Top Books On Addiction Novels & Stories

Addiction /əˈdɪkʃ(ə)n/ The fact or condition of being addicted to a particular substance or activity. ___________________________________________________________________________ 9 / 7 / 2021 Addiction…. We all have some type of addiction in this world ; from drugs to harmless addictions to bowl of noodles , nevertheless they are addictions. Some are much more serve than others , and… the wonderful thing is that it is visible to any passerby. I say it is wonderful because the person gains support – an alcoholic will gain support from passerby or family members while be vomits up his breakfast. They support them , they identify the person’s addiction and pushes them to get treatment.

Caldwell did not sleep. He sat in the dark of his study, jacket discarded, tie loosened, staring at the muted television as headlines began to crawl across the bottom of the screen. Executive corruption. Private data manipulation. Anonymous leaks. His phone had stopped ringing not because people had stopped calling—but because he had turned it off. For the first time in years, silence did not comfort him. It threatened him. He replayed every move in his mind. Every careful step he had taken to design people, shape outcomes, eliminate risk.

He answered as she slowly placed the glass tip on her lips and took a big gulp. "How are you feeling now?..." He sat down on the chair beside the bed, crossing his leg on another and resting arms on armchair. The chair was looking so small in front of him. "Why you brought me here?... I said no to drugs for a reason, still you used?..." She asked placing the glass back on the nightstand and totally ignoring his question. "it's the effect of medicines. I couldn't leave you injured among the dead bodies... And it's a good manners to introduce yourself first miss___?"

I tried to bury myself in his chest, hearing his words, wanting me to run away from myself, from my consciousness. “Why are you saying something like this?” I questioned, on his neck closing my eyes, not wanting to look at him. “My fragile, have you done any drugs?” He crossed questioned, taking a turn in his path. I nodded my head in negative instead of speaking. “Then you don’t know what addiction is. I can do anything to keep my addiction to me and I mean anything.” He explained, but it only raises my worry about him. He entered his bedroom and laid me down on his bed.

The sight was ravishingly tempting, urging him to do something sinful to her. Luca was tempted to be buried deep inside her, but he refrained from doing so. He didn't want to get her mad. She passed out on him last night so he was sure she would be pissed when she'd wake up but then again. When it came to her, he just couldn't get enough of her no matter how much he tried to control himself. She was such an addiction that it scares the f*ck out of him sometimes and yet again he was tempted to devour her all the time.

“I’ve never met anyone else so perfect for me—inside and outside of the bedroom—and I’m not letting you go. I’m gonna take you any way I can get you, baby girl. Any way at all. Even if that means it’s on your terms.” “You’re crazy,” I whispered, a tear falling down my cheek. “You don’t get what my addiction is, do you? You don’t get how I could destroy you, me, and everyone around us. I could hurt us all without batting an eyelid because that’s what my addiction is. It’s just too tempting to fight.” “You’re the biggest addiction I’ve ever been faced with. I’m not going to let you hurt us. Do you see that?” “No, because you don’t know.”

Jack was killed, and Mason had taken control over Buckland's underworld, and here we were, under the terrible effects of his few year's rule. I really wished I was going to be the person to end his terrible reign, but then I had to be very careful about my wish, because even though I wanted a better Buckland, it was not easy to become an underworld boss here in Buckland. It came with its advantages and disadvantages. It made you enemies to many. Even as wonderful as Jack was in his time, he still acquired so many enemies. It doesn't matter how good or bad you are, you must definitely have enemies, and I wasn't sure if I was ready to have that kind of public attention.

DANGEROUS ADDICTION: SEX, LOVE AND SCADAL "Everything I hate...Yet Crave." A COLLECTION OF STEAMY SEXUAL FANTASIES. This story contains smut, therefore caution advised if you are underaged, please do not read or if you would feel uncomfortable with extremely explicit sexual contents. Stay away if you are not a fan of self gratification, taboos and non-committal relationships. If you feel like you can read on then be my adorable guest on a highly steamy and pleasurable journey that will leave you so high, horny and sexually active only at reading. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK OF HORNINESS

The top millionaires and billionaires came there to gamble away while some others mainly came there to watch others play, hang around at the casino bar, or watch women sing and perform sexy dances. There wasn't a day that went by that the casino wasn't packed which made me draw a conclusion that having a gambling addiction was worse than that of smoking cigarettes. A man screaming at the receptionist in the lobby caught my attention, making me stop there. And I recognized him immediately. He was an assemblyman and one of the top people I hated so much.

He never missed any of the banquets mostly on behalf of her father, she wanted to see him and mostly talk to him. Looking in the far distance " what time are we leaving? " she asked silently and he placed his other hand under her chin bringing back her lovely face in to his view. There fingers were still intertwined together, she gave him a beautiful smile. Slowly and slowly she was becoming a drug The more closer he got to her the more addicted he was starting to get mostly to the daughter of his number one enemy.