Pure Desire Book Novels & Stories

I shot Jenkins a look. “Noted,” he muttered, quickly gathering his files before leaving. She placed the coffee on my desk. “Your coffee, sir,” she emphasized the last word. “Are you trying to make me jealous?” She met my gaze without hesitation. “Are you?” “Leave.” I picked up the coffee, watching her walk out. What the hell was wrong with me? This was what happened when a man let desire cloud his judgment. And desire and revenge were never meant to mix. Aisha’s POV

She picked a few out and moved to another section. She began to search through sections, checking the books, when her eyes caught a book in the corner of the shelf. The title of the book caught her attention as she pulled it out. Selene covered her mouth with her hand when she saw the cover of the book. Her eyes are wide with shock. It was a picture of a handsome young man, his chest bare, and a lady standing by his back. Her lips were kissing his nape. “Desires and Pleasure"; she read the title aloud and took the book.

I hoped she would have a better idea of what I needed to know. Annalise struggled to lower herself into a sitting position across from me. “I’ve studied it closely since receiving it. It is pure magic, as you know, but that purity comes from choices and the goodness of the host. Not your sexual purity. Think of virgin as a synonym, not state of being.” I felt a small bit of relief. That meant the pure magic could be killed off, right? All the possessors had to do was something bad. What that entailed, though, I had no idea. How was it even still pure with me?

Back in her room Naomi shut the curtains and sank onto her bed she pulled her knees to her chest hiding her face. Why did I dream of him like that? she thought, shame twisting inside her. Why did it feel so real… and why do I want it again? She pressed her palms to her face whispering softly, “God, forgive me… forgive me.” But the more she prayed the more her body remembered the kiss, the warmth, the way Nick held her. Her lips still tingled as if it had happened moments ago. Her eyes filled with tears, she wasn’t supposed to feel like this, she was the pastor’s daughter, she was supposed to be pure, obedient, focused on God yet all she could think about was Nick.

It was old and dusty so she cleaned it and she finally saw the title “The art of seduction” Serafine read the title out loud. She sat down on her bed, opened the book, and the first image she saw made her close it back rapidly. “What the” She said while feeling shocked by what she just saw Serafine felt like her virgin eyes had just been corrupted. On the first page, was a clear picture of a male and female private part. She was about to throw the book away when she had a second thought. Serafine opened the book again, using her hand to cover the image as she read what was on the next page out loud

We made our way out of the building, taking extra long because of my knees which kept buckling. "Please...please just let me cum." I whimpered as they led me to two black sleek cars. My desperation to reach release made it difficult to digest the fact that these men had to be rich to afford such cars. "Told you already, you have to earn it." Rafe fumbled with a purple plastic remote. Likely the one that controlled the plug in my ass. Sure enough, he tapped a button on the remote, sending me flying forward and into Mr. Perfect, moaning like an A-grade whore. "Fuck."

No big surprise, the best and best "go West. When all of these vile beings have been lost to time, will they return as the souls of a new race? I trust in God... These French ladies partake in their crepe shroud, their high-obeyed shoes, and their short dark skirts; even a cousin is close to enough for the features of misfortune. — Could any of us, at any point, feel trouble now? I think not. Yet again, Maurice has his purposes. Were I a man, I ought to disdain Maurice. He is such a great animal, such a giver. holder of one of the extremely rich—and devoted as well. Does he not pander to my every extravagant desire and acquire me whatever I immediately want? What a difference a complete murd

She pushed me back onto the sofa, her hands inching toward the waistband of my jeans. Still locked in a passionate kiss, my hand ventured beneath her shirt, while my foot urged her legs apart. Her shallow breaths resonated in my ears, laced with need and desire. I could feel my cock throbbing against her thigh, aching for her touch. The earlier phone call had soured my mood, but the sight of her rekindled my spirits instantly.

It was as though my wolf wasn’t satisfied with just running anymore. I needed something more. I needed to burn off the rest of the steam building inside me. Without thinking, I grabbed my phone and called for Daisy. ☆☆☆☆☆ Daisy's POV:: The moment I stepped into his room, the atmosphere lifted. Aiden stood by the window, the soft glow of the moon casting a silver sheen on his bare chest. His muscles rippled under his skin, a raw power I couldn’t ignore. His eyes met mine, dark and intense, and I could feel his gaze, like it was stripping me down to something raw and vulnerable.

FORBIDDEN FLAMES 2 ARIA’S POV The text from Serena arrives just as I flip the café sign to CLOSED, the soft click of the lock echoing in the empty space. My hands still tremble from the day, every customer interaction felt like a distraction from the memory of her mouth on mine yesterday, her fingers teasing me to the edge in the storage closet before pulling back with that wicked smile. "Not yet," she whispered. "We savor the sin." The words have haunted me all shift, making my panties soaked, my nipples hard against my bra, every brush of fabric a reminder.