Soul's Desire Novels & Stories

“This is ridiculous.” But it isn’t. It’s very real. And it’s going to get worse. Because now— Now I understand what this means. The craving. The pull. The way my body reacts when he’s close. It’s not just attraction. It’s not just the mate bond. It’s this. The soul bind. Demanding completion. Demanding that I act on it. Demanding that I stop resisting. A humorless laugh escapes me as I drag a hand through my damp hair, shaking my head slightly.

I refreshed myself by throwing water on my face and then took a taxi from there to leave for home. As soon as a person is born, the birth of desires also begins in his mind, which continues like breathing until the body and soul are separated. The reality of these colorful desires is always colorless, which is often. It also takes a dangerous turn in the lives of people related to us where it becomes impossible to take back the uterus and then we have to spend the rest of our life unwillingly on the same restless path for which neither we prepare ourselves nor our souls!!! In no time, I was standing in front of her house, tiredly pushing my body; I went to the door and started knocking.

Holly corrected. "With your soul, in any case you make him happy and that's all I desire." He nodded to himself. "As for my interest in you, as of now it's only in that vein. However, I do understand the pull that Dagon does. Your soul attracts others. I'd imagine it's a way to protect the holder." "I just wish I could be me," Holly grumbled. "I hate hearing this about my soul all the time. It's just constant. I even have to question what i feel for others and what they feel for me. I just want it gone already."

“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.”

I lifted my hand slightly, calming him even as my own heart thundered. “You’re asking me to choose,” I said slowly. “Yes.” Mary’s voice softened. “They want to see which desire you value enough to anchor reality to.” “And the others?” I asked. “They will not be erased,” the second said. “But they will be… released.” The word felt hollow. I turned away from Elliot, forcing myself to breathe. All this time, desire had been danger because it was uncontrolled. Forbidden because it disrupted order. Now they wanted to use it.

"But a girl can hope." Desire coiled deep within me, a relentless yearning that refused to be quenched. The bond between us wasn't just physical; it was an all-consuming connection that left me craving more. My body ached for the warmth of his embrace, the intertwining of our souls that made everything else fade away. "I can't help it," I whispered to Sage. "Being with him... with them... it's like pieces of me that were missing are finally falling into place." "Your desire is strong, but remember, we must care for ourselves and our little ones." Sage chuckled softly.

They began to question the nature of their beliefs and the motives behind the desires of their god. In the quietude of their contemplation, Sasha came to realize that true reward and fulfillment could not be measured solely by the material or by fulfilling the will of Gada. Their heart yearned for a deeper connection, one that encompassed compassion, empathy, and the pursuit of genuine human experiences. It was a longing that transcended the confines of The Violet Moon and beckoned them toward a greater understanding of their own existence.

This time he even explained what he meant. "What? Is he asking me if I want to get laid? Is he out of his mind?" I thought. I nodded to say no. But deep down I wanted to do it. A carnal desire which only few could resist. He ordered one of his men. "Untie him."

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.

The desire flowing between us grew with his forceful touch. Dizzy from the overwhelming arousal of his actions II didn’t realise when he threw away the shreds of lingerie over his shoulders. My naked back pressed against the cold wall, and his warm hands explored my body impatiently. He let out a growl as he pressed his groin against my pelvis emitting a moan through my lips as I threw my head back. I hear the jangling of his belt buckle, truly one of the scariest sounds in the universe, and before my eyes clear from the blur of the sudden rush of desire he carried me towards the large bed against the wall.