Wanting Novels & Stories

Listened to the territory breathe. Felt the full weight of what she wanted without managing it. Without filing it. Without making it useful. Just wanted it. Completely. For herself. For the first time in three years. And the wanting the simple, clean, personal wanting felt like the last thing that had been waiting finally arriving. Finally home.

He lifted his head, pulling me closer to him and groaning as I fitted myself against his lower body. Angling his head, he claimed my mouth again. His kiss deepened, it got more savage. Filling me with fire, filling me with heat. He spread his fingers along my hips, cupping my bottom and pressing me more tightly to him. " Logan," I gasped. I felt him grow harder at the sound of his name on my lips. " I want you," he whispered. His voice was hoarse and gravelly with need. " Here. Now. I want you.

It isn't even just the rut, or the demands of my wolf. It’s worse. It’s real. I want him beside me. Not just in bed. Not just during heat and hunger. Always. I want his voice in my head when I make decisions. His scent in my space when I walk into a room. His goddamn bratty smirk when I come back from war. I want him. But wanting makes me vulnerable. Saying it makes it real. And if he turns from me after that, I don’t think I’ll survive it. So I say nothing.

Anya looked at me with the silver eyes. “You are very good at wanting things for other people,” she said. It was such a specific observation. Not a compliment exactly. An accurate characterisation. “I learned it,” I said. “It did not come naturally. I spent a long time only wanting to survive. Then wanting revenge. Then wanting the restoration. The wanting for other people came later, when surviving and revenge and restoration were done and there was space for something quieter.” “What does it feel like?” she said. “

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The Omega Luna's Revenge Chapter 35: The Treaty of Two Worlds

Attraction, hate, anger, pain, frustration. Need.

Is that all you have to say? What do you want me to say, Maya? That I want the same thing? That I’ve been fantasizing about claiming you, marking you, making you mine since your first shift? That I can’t sleep without thinking about you? That every time another wolf looks at you I want to rip their throat out? My breath catches. I read the message three times, my heart racing. Yes. That’s exactly what I want you to say. Well I can’t. Because wanting something and being able to have it are two different things.

Sky asked calmly with a smile. Azxel shifted. “I mean… I keep coming back here. You keep allowing me in. You tell me to come, and I do. And I just do whatever you want. You stare at me like that. So I just —” He swallowed. “I want to know what this is.” Sky tilted his head slightly, a smile stretching just enough to be dangerous. “You want a definition of all this?” Azxel nodded slowly. Sky chuckled, softly but it sounded cruel. “Why? Will a word make you feel better?”

"Longing." *

Julianne cut me off and hastily stood up, running towards the bathroom and I sucked in a sharp breath. “Really? You don't have to go out of your way to make me happy.” I sighed sadly. I knew that Julianne loved me as a friend and she wanted the best for me. But I wasn't selfish to let her go out of her way just to prove that she wanted the best for me. I shook my head, not wanting to think too much about it. I needed to get over Val, so I wouldn't give Julie anything to worry about.

"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.