Selfish Desires Novels & Stories

I want to see my kid grow up, I want to show him things, teach him things, be there for his firsts friends, his first shift, his first girlfriend… then I want Ivy to give me more children so I can do it all over again. I want to be with her through the whole pregnancy process this time and show her how bad I feel about missing the first time. I want to keep her barefoot, sheltered and unharmed. I want to spoil the fuck out of her the whole time, provide for her, care for her, love her, cherish her. Fuck me, I want everything… but there's no point in even trying to have it. I'm not willing to give anything up for it. My wants are extremely selfish and awful and they make me think maybe I'm ju

Only, I have another challenge coming. It's a war of sentiments and sanity. He is a selfish bastard. There cannot be anything good in him. He is arrogant, ignorant, and narcissistic. He manipulates and has no respect for anyone. He kills for power. He is in trouble. A mistake you can never afford. I chant it, seeping it ever so slowly into my conscience so it can forward to my subconscious mind. It must be firmly engraved.

He said turning to the book and she sighed, She turned back to her meal and continued with it. “Ugh, why are all the things on this list all childish?” Draven asked after a while of going through and Xalia turned to him with a confused expression. “Huh? How?” “What the fuck is go hiking, driving a roller coaster, watching Barbie Premiere and many other dumb things here.” “There are not dumb, there are the things I want.” “I wasn't expecting… “ “But you said I should make a list of things I wanted.” “Don't cut me off.” Draven said and she apologized immediately.

“My desire?” He started to think about it, but not too deep unlike the first time that he did so. His wish and selfishness that bare the sin that he couldn’t escape right now and no matter how hard he will try and look for a way to escape such tainted sin. He will never do so, nor be able to take a few steps away from it, before the same black tentacle hands will grab and quickly pulled him back inside the darkness that he is now halfway belongs into. “Yes, your desire. I want to hear it from you.”

"Of course." "Every human has desires. Some know how to force theirs on others better than others. And some just put others' above theirs. Your situation feels like the latter. You want to please your family. Hell, the only reason you're married to Aleksei is because you were putting your family's needs before yourself, and I get that. I really do, but as Niko would say, sometimes it's okay to be selfish with your desires." "Selfish?"

"This is what you want, right? Money and the fucking spellbook the whole fucking thing—probably got you into this mess. You’re so fucking pretty, but your selfishness is ugly, Pearl." Rage stings his every word, and when he grips the bag and holds it high, taunting above me, I lunge at him, pushing past Finn to try to reach the only thing that’s keeping me here. He has no idea how deep my selfishness really is. I’ll choose myself again and again if it means we’ll live through this all. Because I’ve already lost one person I cared about. I can’t let anyone else be near enough to allow that to happen again. Selfishness is the only thing I have to keep the people around me safe. Selfishness is

“If I say I insist on making things difficult for you?” “Is there any point in this? You’re just satisfying your own desires.” “If I can’t even satisfy my desires, what’s the point of having power?” the man sneered. “Besides, do you think most people in this world are selfless, or self-serving? Most true thoughts can’t withstand scrutiny—pretentious righteousness is just an illusion. Just like you, afraid of falling in love with me and getting no result—that’s also your desire, because you’re afraid of failure.”

All the things that happened in his life when can never hide pain that he have felt all over these years. For once in his life, he tried to do something that is really a thing that he wanted to do. For once in his life, he acted as someone who would be eager to make something on his mind. For once in his life, he became someone who had a desire. A kind of desire that is not for love. A kind of desire that is not for material object. A desire not for a kind of position. A kind of desire that is not for power. These are also not something for money. All of these are not for fame but desire for someone to know his presence. A type of desire, for someone to acknowledge his worth. A kind of des

I ask a look of confusion on my face. “is that all women want? Smarts and money? I must be doing something wrong. Is that all you want?” he asks turning the question on me. “I want… Kindness, respect, consistency and patience.” I say looking back up at the roof. “That doesn’t sound like much to me” he says looking up at the roof too. I look back at him and he’s smiling softly. “No?” I ask still looking at him. “No.” he says looking back at me.

Not rational desire—instinct, uncontrollable, possessive. "Do you want this?" My voice came out so low and raw I barely recognized it.