The Lust Novels & Stories

She exclaimed and then stamped her foot in annoyance. "You won't even act this way if you are not. You will just let them be and behave like you usually does but here you are, darling. Ranting and cursing them. You even brought up that he asked you to marry him," Lust shrugged. "You're jealous that other woman is able to touch him that way when you couldn't because you cannot accept that you are damn in love with that man." She clapped her hands and laughed. "Dang it, girl! You are stupidly in love with a grim reaper! It runs in the blood!"

His hand didn't leave mine as I struggled to cover my stained shirt. "I think I saw you in my class-" He said. "Don't scare her bro" His friend said as they laughed. He chuckled looking back at me. "I am not scary, Am I ?" He asked, I just looked away. Our college didn't have the stereotypes they showed in shows on N*****x or TV. But every college has the popular kids type. He was that. The popular guy every girl liked. He was liked by the teachers even cause he was pretty rich and very nice. Only to the girls. He was the playboy who slept with three girls with no relationships with either of them.

I finished everything in one go; supervising the human maids and errand boys to do this and that, taking care of the menu for the day, checking the meat business accounting, and checking the overall well-being of the ranch and the main house. It was easy for me to perform this as I have multiples of me ready to do anything. Actually, pieces of me are scattered all over the world to do my job. Being the Prince of Lust, I must maintain my duty as the propagator of sinful pleasures. Lust is a basic instinct of every human. The feeling is already there. I just needed to ignite it, nurture it in order to mature. It is a human's decision what he/she does with it though. Whether to use it through r

Instead, she just blinked those big eyes up at me. “That’s because those people are already monsters,” I said in a gentle voice. “They have evil intentions as well as evil in them. That’s who they are. Lust is different for everyone. Lovers have lust between themselves, don't they? And yet they’re not rough with each other. People make love slowly and gently with each other, with lust clouding their heads. They don't become rough, and they definitely don't become monsters. So those bastards you’ve met? Those fools are the monsters. Lust doesn't make you a monster; your choices and intentions do. Lust, Sade, isn't evil; it’s natural and can be gentle.”

He flinches as he answers the question. Heimdall shakes his head a bit as Adrian asks the question. Adrian says "Well I certainly am done here. Lena he's all yours." He steps out from the corner and walks out from the conversation area. Lena turns back, rubs her palms together and shoots a straight beam into Lust's chest from a long distance. A loud "biiitzzzz" comes out from the impact and lust destroys the chair from the blast. A huge smoke comes out from the area where lust sat. All their eyes widened in surprise as her beam made a loud bang with the body of lust. He scrreches in pain as he got severely burnt by the blast.

Roaming down past my belly button to my damp mound. With a hiss, I snap my eyes open to find the cause of this feeling. There he sat, I know he was Lust, by the way his eyes locked on mine even when everyone else's was dead set on Wrath and the growing tension between him and Mystery Man. His purple eyes glinted as he cocked his head to the side, eyeing me like a predator does his prey, like a greedy king to a mountain of gold. With curiosity and something hot. I look away, but the feeling didn't stray. The invisible fingers continued to play me like a strung guitar, slipping over my nipples, caressing my collarbone, and even playing with my hair. His energy was relentless and I had enough.

' The nerd, who once sexually abused a girl, thought. Nathan was quiet in the corner, but his cock was already dripping with precum. 'If I could, I would tie her to the chair and make her my sex slave.' The maniac, who has already assaulted a lot of women, thought. Lust heard it all. Not because they talked, but because she could read their minds and smell their arousal. Being a succubus, she feeds on their fantasies. Their thoughts were foreplay for her. Lust stood from her seat, fully displaying her sexy body in front of her first meal. "I guess you guys aren't interested in the lesson." She said, approaching her prey who thought she was the prey.

Lust is the only thing he defined about everything they had been doing. Slowly a tear drops from her eyes to the ground, what she wants from him is love but every time facts told her that he didn’t love he just had a lust for her body, Ella always was ashamed of her body but only today she like it because only this body can make him come to her but what about tomorrow. Today evening their mission is going to finish then their path will be different he is in the army and she is in the laboratory, and there is no way Justin is coming for her because he doesn’t like her and had no feelings for her. A girl body he can get thousands of it no need of her.

The glow of wealth incarnate, veins glinting faintly with gold, every movement dripping with allure and danger. Lust’s smile deepened. “Much better.” Greed reached for him, fingers tracing his jaw, his thumb brushing across those too-soft lips. “You missed me.” “Always,” Lust murmured, leaning in. The space between them vanished. Their lips met, a collision of hunger and memory, of two ancient sins devouring the distance between them. Power rippled through the room, setting every candle ablaze, painting the walls in gold and crimson light. Their kiss was not gentle, it was claiming, a vow renewed in sin. Greed’s hands sank into Lust’s hair, and Lust’s laughter, low and sinful, vibrated again

Everyone present focused their gaze on the women, their eyes sparking with lust, surely, it would be nice to have a taste of the wealthy Cara, she was rendered useless, but they could explore her body, and that has only brought their hormones high. "Let me have her." A deep crispy voice sounded from the other angle of the room, the slightly old man picked up the glass, and stared at the figure scrawling on the floor, his eyes sparking with lust. "I want her!" Another voice boomed out. Lucas just stared, his hands on his hip, before he snickered, at the men, lust could really tend to render one useless, but was there a difference between lust and love? You crave for someone, and yet you want