Scarlet Desire Novels & Stories

Looking up, I regretted thanking so soon. “Sorry,” Scarlet forced. “Didn't see you there,” she folded her arms on her chest. “I mean why would I even? There is nothing to see in you anyway,” see, this is why my guts were not trusting her. “I don't even know why he chose you. You don't deserve him! He deserves someone like me! Strong, bold and beautiful! You don't even have a freaking wolf, you filthy rat,” she spat. I decided not to give her a reaction. Giving one would make her feel like she is winning. And I won't let her this time.

Her skirt fell from her hips to pool on the ground behind him where it was immediately trampled by his eager feet. He pulled away and looked at her face, which was flushed and flushed red with passion, lust, desire, all things he loved about her. Her eyes were half open, half closed and filled with such intensity that Xavier thought he would drown in those beautiful sapphire pools. His cock ached in time with his pounding heart as he watched her. Scarlet licked her lips slowly and leaned towards him once more. "Take me," she whispered huskily. "I want to feel you inside of me..."

I dragged the barrel down, trailing it over her throat before bringing it up to rest against her bottom lip. Scarlet didn't flinch. Instead, her eyes darkened with an intense, crazed lust that mirrored the exact madness inside my own soul. She opened her mouth, taking the cold steel barrel of the gun between her lips. She sucked on it slowly, her eyes locked onto mine, before her tongue licked the very tip of the muzzle and let it go. Fuck. Can a woman be anymore goddamn perfect? “Because I have far more to lose by betraying you than by serving you,” she whispered, her breath hot against my skin.

I sat closer to Jedrick, not wanting to be left alone in this ungodly place. His face had a long scar that starts from his left eyebrow and ran down to his jaw. He was bald and his entire body was covered with tattoos except for his face. He was so buff. He looked like a real-life hulk, except for the green skin. I gulped with anticipation.

“That’s what we’re worried about. Moira might try to twist the pearls’ power.” “But desire…” Lily blushed as heated images rushed through her mind. Jenna flashed a quick smile. “It can mean that, for sure. But desire can be for lots of things.” “Like greed.” Harry frowned. “Power.” Lily’s hand might have trembled if it weren’t for anthony there with her. She didn’t want to imagine what a vengeful dragon shifter might do in her quest for power. “But there’s good desire too,” Jeremy pointed out. “Love. Lust. Right, honey?” he teased Ish, who gave him one of her scolding looks.

This was not the same for vampires, as far as I knew. Edgar’s eyes darkened, the hunger within them unmistakable. "My apologies, Miss Cammy," he said, voice rough, almost hoarse. "Your scent is... exquisite. It seems I have momentarily forgotten my manners." The intense hunger in his eyes scared me. It wasn't hunger for food. As starved as he was, part wolf and part vampire, I would not appeal to him in that way. The hunger was a lust so unconcealed,m that I took a step back. I shouldn't be here. I should be home, with my mate. The moving shadows over his face made him appear nearly deathly and guilt at his starved state twisted my gut.

“This is destroying me inside. I feel like the worst mother in the world. Every time I look at Lila, I see the daughter I’m betraying. But when I’m with you… I feel alive again. I feel wanted. Desired. Seen. And I hate myself for how much I need that.” Her words hit me like a punch to the chest. I pulled her into my arms and held her tightly, burying my face in her hair as she trembled against me. We stood like that for a long time in the hallway, just holding each other while the rain continued to fall outside. There was no rush this time. No frantic tearing of clothes. I kissed her slowly, deeply, pouring every complicated emotion I felt into it — the guilt, the desire, the growing love th

It was a rather amusing sight, highlighting the organization's success. As the call with Isaac came to an end, his piercing blue eyes turned towards me, their icy intensity capturing my attention. It was at that moment I realized their mesmerizing quality, almost capable of hypnotizing anyone who dared to meet his gaze. "Resume," he commanded, his voice filled with authority, causing a subtle flinch to escape my composure. Reacting instinctively, I promptly handed over my meticulously prepared resume and portfolio, feeling a mix of nervousness and anticipation in Isaac's presence."Zara Viola McCarthy, a professional marketing strategist." he declared.

Just for this reason, I also corresponded to that glow of desire in the look, even without risking doing more than looking. I can't be hypocritical to say that, despite my aversion to weddings and happy endings, I wouldn't have a long list of lovers or almost sex. Even though I was discreet about the subject, I was nothing puritan when I found something that caught my attention enough. That's why I hired Luiz, for his beauty and for what I could earn in exchange for that job offer, but that's all. In the end, he really just wanted the job, and I felt bad enough not to take advantage of it. I've never had problems getting interested men. Not for my fame, for my beauty or for the money. I alwa

Things would have been a whole lot different. “How about my happiness,dad?” she started. The tears brewing in her eyes began to trickle down her cheek. “What about my goals? My desires?” She burst into tears, burying her head in her palm. “Lyla, desperate times call for desperate measures. We need this now. Your goals,your desires,they're going nowhere love” he managed to get her to face him. He took her hands in his palm, rubbing them gently with a fatherly smile engulfing his face. His eyes were already getting clouded with tears which were stubborn to let go.