Shoujo Crave Novels & Stories

"How's your new website coming along?" "Who cares?" I was fighting now not to pant as my arousal ratcheted. Jack caught the frantic look on my face because right when I was about to scream out my orgasm, he leaned over and kissed me, capturing my cry with his lips. I must have nipped unintentionally because I tasted blood along with chocolate and champagne, and that made the climax even longer and harder.

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It drove me crazy in the best possible way, turning me into an addict for something I may probably never get again. "Fuck Kitten." He cursed against my skin, sounding almost as breathless as I was. "You're soaked for me." I threw my head onto his shoulders as he pumped his fingers in and out of me, keeping that slow hard pace. My world felt like it was been rippled apart, opening a part of me I never dared to explore. Why do forbidden things always taste so damn sweet? "Nick... don't stop." I pleaded, eliciting the softest groan from him.

Then she adds, almost gently: “She needs someone, Rhysand. She’s just too proud to admit it. And right now… with her so called bestfriend busy with whatever she’s doing, my Rain doesn’t have anyone else. It can be you.” She hangs up. I sit there, phone still pressed to my ear, long after the call ends. The contract folder sits untouched on the table. Evelyn Langford’s lipstick mark on the champagne flute glints under the light. I should feel something. Maybe anger, disgust, resolve. Instead, all I feel is the hollow ache that’s lived in my chest for so long, it’s like a second heart. I set the phone down carefully. I don’t know if I’ll meet Crysta.

“Shadowmoon Pack’s official records show only one son born to Alpha Matthias and Luna Seraphina Silvercrest. There’s no mention of a twin anywhere in their public documentation.” “But we were both born there. Both lived there until…” Rafe cleared his throat. “You should see this.” He tapped the tablet and a browser tab opened to a pack-affiliated gossip site (disguised as a regional lifestyle blog for plausible deniability). The headline screamed: “Shadowmoon Heir’s Wedding Crash Meltdown: Alpha-to-Be Begs Ex-fiancée to Choose Him—Publicly Rejects Devoted ‘Friend’ Valerie Thornwood”

Kyra is his obsession, his punishment, and his prey. Steven Blackwood doesn’t love he dominates, he torments, he claims. Resistance brings pain; surrender brings chaos. Trapped in his mansion, surrounded by fear, jealousy, and the shadowed eyes of those who serve him, she must navigate a world where innocence is weakness and temptation is unavoidable. Every moment in his grasp threatens to break her, and survival is not escape, it is submission to a man who bends desire and fear into a power only he understands. In the hands of a devil who refuses to be denied, she may lose everything…even herself.

“Miss Susan, where do you keep the condoms?” Caleb asked. I scoffed, glancing over my shoulder as I stared at him. “I want you all to go raw,” I purred with a husky, needy voice. “It has been a long time since anyone fucked me raw, so I need you to fill this old holes with your cums.” I added, my words dripping with lust. To the three boys, the thought of fucking a mature, experienced pussy raw excited them to the core. Their cocks twitched visibly while Caleb’s dick continued to drip with precum.

. Becca POV Maybe this would be one of those times in college where girls did the walk of shame on the way back to their dorms. But this is no walk of shame, I'm a full-grown woman and no one cares where I'm coming from. Though some older woman standing by a lamppost, give me a weird look when I miss my step on climbing a cement. I whimper. "Good morning" I greet with a small smile before throttling away. I hear them mutter something under their breath like youths of these days, she's probably drunk. No, I'm not drunk! I just happen to have a very sexually demanding boyfriend. Pause.

Her body was starting to crave for him again. " Why? You don't want to hear it? Wait until your boyfriend slams himself so deep in you,just thinking about it will make you cum." Stacy said shamelessly and Lucia opted to cover her ears. She knew that feeling too and it was something she has been craving for the past few weeks. Kiel hadn't visited their love nest and her insides were now starting to itch. Miranda who was foreign to this kind of thing listened but couldn't help but blush. She remembered the conversation she had with Justin the other day.

I wanted a taste. I was suddenly hit with an intense thirst that can be quenched only by having a taste. Fuck, my canines were aching so bad. But I also knew exactly what that meant. I've found a new obsession. But this time it's so strong and powerful. That's how it has been over the past years. If I crave blood that isn't that of my mate's, I will continue to crave different people's blood until I meet my mate, whose blood will put an end to these cravings, since her blood will be the only blood I will forever crave.