The Last Desire Novels & Stories

All I desire is a life lived with you. ~ A. Gupta . VIOLET NO one told me that an unfulfilled desire can make you go crazy. Why am I saying that? Because I think I was turning into one. The smallest of things were making me angry and the barest of touches from him were making me mad with the way I hungered for him. All I wanted was to grab a fistful of his dark hair and lose myself in those sherry eyes and have all those fantasies that were keeping me awake at night come true. To finally have what I couldn’t for the last two years and for the days that I spent in my captivity.

"So you think your presence here is the reason you haven't been ousted from here? Have you lost your mind, Chloe? What do you plan on doing with yourself exactly?" "I just want to be loved right by Leo. When that is achieved I would definitely follow my dreams and push to get better." Inhaling sharply, Desire felt a slight ache coming to her forehead. It felt like Chloe has been hypnotized or her sanity isn't in the right state. Swallowing the rest of her wine she stood up. “You are leaving already?" Chloe asked an obvious question. Desire rolled her eyes. “Thank your stars that I love you so much, Chloe. If that wasn't the case I would have slapped some actual sense into that head of yours.

Narrator’s POV. As Desiree ran to the western territory, she hoped to the gods that he was going to show up. She was finally interested in a man and she also hoped that karma would not play harsh tricks on her by making her chase the guy for once in her life. Disappointment was etched on her face when she got there and he was no where to be seen, she could not even catch his scent at all, she had been stood up by a fucking guy! He was not going to show up and she knew it.

Nyxara had always understood desire. Where others saw a primal storm—unpredictable, dangerous, impossible to harness—she saw patterns, predictable as clockwork. She’d taken desire apart, dissected its anatomy with the cold precision of a surgeon. She knew what made people hungry, what made them hesitate at the edge of the cliff, what made them leap anyway, desperate for something they could never quite claim. Most people thought desire ruled them. Nyxara knew better. Desire was a map, its roads twisting but chartable, its traffic signs visible to those who bothered to look. She could read it, wield it, weaponize it. To her, it was a tool. Controllable. Weak.

“She’s very good.” Desiree doesn’t wait for me to make a choice, or scream or even cry. She just gives me one long, searching look that feels like a goodbye, turns on her heel, and walks out into the hallway, leaving me standing there with the woman who is determined to ruin my love life. She doesn’t scream, and she doesn't cry. She just gives me one long, searching look that feels like a goodbye, turns on her heel, and walks out into the dark hallway, leaving me standing there with the woman who is determined to ruin everything we’ve built.

“That’s right you filthy little cumslut. Your cunt’s gripping me like it never wants to let go. Gonna make you squirt all over my desk, then maybe I will bend you over and ram my cock in next.” His grip on my neck tightens, cutting off my air for a beat and I shatter as my orgasm crashes over me while pussy spasming wildly around his fingers, juices gushing out as I scream his name. He doesn’t stop drawing it out until I’m a trembling mess then finally eases his hand away. I slump against the desk panting as a satisfied grin spreads across my face as the aftershocks ripple through me. God, that was everything I wanted. Professor Jeff’s steps back adjusting himself with a smirk. “Hope you’re

It was down to her waist but I was not sure because she was lying flat on the floor and I was on top of her. Her soft slender hand gripped my forearm, my muscles rippled at her contact. She was more beautiful than the description of Aphrodite and Psyche. She parted her soft luscious lips when my sculpted chest shifted against her soft feminine front. I smirked at her. Fuck! I want to have her. I want to feel the taste of those plum little petals which were her lips.

She finally managed to pull away and looked straight in the eyes. "Why are you doing this? Why are you so kind to me? What do you want in return?" She asked with concern "Love is free, I don't need to ask for anything in return." He simply stated and opened the door gesturing for her to enter. The ride to his place was awfully quiet. When they finally reached his Villa which was magnificent and surrounded by beautiful flowers and trees which complimented it. They were welcomed by an old lady who reminded Joy of her nanny back home.

It's funny how this elegant looking woman in front of me is so desperate to keep her secret which comes to the point that she's willing to feed me some money to cover it. "I'm not really into money. Now, goodbye, Miss." With those words, I left the room, leaving her all alone. God, I can't wait for the results of Zoe and Alice's DNA test. She really wanna keep Alice and Alisson a secret to the world and who will not wonder why? She's too suspicious. I went out of the building and walk in the streets. I stood at the waiting shed and waited for a taxi. Klyde and I have plans on meeting each other for the announcement of the DNA result. Klyde ordered the doctor to make it quick since were in a

She said with a pout. Lisa gave her a sorry look. “Do not get fooled, Desire. You can’t keep a man that doesn’t want to be kept. Take it from me. You will only have your heart ripped to pieces.” “You do sound like somebody with many experiences.” Jaylen chipped in. Desire gasped loudly from behind while he pocketed his hands and threw a flirty smile her way. “Good morning, Desire. How are you, James? Where is Pedro and Anne?” “I am fine, sir.” James replied and hurried to his stand.