Selfish Desires Novels & Stories

she asked. The alpha had many responses for her. He wanted to know from her, if wishes weren't selfish, would people dare to dream. Was it possible for one to hold a wish in his heart that didn't serve his selfish desires? Even good men who hold wishes for others are selfish as the wish makes them feel good about themselves, It was all a matter of perspective, but if observed carefully one might find that no one is without selfish motive in what they do. But he made no such claims. At the end of it, he was still dealing with a goddess and it was with right that he speaks within his limitation. The alpha didn't want the goddess's wrath to befall him and his fam

“Didn’t you feel guilty when you were doing that?” She asked. “You hurt me.” “No!” I said, shaking my head. “No?” She looked genuinely amused now. “I don’t have a heart to feel bad about my actions.” I said plainly. “I am selfish.” I didn’t say it for effect. I believed it. I am selfish and everyone around me knows that. She pursed her lips, studying me like she was trying to see through something. “So you finally gave up and decided to feed your desires instead.” She said. “

I don't understand what's wrong with me, since Monday I haven't stopped thinking about Camille, her image comes to my mind every moment, remembering the smoothness of her skin, her fresh and natural face, her curves under her wide clothes, they have me Desperate, I would like to make her mine, but it is something that cannot be, I do not even know her well, but I want to have her in my bed, under my sheets, I do not understand, I refuse to believe that this is happening to me, I am a committed man and I refuse to lack my values. I get out of bed, thinking about Camille now I have ten minutes less of my exercise routine, I lift my sheets and see how thinking about her causes me a reaction, my

She was all on herself. Noah and Dylan, Ethan and her twin best friends… they did not care. They were not bothered at all. So there was no use to hope. Above all, it would be selfish of her to anticipate their help. “My intentions are simpler than you think, love.” Bill’s voice rang around them amidst the howling and slapping winds that sounded hollow and terrorizing.

"I would do anything for you; I would risk everything to keep you safe." As we stood there in the quiet intimacy of the tree house, our hearts intertwined in a bond that defied reason, we knew that our love was both our salvation and our downfall. But I didn't care. Yes, I was selfish. I wanted Teslo for myself. His body, mind, heart and soul. He was mine, and I wouldn't let him be anyone else's, not even my mom's. And so, as the night stretched on and the world outside faded into darkness, I clung to him with a fierce determination, knowing that no matter what the future held, I didn't mind facing it as long as he was by my side.

Impossible. But his spouse's words resonated in his head, he was being selfish with her. Isabella was right, it was her dream, she wanted to improve herself and he was denying it to her out of pure selfishness... The selfishness of thinking only of oneself. Not wanting to be separated from his kisses, his skin, his aroma, and his taste, was like suddenly snatching the dose from an addict, painful and heartbreaking.

He clenched his fist when he paused. Was he praising me or... He looked really pissed about himself. I did not know what led him to be so pessimistic about himself. Maybe, some of the fog reached his brain and messed with his wires up there. Yeah, this must have been the case. I just smiled at his words. "We all have our own struggles. We all have something we desire. Some want a good and easy life, some want all the pleasure, while some want to prove their worth. What I deem important is - we have life, we have family and friends, and we always influence them in some way. Regardless of whether you know it."

They tell that man and desire are one unity because in fact that desire is always in man. It could be wealth, power, respect from others, office, anything. That desire depends so much on the person, but no matter how much they have, they will never be satisfied because people are greedy. But you always say that in this life I must not be greedy, to be grateful for what I have because greed is sin. I try, I try not to be greedy. But recently, I’ve become more greedy, indeed though I know I shouldn’t be.

I could visit her whenever I wanted. Except I know I won't. It would hurt too fucking bad, only make things harder. "I tried to do everything right, but look where that got me. Then you came along." She laughs bitterly. "Now I don't know anymore." "I decided a long time ago that I can't be self-indulgent. I'm a naturally selfish person, and I'll take as much as I can if given the chance, and so I always struggle against my impulses. Even when I want something that feels so good, something I've never felt before, even then I have to be careful because of who I am. I destroy everything I touch, Rita. I work for killers and thieves. I can't let myself give in to my base desires."

ELENA I AM… I AM… I am selfish. I only care about myself. I only care about what I want. No one else matters… just the goal ahead. The words echoed in my head like a bitter chant, hollow and sharp, cutting through my conscience like broken glass. Am I wrong for acting the way I did?