Wanting Book Novels & Stories

Rosemary’s Pov “I will eat later…” I say softly , offering him a smile. He exchanges a look with Xavier , but I do not stay for the lectures that I know is coming. Instead I walk to the entrance and sit on the floor in a crossed legged position – my eyes fixated on the fiery red flames that almost touches the sky. I sit out there for a while , enjoying the peace of being alone. At this moment , all I ever want is to be alone. I would often feel my stomach kick me with hunger , as my nose smelt the food that was cooking but I easily turned my attention back to the burning kingdom.

I never wanted him to stop. Wanted him to never, ever stop. Lord, it feels so good. So fucking perfect and addicting. His hand landing on my ass felt just perfect for my drowsy brain. He squeezed my burning ass cheeks and spanked both my ass hard at the same time, making me whimper into the sheets and press my ass upwards into his palm desperately. I couldn’t think, couldn’t form coherent thoughts in my brain anymore. I just wanted to keep on getting spanked until I cum.

He wasn't someone who should affect my emotions so much, and I shouldn't let him. He only wanted my body, and I only wanted his. I wrapped my arm around his neck and pressed his head down to catch his lips with mine. A low gasp escaped my lips when his finger entered my opening and rubbed against my wall. I arched my back, pressing my butt against him, and moaned. "I want to fuck you." He whispered, his teeth slightly grazing my lips. "I want to bite you, and devour you." My body jerked. I felt my opening water as a response to his words and I bit his lower lip. "Do to me whatever you please." I agreed.

Aurelia's POV Is it weird that I wanted to be in this position and not her? I wanted to be touched by Silas. I wanted him to take my virginity. I felt slimy in between just by the thoughts of it, the first time I am feeling this way. This isn't right, I told myself as I finally mustered enough courage to walk away from his doorstep. I guess I would have to make another coffee because my boss is busy. I went back to by room, imaginations of what Silas and Athena could be doing flashed through my head.

I felt his breath on the nape of my neck. “Tell me the one that scared you the most to write.” My voice cracked. “Page forty-one.” He opened to it, read silently for three heartbeats, then read aloud, voice perfectly even: “‘I want him to bend me over this chair and fuck me raw while he makes me read my own words back to him. I want to come so hard I cry, and I want him to keep going until I beg him to stop, and then I want him to ignore me.’”

MICAH Have you ever just wanted to watch the world burn? Like you want the biggest surge of fire to descend out of nowhere and raze everything in its wake to ashes. Like you want to watch every living thing burn to death, screaming for help while the fire disintegrated them from the inside out, denting their flesh bit by bit until there was nothing left, Other than ashes. Like you want to watch a tsunami clear up everyone all in one sweep. Like you want to watch at the snap of a finger, the world is going void of every living thing. Like you just want to make them suffer and drink to the rhythm of their screams, the symphony…

Sealing my eternal promise that they'll feel my hell fire and wrath for every drop of blood he bled, for every wince of pain, for every groan and every uneven breath he took painfully, They'll feel a thousand more. I'll make them wish they were dead. That's a promise.

"As far as where we're going, I thought we'd go somewhere quiet so we can talk in private. Is that okay?" "Yeah, that's fine." As long as he holds my hand, everything is wonderful. What am I talking about? I don't want to be a werewolf and someone's mate. I just want to be an ordinary human woman who finds a man she falls in love with and lives happily ever after.

Like he was walking on broken glass. What did I want? The question echoed in the hollow space inside me. I wanted him. I’d always wanted him. But wanting him was like wanting the moon – beautiful, impossible, and guaranteed to leave you cold and alone in the dark. Wanting him got me branded ‘Beta Reject’. Wanting him got me Loveth’s vicious attention. Wanting him right now, after *that* kiss, felt like stepping off a cliff.

Natalie had not woken up planning to host half the population of the city. Especially after she had gone to sleep angrily because of the foolish stunt Liam had pulled. She’d actually wanted the opposite. Her plan had been to drink her coffee in peace, scroll through the latest design trends and gallery openings, and maybe… maybe work on the sketch she’d abandoned five years ago. The universe, however, apparently thought her villa was a community center.