Psycho Lover By Malisha Rana นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She leaned back and kissed Jenna, a deep kiss, before the pleasure overwhelmed her. She leaned back, every muscle tensed, before the dam of her orgasm broke. Every muscle spasmed as the electricity of her orgasm shocked her, as her two lovers touched her as she'd never quite been touched before. The intensity of the orgasm ebbed and flowed, like an electric current, and when it finally subsided, she was spent.

There was nothing. "A Psycho?"Falcone whispered "A Killer!" it hit Nandini she gasped realizing what she had done "Careless?" she kept mum "I Love you with every fibre with me Dini! Did you feel suffocated?" "I am ready to lay my life for you and kids safety! Did it chaos a killer?" Nandini looked at him but he was already looking at her with neutral face. She was unable to feel what he was doing. "My love feels chaotic? Psycho path ?"

The Nineties’ Thing Pehla nasha, pehla khumar Naya pyar hai naya intezar Kar lu main kya apna haal, aye dil-e-beqarar Mere dil-e-beqarar, tu hi bata… The first tipsiness, the first hangover This is new love, new wait What do I make of myself, O restless heart! My restless heart, you tell me this.

But fuck the world—it was just her, pressed tight against me, her tits heaving with each breath, nipples already peaking through that thin shirt like little invitations. I broke the kiss, gasping, my hands gripping her hips hard enough to bruise. "Maliya," I growled, voice thick with lust that had been pent up too damn long. "You have no idea how many nights I've jerked off thinking about this—fucking you senseless, making you scream my name." Her eyes widened, dark with that mix of innocence and fire that drove me insane, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she ground against me, her pussy rubbing my thigh through our clothes, and I felt the heat, the dampness seeping through. "Yeah, that's

Ishu speak oh hello wait drive slow okay take care byy and she hang the call Nishant pov I don't remember where are my bike's key my mind speak up oh nishi where are your bike's key damm I thought to check my drawers and here I found key I grab my key and wallet lock the house and allset to go at her place I start my bike I drive slow as he say me drive slow nishi her words echoed in my mind but again my mind speak nishi if you drive in this speed we reach her hostel tommorow here I increasing my bike speed I reached but I say a board they say boy's are not allowed my mind speak ofcourse boys are not allowed because it's girls hostel I park my bike outside of hostel and call her Ishu pov I a

There is a price they have to pay, if they indulge their ego – accept love, even become lovers like Malia and Ash. In the next split second, Irina got up –to the girl whose last name Hale, who was sitting between Gabe and Archie at the time. The two youths looked so wary when Irina stood behind Malia exactly. Not forgetting Ash, he also locked his gaze on Irina. Without hesitation, and ignoring any vigilance displayed by the three young wolves, Irina brought her luscious lips to Malia's left ear and whispered a few provocative sentences "It's good to be back with Loui's scent. You... You can never feel it, can you, Malia Hale ?"

**Lust's Asylum: Twisted Confessions** **Host’s Introduction** Welcome back to the flames... Obsession is the most dangerous muse. Tonight’s confession is about a brilliant but deeply disturbed artist who found his perfect living canvas online. What started as distant admiration became kidnapping, captivity, and the most intimate, twisted form of artistic possession. This one is dark, psychological, and intensely erotic. Here is the confession of “Stalker’s Muse.” --- **Story 13: Stalker’s Muse**

WARNING: This book contains violence, abuse, rape, mental health issues and anything that may be triggering to a person. If you're sensitive to this stuff, I would recommend you very kindly go find another book to read as there are many people triggered by this sort of content. Thank you! Maria's P.O.V

I utter the words in a hushed tone to Mark. "If I could only listen to one more song... It's hard for me to let go of this." Mark mutters as he squeezes the object even more tightly. As soon as I heard the song change into Can't Stop Falling in Love, I heaved a trembling breath out of my mouth. Mark and I share a chuckle as he sings it to me in my ear, and as he does, I relax into him and feel the anxiety I have about the weeks to come begin to melt away. Simply remembering that Mark loves me is all that is required to help me get through these difficult times.

I try to raise my hand to caress his cheek softly, feeling the slight stubble lining it. “ Oh, you are so disgusting. Lovers are always disgusting. I am single. How can you act like this in front of me? You are so miserable.” Tina is again shouting. I turn to look at her and find that she is making funny faces while she is complaining. When my eyes go through from her face down to her high heeled shoes, I notice that there are countless wounds on her legs. Maybe, they were really just fighting. Oh, I suddenly remember what she said. Lovers? We are not lovers. I want to correct her but by the time I want to open my mouth, Cody holds my hands to attract my attention.