refused to show up. He ignored my calls and never replied to any messages. After God knew how many cups of coffee, I received an update from my best friend, Isla Monroe. Eight photos of snowy scenery surrounded a picture of two intertwined hands. The caption read: “Check-in number ten. He's perfect in every way.” My fingers curled into tight fists. It took twenty-seven calls before Nathaniel finally answered. “Where are you?” Howling wind rushed through the phone, followed by his distracted voice. “Out. What’s up?” “What’s up? This is the tenth time! My parents flew all

The sheets got stained with my semen. I rolled beside her, pulling her closer to me. “I don't know what I am going to do now.” Luna looked up, “What do you mean?” I smiled, “I'm addicted to you, baby. I don't think I can have enough of you ever.” Luna giggled, and cupping my face she kissed me gently. My heart hammered inside my chest, and it only got whenever I hit the gym. Her one kiss simply made the organ beat. “You are a tempting man yourself, Mr. Aaron.”

A week passed a week of stolen glances across the lawn, of late-night text messages that were more explicit than any p**n script, of a constant, throbbing ache between her legs that only he could soothe. She was addicted. Completely and utterly addicted to him, to the danger, to the raw, primal pleasure he gave her.

Tomorrow the real war would begin. And I was going to enjoy watching their empire burn while Kane fucked me through every victory. I kissed Kane deep and whispered against his lips. I want it all. He smiled dark and proud. You will have it my greedy queen. Every single piece. The addiction had turned into something much more dangerous. I was no longer just addicted to Kane’s cock. I was addicted to power. And I was ready to take everything.