Pure Innocence Novels & Stories

What if she wasn’t lying? I stared at the wall as my thoughts turned darker. I have always like innocence. Maybe too much. It was a sickness I never admitted to anyone. Innocence was rare in my world. my world was full of blood, betrayal, and women who only came close because of fear or greed. But a virgin…? That word alone made my pulse quicken. It wasn’t about sex, at least not completely. It was about power. The idea that someone so untouched, so clean, could belong to me alone.

No one is born devil, each nd every baby is pure nd innocent. She felt like she is living that night again where she fell for his vulnerability and his innocence. She kept caressing and staring at his calm nd peaceful face which certainly became her peace. She couldn't resist her sleep and eventually slept with his head on her lap. ................ End..............| Let me know if you found any mistake. How was the chapter? .............Aish ..............

Other dirty, non-fatherly thoughts. “I tried to get rid of those thoughts. I tried to convince myself that you're too innocent. Too immature. Too…conservative. Too inexperienced. But then those are what I like about you, Willow. You're innocent, in a way that excites a man like me. You're…conservative, so that means you don't have time to indulge horny little boys. You're inexperienced, that means I'm gonna have the pleasure of being the first guy to expose you to the beauty of life. You're immature, so I'm gonna have to be your Daddy. So you see, I just couldn't…get out of my head.” My throat was dry. I was gulping endlessly, trying to wet it up.

"Look, you might not be honest with your therapist and I really don't care for your shit since I have mine going on. So why not some slutty whore you'll never see again?" The suggestion was absurd. Offensive, even. But something about it appealed to me. The anonymity. The escape. A place where nobody knew my father's name or cared about my political future. “I had an appointment there, you know, after the review, I was going to check it out. I hate that that is out of the window now.” "What's her name?" Carter's grin widened. He stepped closer, holding my face between his hands like we were about to kiss. Then he exhaled, blowing smoke directly into my face. I coughed, turning my head away,

His expression faltered, his mouth opening, but no words coming out. I took a deep breath and continued, “You say you’ve changed, but you haven’t! From the start, everything you did was selfish. You never truly cared about my feelings. You say you cherish me, but when I needed respect the most, where were you? James, you’re only trying to make up for your guilt. You’ve never truly respected me.” He froze, staring at me with disbelief, as if he were seeing me for the first time. I let out a cold laugh, turned, and left, leaving one final sentence behind. “The old me always tolerated and compromised, but the new me will never again.”

The thought of not seeing her for a few days had compelled him to do this. He zoomed in only to be thrown off by her natural beauty. She looked ethereal- too beautiful for this ugly world. He leaned in unconsciously for a closer look, drawn by her beauty. His hand reached out on its own, tracing her features with longing. A few strands had fallen across her face. He ached... yearned to reach through the screen and brush them away, to feel her warmth against his fingertips. She was too innocent for sinful thoughts. Too pure for dark intents. But not for him. His demons saw her as an irresistible seductress. Her innocence fed his ravenous urges, her purity relentlessly tempting him to commit a

I was engrossed I n m y thoughts when suddenly I felt him holding m y shoulder very lightly. And just like this, m y all the promises t o myself fly out from the window, and again I started feeling nervous. "You know what.... Your this innocence i s making t o loose m y mind. Your this same innocence i s ruining m e Aashirya and I a m fucking loving t o b e ruined by i t." H e whispered i n m y ear with his each and every word were dripping with some different kind o f different emotions. Something very passionate and something very pure...

Instead of answering my question, he also threw questions at me. "Yeah! You're right." I smile, my usual smile when somebody makes me fell good. I've seen him smiled also. He'd better look if he's smiling. That's because when he's going to smile, his face looks like an innocent one. That person seems to have no secrets and does nothing wrong. But I know, right now, there's no one who doesn't have a sin. There's no one else. Everyone is having a mistakes. But also ..... everyone did that mistake because of the deepest reason they ever had.

But she started digging into my heart, revealing my soft corner day by day. Desire of protecting this girl increases day by day . I'm a criminal who murdered a man at the age of 12 year old. Alish is a pure innocent girl, she deserves someone better, someone who can be with her, someone who treats her like she deserved to be treated, unlike a cruel monster like me.

"Immortals would fight wars over you, and not just your face or your hair or the way your smile penetrates to someone's very soul — but because you're good." "You don't know that. I could be a horrible person…" "Your blood would taste bitter," I said honestly, "because the emotional manifests into the physical. Your blood would be repugnant to me, and other immortals would shy away from you because the last thing any immortal wants is to mate with a human who is pure evil." "Oh…" Her breathing picked up speed. "They didn't teach us that." "They wouldn't. It's a secret." I winked.