Perfectly Addicted Novels & Stories

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?"

"I am in the process of perfecting the recipe to a drug that will give the high without the addiction." "Wait...What?"

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.

He had never felt so desperate all his life yearning for more of a woman's taste, seriously Mariana was a special flavor. Now he was so sure that Mariana Romano is bad for him, so bad for him. She was a sweet silent addiction

, he drag me to the couch on the living room and we sat down, he started telling me about his day, and I listened intently, "I had a crazy day at work today." I turned to him, curious. "Oh, yeah? What happened?" Jace smiled wryly. "We had a case come in, a woman who killed her own 5 year old daughter." I gasped, shocked. "Oh my god, that's horrific." Jace nodded grimly. "Yeah, it's a tough one. But the thing is, she's not even aware of what she did. She has mental health issues, and she needs to be taken to a psychiatric hospital."

“When I’m in love with someone I will make sure to make that person my number one. I will make sure that every second of every day that she spends with me is filled with only love and happiness.” “Are you already confessing to me?” Shane teases me while laughing so sweetly. Then everyone around us laughs and shouts too because she’s teasing me. I just smiled at her. I want to talk to her privately about me being attracted to her. After I speak it’s Shane’s turn to speak too about herself. “Hello I’m Shane Sandoval. Twenty four years old and I’m Bi. I’m attracted to a man and a woman.” She said it proudly.

(eg when Becca speaks, the format will be as this: Becca ~ “What is there to explain, Matt.” Full adaptation is dependent on the popularity of the Interactive Story. Let me know what you think, of My Perfect Mess. Happy reading, Tatum Whispers ************************* He has done it again. As if the first two times were not enough, I am once again shattered. Why do I believe him every time? Why do I believe him when he says he won't do it again! “Becca, please wait. It's not what you think. Let me explain.” “What is there to explain, Matt.”

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.

She keeps doing these things to me and acts like it’s nothing, she keeps making me want to be the perfect man for her instead of the man that I usually am. “I want to be good enough for you and just you alone,” I said as I kissed her, “I’ve tried everything to let you out of my mind, I’ve tried but no matter what I did, I couldn’t get you out of my mind, Lilly.” “You have no idea what you’re doing to me,” I confessed, “I’m addicted to you, Lily. Fucking addicted.”

Seemed that she was going to have to walk to her room without a thong on. She picked up her ruined thong and left the room silently. As the door clicked, Damian finally looked up. He had never had such enjoyable sex with anyone. Something in him wasn't satisfied though. He wanted more. He seemed to be addicted to her. He shook the thought out of his head. She was his maid. He wasn't going or lose his dignity over her. He got up, put on his shorts and felt his bed. It was wet in some parts. He needed to have them changed. He looked at his wall clock, it was past 9. He sent for a maid and ordered her to clean the room and wash the bedding. The maid did so obediently while Damian sat at the tab