Rise Of Eros Novels & Stories

One by one, they choose to disappear. Eros pulled away from Dalia before they could take a step forward. She could still feel his breath as spoke “Where do you think you are going to?” They froze in shock. They thought he wouldn’t notice. They all knew who he was talking to. The fire in him was yet to be quenched as he licked Dalia’s lower lips as if to ask for permission and when Dalia gasped, he took that as a yes. Their tongues made love to each other and Eros rubbed his arousal against Dalia’s soft thighs. Her slit gown gave him access to her bare thighs. Eros to rubbed even harder. The more he did, the more Dalia's bouncing breasts pushed against him. Her nipples grazed his shirt and sh

I say, feeling so stupid. “I know, and I am sorry, I don’t know what came over me. I was speaking to your friend to give me some ideas for a proposal, I think I understood her wrongly.” “Teresa?” he nods. “That explains it, Teresa is a hopeless romantic, she thinks that danger brings out love. Before meeting Chris, she dreamt of being in an almost death situation and the man who will save her will be the love of her life.” I can’t stop myself from smiling.

he murmured in a deep and dangerous tone as he leaned forward while staring at her. "Did you send Taylor and Edith just to give me the note?" she questioned in confusion, trying to change the topic again. Eros chuckled before leaning back and crossing his arms. "Strange, right? Visiting, missing, and fuckin' the woman who tried to kill me," he passive-agressively uttered, making her look away. "Sorry…" she whispered under her breath. Eros stood up and walked towards her. Her eyes were locked on the ground until he used his finger to lift her head up. His eyes locked with hers. "Say it again." His voice was hoarse and deep while his eyes were piercing through her soul.

CHAPTER 26 EZRA Eros was actually… fun. Not just good-looking, not just the type who probably had girls—and guys—falling over themselves for him. But genuinely funny. Brilliant too. The kind of person who made studying feel less like work and more like hanging out. “So you’re telling me,” he said, gesturing with his pen like a professor, “you double major in math and computer science because you enjoy pain?” I rolled my eyes. “It’s called ambition, Eros.”

I smiled at the attendant and handed her my passport. "Welcome onboard," she said, and I smiled back as I walked into gate 3, where I heard a throat clearing behind me and turned. It was the blue-eyed man I collided with. I looked behind him, and when I didn't see anyone else, I realized that he must have been Eros. I almost delayed our flight because of my foolishness.

“You really resemble the beauty of your late mother dear, I can see her in you, for the years she’s gone, it has been only you and I, but now there will be a new member in this house. “Eros said as he adores his only girl that his late wife had left for him to cherish. ‘He has a girlfriend?’ said Eris on her mind, the thought of her father finding a girlfriend didn’t sit well with her, for her mother is the only worth of having the title ‘Mother’. Never in her wildest dream of having the thought of calling someone else Mama aside from her late mother nor she will ever let her father have another woman in his life. She had to think if her father had finally reached the pinnacle peak of stupid

‘ you gonna be death of me ʼ eros closed his eyes as he can feel his pants getting tighter with his boner. ‘ how will I be your death if you are gonna eat me, wouldn't it be my death if you ate me ʼ she questioned with frustration as her little brain can't process his complicated words. Eros knew he was losing control over his senses so he pushed her off his laps and stood up. He can’t control himself around her. He need a release yet he don’t want to fuck her. Even through he is no good man but still fucking her will be just like raping her and taking advantage of her innocence. He doesn’t know what has possessed him . Anyways It’s been long time since he had a good fucking session with his

He hoped that she would allow him a sweet kiss or a romantic and special confession. The temperature in the car seemed to rise all of a sudden. It was so hot that Valerie felt out of breath, and she was beginning to feel dizzy. Looking up, she kissed Mikhael on the lips, begging him for oxygen. She was trying to disrupt the tension between her sense of reason and desire. However, Valerie soon escaped the predicament. She could clearly feel her heart pounding and screaming. Her love wasn't that intense at all, so why was her heart going out of control?

"No, they won't. They'll only take more and more, eating away at the space women have to live. From that point of view, men are no different from werewolves or vampires." Then I knelt down and sincerely said, "I want to live, and I want to live with pride. I won't be oppressed by any race or gender." After a long silence, Isabelle laughed loudly. "You're not like those cowards. They want to push me out by slandering women, but really, they're just scared. They're scared that we're stronger than them." Her eyes glinted brightly as she grinned. "Since that's the case, then let's show them what real strength looks like."

My protest dies on a gasp as Eris squeezes harder, stroking faster. “Not what?” Eris teases. “Not weak? Not desperate?” She leans in, licking along my jaw. “Then prove it. Don’t stop me.” My hips twitch forward, betraying me again. Kael smirks. “Pathetic.” “Why are they just standing there?” I rasp. “They’re waiting,” Eris whispers. “Waiting to see how much you can take.” “I don’t—” My words dissolve into a groan as she sinks to her knees in front of me.