Psycho Lover By Malisha Rana นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Rachel replied She watched him leave and made her way upstairs. ****** MIRA I was in the shower, wondering about what just happened,I mean I touched myself but I wasn't seeing myself doing it ,I was seeing someone else ,not even Ethan but Max !the one I least expected. Was it because he touched me ? Was I attracted to him ? I was lost in taught when someone banged on the shower door . "Mira I have been standing here bitch" Rachel said "Sorry I was lost"i replied from inside

Even just for today. I was just sitting in my bed looking nowhere. I saw my laptop in my bedside table. I picked it up and opened it. I opened my Spotify app and played my favorite song. The One That Got Away I don’t know why I love this so much, but one thing is for sure. The beat is amazing and peaceful, but at the same time, the words are knives piercing through my heart. I sang to the song and enjoy myself. In another life I would be your girl

I love her She is my lover I love him, he is my lover That girl is not my life That girl is not my life His face is in his eyes His watch is in the words I am the way That is the destination Get it now In these beats he is very active He is my soul, he is my soul In China, that thirst is mine I am thirsty for China That girl is not my life That girl is not my life It smells like perfume How heartbroken he is My breath my heartbeat That is my madness It is a season of restlessness That's why I want the season I am aware of it She is mine That girl is not my life That girl is not my life Slowly holding her, he came into the middle of the lounge and her right hand turned on his shoulder, holdin

They can't do anything to help Memphis and Fleur cause they didn't know their story but their hearts hurting for them to have this situation because they love each other back then. "I forgive you too, M-Memphis! I-i'm sorry!" Fleur cries, "I am so sorry, Memphis! And———I Love You Too, L-Love!" That was the last word she says and let herself fall in the ravine.

She will be my sex slave for her whole lifetime. Many girls tried to approached me saying that they love me but love is the thing i just hated the most, my whole family suffered because of this love so i didn't give myself the right to love someone. It's just only sex, i will cease her craving and compel her to cease mine there will be no fucking love. I am not searching for any fucking love overhere because manik malhotra doesn't believes in love. Love is such a bullshit that just ruins life. Love isn't my cup of tea. So if i got attracted then i will fuck her hard and then purchase her so that she can serve me whenever and wherever i want.

**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**

I placed my ears in the door for more clearance but couldn't quite get what it was. I opened the knob and saw her big boobs bounce up and down as he slowly thrust her wet pussy. If this was uploaded on pornhub, it probably would have been titled "Man fucks the nerdy secretary." He looked into her eyes as he held both her legs on his shoulders, giving her a missionary of her life on the desk while she moans in pleasure. She licked her index fingers and placed them down her pussy, rubbing them slowly in circles while he pounded on her as she couldn't get enough of him.

I showered off his smell and his touch, I hated this part, I didn’t want to have to shower it away every time, but I also couldn’t just risk anyone being able to get a whiff of his scent on my fur. I was an emotional wreck as I lay in my bed after my shower. I didn’t know how much longer I could take all of this. I didn’t know how much longer I could possibly hide this big secret of mine, it was literally eating away at me. My mind was ticking away and I struggled to wind down. I needed some sort of distraction to help me sleep so I plugged in my headphones and dozed off listening to my favourite band, The Fray, whilst my mind also consumed him yet again…

I struggled to get up and grab my phone, but he smacked the back of my hand with a hammer. The intense pain made me scream and seize up. My hand went out of shape—the bones were probably shattered. I struggled to get away from him, but he stalked toward me. "Do you know how much I savored the days of you stepping all over me, my queen? Why did you have to ignore me?" he asked manically. He was a psychopath and a complete freak! "I already told you I was asleep during the day!" I cried. "You just wanted to ignore me! How could anyone sleep for a day and night?" Marshmallow gripped my jaw tightly; I couldn't speak due to the pain. All I could do was pray the police would arrive soon.

All of them wondering the same thing, 'Who is she?' Everyone looked around at each other smiling happily, before coming to a final agreement of copying the girl on the stage. 'You got me feeling like a psycho, psycho Got me chasing shots of NyQuil, NyQuil Without you, I get antsy and upset But with you, I fall apart Boy look what you've started I can't stand you, heartless Like a psycho, psycho (psycho, psycho) Got me chasin' shots of NyQuil, NyQuil (NyQuil, NyQuil)