Thirst Kdrama Novels & Stories

I confirmed. " Don't worry Mamma! We just dealt with them. But we can't leave without Braze. He is somewhere here. We need to get to him. But...." She adjusted her collar as if she was having difficulty breathing. " But I am so thirsty Mamma. It's like my organ are drying up. I need something... I need something to drink. " I saw the veins on her body slithering as she tried scratching it. I knew this thirst. I understood what she was craving. It was a bequest from her damned father. A curse running in her vein.

A dark, irrational craving that made my skin feel too tight, as if I needed to shed my very humanity just to breathe. I was burning, and in my delirium, I couldn't distinguish the fever of my injury from the fever of the bond. I saw him behind my eyelids—the way his jaw had tightened when he looked at me, the raw power rolling off him in waves. I hated him for being there, and I hated myself for the way my body was screaming for him to be closer. "Water," I hissed, the word breaking against my teeth. The thirst was a living thing, a jagged claw scraping at the back of my throat. I needed to drown the images, to quench the fire that felt less like sickness and more like a slow, agonizing surr

Every night, she heated her body exchanging explicit words with her husband. But Scholar Park's shallow pounding failed to detonate her every single time, ending in a pathetic release. Filled with venom from mating with a husband who only heated her up without finishing the job. In-young suffered from a maddening, agonizing thirst day by day, unable to fall asleep at night.

Myra visibly relaxed when she saw me placing the bowl down. "Alright then, you go ahead and reach out to their customer service, and I'll get the bed ready for us. Don't forget to drink the soup—taking care of your stomach is important." Her footsteps faded away toward the bedroom. I lifted the bowl and took a sip. My stomach abruptly clenched. It was a sharp, visceral pang that instantly brought back the relentless agony of stomach cancer from my previous life. I picked up a spoon and slowly pushed aside the vegetable pieces floating on the surface. Beneath lay chunks of chicken, stewed under tender and soft. And beside them were thick slices of ginger, a handful of cardamom pods, and three

My agony as a wife is cleaning and arranging the scattered things even though I don't benefit from my husband's pleasure as he was fucking other's pussy. I got dizzy. I remembered that I hadn't eaten since I woke up. I didn't even had a water, that's why I feel so hungry. I slowly stood up. I hold to the end of Theron's table. "Athara, go downstairs. Get the food I ordered." I nodded. I endured hunger. I went back to Theron's office, I was sweating even though the entire company was air-conditioned. aybe it's because of hunger that I'm sweating.

Just when she thought that she was getting to cope with one feeling I had not even fully recovered from, another thing will happen that will make her even question because of existing or breathing at all. As she was returning back to the Alpha's household she was feeling extremely thirsty and her legs were wobbly even though she didn't have much money into it the few times that she did she still found it very difficult to even muster any appetite. Even when she managed to get him and placed it in front of her it felt so tasteless and beat her but because of the work that she have to do she would show me down her throat even though it made her feel like vomiting every single muscle food that

She tried to shake her head from feeling dizzy and the sweat she's creating was too unbearable. It’s hot. She needs cold water. She felt thirsty and feels like she's burning, and it’s so uncomfortable. “Vale?” she heard his voice. “Keith...I’m...thirsty...” she said, feeling herself swaying. She felt his hands wrapping on her waist. “I...it's hot...I need cold water...please...” she closed her eyes and shake her heads. “What happened, why are your skin’s burning?” his voice rang in her ear.

David swallowed hard, his mind was already picturing how he would take her Inside the bathtub. He slowly walked up to the bathtub and stepped inside. He took the glass of wine from her hand and drank it all up. " Why ? Are you thirsty?" Sheila mocked? He had taken a glass of water before they left the kitchen. " I am very thirsty." He said and took her hand and kissed it. His eyes were trained on her and Sheila could see the lust and burning desire in them.

I was cut off when I came down and Thyro spoke to me. "Sorry—" he stopped what he was going to say when his eyes landed on the woman in front of me, the earlier smile on Thyro's lips gradually disappeared and his jaw clenched. She turned to Thyro, who was raising his eyebrows and cursing, and suddenly became so kind that you thought he was a saint. "Oh my gosh . . . Thyro honey! Finally," she shocked with tears in her eyes and silently approached Thyro and pressed her for a kiss. Suddenly, Thyro couldn't move immediately but he couldn't lose his anger that I could see in his ocean blue eyes, anger, hatred and resentment . . . that I don't know why? Where did it come from and why do I see it

Thane knew she had feelings for him, but he could never return her affection. "I-I'm sorry. I was worried." She said. "Try touching me again, and you're dead!" He yelled again before leaving Mia dumbfounded. Thane ran outside the castle, looking for a way to appease his hunger. He wasn't thirsty for water. He was craving for blood. He had a strong urge to kill and a desire to eat someone. He ran to the woods, searching and hunting for something he could eat. His stomach crumbled, and the longer he tried to control his hunger, the more his craving grew.