Thirsty Novels & Stories

She offers her with a smile. After some time, the girl brings a bowl full of water for Lucy and offers her. She smiled at her. “Thanks” Lucy replied with a smile. She was thirsty and her throat was dry. This is much needed today. As she gulped down the cold liquid into her stomach from her throat the taste triggers her thirst and she drinks all in a haste. The taste was different which alarm Lucy but she ignored it because her body needs it.

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.

Twisted the top. Empty. Fuck. I tossed it across the seat, hard enough to dent the interior panel. The hunger clawed up my spine. My vision blurred red at the edges. My hands gripped the wheel tighter. The leather groaned under the pressure of my claws. It wasn’t just thirst. It was something worse. A pull. A violent, vicious craving that rolled through my chest like thunder. I tried to breathe. To focus. To think of Raymond. His voice. His heartbeat. The way his blood sang when I got close.

she points to a glass of water on the bedside table. I can't help but feel really thirsty. Should I drink some water?

“I need your help to ensure it goes in my favor.” My throat is dry, raw, and aching. I reach for the water bottle and unscrew the cap. I want to gulp it down, drown myself in it, but I sip slowly instead, just enough to soften the dryness—not enough to quench the gnawing thirst. I give Braden a nod in return but really that could mean anything.

With each step, Lily's thirst intensifies, her mouth dry and parched as she makes her way down the corridor. "I need water," she murmurs to herself, her voice raspy and weak. "I have to find some water." As she rounds the corner, however, Lily finds herself not in the kitchen but in the dimly-lit bar. A bottle of whisky stands on the counter, its amber liquid glinting under her blurry gaze. "Water," she whispers, her eyes fixed on the bottle. "I need water." Lily's gaze lingers on the bottle for what feels like an eternity, her mind a whirlpool of confusion and thirst. Her hand, shaking with fatigue, reaches for the bottle, its cool glass a beacon in the darkness.

The person other line screamed then the call drops. Aishat- Hello? Hello?

Heart thumped steady, thrill of sneaking amplifying the ache low in my belly. Kitchen door swung soundless; I flicked the under-cabinet light low, a soft amber glow pooling on granite counters. Fridge hummed open—chill blasting my bare legs, goosebumps prickling thighs up to my mound. Grabbed a glass, twisted the cap off a sparkling water, fizz hissing eager. Gulped half down, water cold-trickling my chin, dripping onto my chest. The silk darkened instant where it hit, clinging translucent to my nipple, turning it to a hard, rosy bullet.

she said. “At the point when it stalls out, here...” She folded her hand over the center of her neck. “My body jerks like it's attempting to save itself, but I continue pushing and that triggers something and my brain goes foggy. My throat swallows, and it goes further. That is the point at which the astonishing frenzy thing occurs when I can't relax. My body heaves to save itself, yet I push it more profound and my throat gets generally delicious, similar to as having a climax. Then there's no restriction, I can take every last bit of it, and it gets me so energized I nearly get off. You ought to attempt it.”

“Fuck, that’s good.” She sped up her movements, bobbing her head up and down over his length and hollowing her cheeks. The grip on her hair tightened and Jake shifted again. “Take a deep breath … when I hit the back of your throat again, swallow. You won’t be able to breathe, but I’ll pull back.”