Wild Desires Novels & Stories

The violet sun had completely set, and the city was illuminated by millions of glowing, neon-green moss spores floating in the humid air. Thousands of feet below, hidden beneath the thick mist, the Savage Wilds chittered and roared. Mwajuma looked down into the dark. "I am not coming back," she whispered to the abyss. She pictured the burning remains of her village. She pictured the colonial mortars tearing through the thatched roofs. And finally, she pictured her twin brother, Mwanamalundi. Ressi. The boy who commanded the sky.

When she was sure everyone was abed, or at least safely ensconced in their quarters, she snuck down the stairs and out the entrance that faced the loch. She breathed easier when she entered the shelter of the trees that divided part of the loch from the keep. Here she could move with relative obscurity and follow the loch until she was away. A great splash startled her, and she turned in the direction of the water. She went still, holding her breath as she peered through the trees toward the inky black water. There was barely a moon this night, and only a slim light was cast onto the rippling surface. It was enough for her to see that three men were taking a late swim. It was also enough for

The war between the Light and the Void was ancient, but the Wild was the wild card that would change the game forever. "Emma?" Félix whispered. "Yeah?" "Next time Nathaniel talks about 'logistics', remind him that he’s basically falling in love with a 'Wild' woman himself. Maya’s been eating raw venison for three days. I think the Saint is going feral." I laughed, a bright, clear sound that echoed through the ruins of my childhood. "I think the whole world is going feral, Félix. And I wouldn't have it any other way."

They pitied me for years while I planned a future that never existed. Tears blur everything. I trip over a root and fall hard, scraping my knees, but I push up and keep going. The dress tears at the hem. I do not stop to fix it. I just want to disappear. The trees grow thicker here. I realize I have crossed the border into the Wildlands. Neutral territory. Rogues. Dangerous wolves who answer to no pack. Normally that thought would terrify me. Right now it feels like exactly where I belong. Let something out here end this nightmare.

, she snapped. "Aww, here I was, thinking you're just an uncaring cold-hearted bitch", she side-hugged her while they both chuckled and the temperature dropped again. "Fuck, I've got to get this shit fixed soon" "I agree but I still can't believe you believe in that news thing. Just wait and watch the conspiracies that rise with this new "mysterious creature" thing tomorrow", Rita drawled. "Yeah right, so when do I meet this prince you've been talking about?", Belle asked, jumping on the overly comfortable bed right after Rita.

Then he would bathe himself in that glistening dew that drenched the flushed, pouting folds of her cunt, that gleamed on on her trembling Fingers, tempting him, tantalizing him. Watched her avidly, his breath sawing harshly in and Out of his chest. Her hips jerked and she let out a shudder ing cry, closing her thighs tightly around her hand as her face convulsed in ecstasy. Suddenly, a loud crack and a rustling sound came out of the woods. Annie sprang up and slid swiftly back into the water with a startled gasp. There was the sound of bushes Snapping back into place. A bellow of primordial rage burst out of his throat. He crashed out of the bushes, ready to hunt down whoever had

What could you do in the desert to ward off the sun; sit in your refrigerator? She smiled every time she talked to someone who hated it here; more wide-open spaces for her to play in. Less people to notice how odd she was. There weren’t many women who liked to explore wolf-infested woods alone in late September with winter closing in. Even fewer who would call it ripping great fun to see no one but wildlife for days. Jasmine blamed her friend’s oddities on growing up an orphan, but Wiley knew better. There was something wild inside her, something that needed to be free.

Winter pulls his hair until he lets out a cry. ”Let go! You evil!!!!” Ada gasped from beside them. “Jackery Fox!! How dare you call your sister evil?!....” Taking that as a chance, Winter runs up her stairs with an evil laugh echoing in the whole place. The next day, Winter strolled down the street wearing her casual long sleeve blue blazer and black high waist pants which she found in her closet after years of hibernation. The one thing Winter couldn't stop wondering about is the ability for her clothes to disappear always…..as if her clothes have legs and went for double dating when she started searching to wear for work.

He started moving so fast that she almost went crazy with ecstasy, especially when his manhood continued to pound and hit the innermost of her femininity. "Oh, do that again; hit that part again, baby, mmmnnnn, Andrew." Only now did Lana find out that there was also a part inside her that, when the young man hit, she really couldn't explain how intense the delicious shiver was and is driving her wild. "There you go, my god, Andrew, it’s coming out! Oh sh*t! Shit, I’m coming!" Lana said weakly, followed by a long and accented moan of happiness.

"Mr. York, there’s a place outside of Confluence Base City. You will find all kinds of animals infected with the zombie virus there. There are also many zombies, zombie-hunting teams, and wild martial artists that enjoy seeking treasure in the Wilderness. Old Master Sandford eyed Lucas enquiringly. He did not know if Lucas would be happy with his recommendation. Lucas thought that the place seemed quite interesting and would be worth making a trip to. Lucas stayed in Confluence Base City for three more days. The Top Three Families were busy supervising the outer city’s restoration lest zombies continued to attack their city. Three days later, Lucas bade farewell to Old Master Sandford and le