Shoujo Crave Novels & Stories

Naina's POV After coming outside from the orphanage I looked at the ice cream parlor to see that man has left. Weird man. I took an auto towards my house. I took out my mobile to see that there was a message from Sameer. I smiled looking at his name. Sameer. The guy who I have a crush on but I am too shy to confess my feelings to him. I opened the message. "You will come tomorrow at the same time to teach English to Shivam, right?" "Yes," I replied back. "Okay we will be waiting for you." I smiled looking at his message.

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Every moan, every shudder only makes me crave her more, like she’s a drug I’ll never shake, a hunger that grows sharper with every taste. Her pleasure peaks, a shuddering moan escaping her as her body clenches around me, dragging me over the edge with her. The intensity should leave me sated, but it doesn’t. My hand tightens on her hip, my fingers digging into her skin as a gnawing hunger twists in my gut. Something’s wrong, seriously wrong. Why am I still burning for her, still craving her like I haven’t just had her? She’s barely conscious, her body limp against the sheets, her breaths shallow and uneven, yet the need to keep going claws at me, relentless.

“I might not be a very good slut right now, but I know I will be the best slut for you. All I need is for you to teach me. I crave that. And I crave the look of love in your eyes when you play with me. I crave the amazing orgasms. I crave you, Julian. I’m your slut, so make me the best. Please.” I took a step back, stared at the girl with an ache in my heart. I stopped the video and took my time, savouring the moment as she watched me shrug my shirt off, smiling as I pushed my trousers and boxers down. I fisted my cock, saw the craving in her. Felt it in me. Could have fucked her right there and then. But no. I made quick work of fetching a mug from the kitchen, dragging the TV closer, and s

There's an agreement between them in the way they looked at each other with a burning stare. Kraius wasn't shocked when she crouched and grabbed his nape. Shan kissed him with urgency and without reservation. It seemed that she's really that hungry to have him. She's a good kisser, Kraius admitted to himself. She kissed him with a twirl of her tongue that made it more hot.

I moaned at the feeling, the scent of her body and before I realized what I was doing, my head turned, and I buried my fangs into her thigh. The ambrosia, which was Marlene Brennan’s blood, washed into my mouth, flavored by her climax and I almost came in my pants with the sweetness of it. Closing my eyes, I drew on it, letting her blood wash down my throat, providing a drunken lull to my mind. Marley moaned, another orgasm— her core clenching around my fingers again.

"You don't know me." "I think I do. Just answer the question. Tell me the truth. What do you crave and why?" My hand was shaking, forcing me to clench my fist, and I could hear the sound of my beating heart echoing in my ears. Scarlet shook her head several times. I simply gave her a dominating look. She laughed, the sound full of nerves. "I want passion, the kind that romance novels are made of. I long for security, a man who understands my needs and will take care of me no matter the obstacles."

He lifted his gaze to hers, a devilish glint in his eyes. "You want more?" he asked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "You want me to make you scream?" "Yes! Please!" she cried out, unable to contain her need any longer. "I need you to make me cum!" With renewed intensity, he gave her exactly what she craved, driving her wild with his expert touch. Sophia's moans filled the room as pleasure overtook her, the risk of being caught only adding to the excitement. The tension inside her built and built, until she couldn't hold back any longer.

The washing machine shook under us. Her pussy clenched around my cock, sucking me in with every thrust. It felt different this time, riskier, knowing people were home. That made it hotter. My obsession with her was getting worse. I thought about her constantly, her smell, the way she challenged me, the sounds she made when she came. “Tell me how much you need this dick,” I growled against her neck, biting down as I slammed into her. She gasped, pushing back to meet me. “I need it. I fucking crave it now. Every time you look at me I get wet. This is so wrong but I don’t care anymore. Don’t stop, please.”

Just like that? Me: yeah ofcourse. How long do you wanna drag it? You proposed to her, happy ending. *Shrugs* 🤷 Armaan: tsk tsk you lazy writer 😒 breaking the hearts of my fans like that. We demand atleast an Epilogue. 😤 Me: oh hello Mr. Celebrity! These aren't just your fans. This is Wattpad. They are my fans too. 🥰 Armaan: (laughing loud) wow! I never thought you can be funny too. Oh God! I can't stop....hahaha.... 😂