Wanting Book Novels & Stories

They both ruined my life in their own way. And just like I can’t stop craving Wesley , I can’t stop wanting Falcon. Rather, my wolf can’t stop, but what’s the difference? I still want to fall on my knees and beg them both to fuck me in any and every way possible, whether the desire comes from my wolf or from my human side.

she said. "I want things independently all the time." "Not about us." He was quiet. "About us I want what's good for us," he said. "That's not the absence of wanting. It's a specific kind of it." She thought about that. "That's going in the book," she said. "Which book." "Whichever one needs it." He almost smiled.

The wanting was the problem. I had been operating in survival mode since before I walked through these gates. Survival mode had a specific relationship with desire. It allowed functional wants, wants that served the mission. I wanted to win the trials. I wanted the herbs to hold. I wanted enough time to build something that could stand on its own. Those wants were permitted because they had a purpose beyond themselves. But wanting Cassian Valehart's hands on my face because they were warm and because he had been honest with me from the beginning and because the kiss had felt like something I did not have a word for, that was a want that served nothing except itself.

Want 82 “Do you want anything else?” Her mother asked for the nth time. She can sense her mom's panicking as she keeps on glancing in her baby's direction. The siblings were inside the library, maybe they'll talk about something inside and she's left here with her babies and mother. “Mommy,” she called. “Can you sit for a moment? Uhm, calm down?” Millet released a frustrated breath and sat on the single couch. Havoc, Haven, and Hades are silently sitting on the couch and behaving themselves.

I intoned lazily. “You know, you should thank your stars that I’m not a woman. Women are always angry when a man remembers them just because they want something,” he drawled grumpily. I chuckled. “You’re right, and I’m quite happy you’re not a woman. It would have been awkward.” “So, what is it you want?” “I want you to track down two people. Just track down one, and the other will be within grasp. I’ll send you their personal information.” I paused, serious now. “I’d be really grateful if you could give it your all, Vix.”

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Specific. "That I wanted you," he said. "Not needed. Wanted. The specific, unjustifiable, entirely personal kind of wanting that has no framework to hide behind if it doesn't work out." He held my gaze. "Need can be managed. Need has a logic. Want is just exposure. It is standing in an open field with nothing around you and hoping the thing you are hoping for arrives." I looked at him.

“What burdens you?” I exhaled slowly, the sound loud in the silence. “I met a woman. She helped me. Out of kindness. Now all I think about is lust for her.” A shaky inhale on the other side. The faint rustle of fabric, the soft creak of her shifting weight. “Perhaps she… likes being desired.” “I was taught to repay kindness with kindness. But my kindness pales next to my desire. I want her to know what I think when I look at her.”

I tapped it open. Aquarius. A familiar name. Loyal, consistent. Generous. He tipped more than most, sometimes more than I thought anyone would spend—and he’d asked, more than once, for a private video call. I always refused. No matter how high the offer climbed, my answer never changed. Because if this was about money, I already had enough. And if it was about something else, something physical—I wasn’t interested. Not now. What I wanted couldn’t be bought in tips or negotiated in messages. I wanted something real. Something close. Something that didn’t disappear the moment the screen went dark.

Damien smirked. Raven felt her heart beat fast, she genuinely was attracted to him, "No." she said sounding firm. Damien's hand went to her face and cupped her neck and his thumb was on her cheek, "Why?" Raven was taken aback with the way his voice was cajoling, "Damien what is it you want exactly?" "You." "Huh?" "I said I want you, Raven," Raven felt her pulse quickening at the way he said it, especially her name, she looked into his eyes and she started when she found him gazing at her and his gaze didn't shift.