The Passion Novel Novels & Stories

The Forge of Eternal Passion had tempered existence itself into something unbreakable and incandescent. The Song now burned with white-hot intensity, its melody a continuous roar of flesh meeting flesh, desperate moans, and triumphant cries of release. Ninety chapters of flame after the Omega’s arrival at Thornwood, love had not only survived it had become the supreme, all-consuming force of creation.

[This is just a preview of the book, the rest of the history its not in this platform] I am aware that many would die to be in my position, in Vanessa Collins' position: married to the great millionaire Bill Allen, living surrounded by luxury and being a partner in a multi-million dollar company, but still, there is an emptiness in me that nothing can fill. Not even the greatest luxuries in the world can fill what I have lost and will never get back. I released an intense sigh as I watched my husband come downstairs for breakfast.

“Are you alright, Patricia?” I placed my hand on the burning skin of my chest. My eyes still followed Jessica as she slowly enlarged the distance between us, looking completely petrified of what she had done. I don’t know what hurt more at that moment; the burn on my skin, or the fact that she hated me enough to do this to me. “Why?” Just then, as if God had answered my subconscious wishes, I heard a voice, the voice which I desperately longed for more than anything at that moment.

They kicked in the door. Inside— No guards. No gunfire. Just a single desk. A briefcase. And a document inside. Lorenzo grabbed it, scanned the top line. “Marriage clause,” he said. Isabella stepped beside him, her voice cold. “Burn it.” He handed her the lighter. She didn’t hesitate. The flames curled the paper inward, blackening the edges, devouring the words that once controlled her fate. When it was gone, she looked at him. “What now?”

My whole body was on fire now. I should be running away. I should burn with rage against him I thought. But the fire in me burned within me was not fuel by rage, but by passion. I held on to the headboard above my head, and met his eyes. I knew he saw the fire in me, I saw it in him too.

The taste of his mouth was like fire, igniting a flame deep within me that burned with an intense passion. With a fierce determination, I began to strip away our clothes, desperate to feel the heat of his skin against mine. Athen's hands were everywhere, running across my body, pulling me closer to him as we lost ourselves in the moment. The hut was filled with an electric charge that seemed to pulse through the air with every breath we took. Our bodies moved with a desperation born of a passion that had been kept at bay for far too long. Each time our skin touched, it was as if sparks flew between us, igniting a fire that burned hotter with every passing moment.

The explosion of passion burst from me and my lips separated, welcoming his kiss, needing his embrace. God, how I'd been tormented with memories of this, of how his kiss felt, tasted, and how he had moved me. His hands found the waistband of my jeans, separating them before I even realized, and I whimpered as he pushed them apart, just enough to provide him access to my feminine core. Lower went the jeans, and his hand pushed inside my cotton briefs, his fingers brushed past the pale hair at the apex of my thighs and found the most sensitive cluster of nerves.

Starved Passion::: There was so much passion between them, it started as a flame and turned into a roaring fire, God! How he missed her, missed having her soft body next to him as they lay naked in his bed. "Damn!" He swore out loud and threw his glass of Scotch across the room, " why can't I get her out of my head?" He screamed. He threw himself into work, signing deals, returning to his normal routine except bringing women home to his bed, she had ruined him for other women, it was Friday evening, so he changed into his suit and headed to one of his finest hotel to dine.

The music was too loud for them to talk normally. Coral nodded her eyes on her phone screen. A minute she showed Chloe what she was doing till now with a smile. Chloe scrutinized the content, not having any sort of idea what it was shown. “What the heck is Paradise of Pleasure?” “It's a place where people go to enjoy themselves,” Coral explained in an amusing tone but Chloe didn't like it at all. She grabbed Coral's phone from her hold and went through the information about that place. The more she read, the more baffled she was. She scoffed reading the description of the place. She zeroed her gaze at the green sign and the words that said ‘BOOKED’ at the end of the page. She blinked, making

This heavy rain is unforgettable for me. He just continues to fucked my ass, and I continue moaning. He holds my neck and he started to moves very fast. Ohh, ahhh, ughhhhh! " This is just what you can hear from me. He kisses my lips, and he continues to move. Ahhhhhh, ughhhhh—these are the words I can hear from him also. "You're so hot; why are you so delicious?" as he said. This is my first time experiencing this lustful feeling."