Write What You Want! Novels & Stories

"I need your approval. You know we men love woman who are submissive. I need to know if you want me to continue or if you really want me to stop...." "Oh Damon I really need to release." "You want some more of me?" She closed her eyes and her body was shaking. She was so desperate. Her body was so heated up for me and she wanted me so much. I got closer to her again and inserted one finger as the other squeezed her clit. "Oh Fuckkk. Damon you're killing me." "Say please." "Damon I need to release." "I know and I'll make you cum a million times only if you say please. "

Finish what you started before you lose your mind.

I picture myself writing a book. What do I truly want? I want a home for me and Mallory. I want to provide for Mallory. I want a simple and content life, a quiet life. I want peace of mind. I want to write books and draw portraits and landscapes. I also want to learn to play the guitar and also, I want to fall in love to other things like; sunrise, sunset, the moon, stars, books, arts, nature and animals, coffee and tea, laughters and even sadness and loneliness sometimes. I want to fall in love with life, even when life is unfair, most of the times. I want to embrace life and not be afraid of life. ‘Mama, our bedroom is so small,’ Mallory said. ‘And this house is not dirty but just too old.

She said he thought he was cold and didn't care about anyone. I spent the rest of my day ffantasizingabout Leo, how we would love each other, how he would fall madly in love with me, and how he would make love to me. I prayed he would fall in love with me too. I wondered if he could ever fall in love with me. We were even two worlds apart in terms of financial status. I thought of both the good and bad and gave myself about a thousand and one reasons why Leo could never fall in love with me. I'm not even sure I was his type. My heart ached again.

Aria read them that evening and showed them to Damien. He read them. He said: Do you want to do it? She said: I think so. I am trying to make sure I want to do it rather than wanting to want to do it, which is a different thing and produces worse work. He said: What is the difference? She said: Wanting to do something means the doing of it produces energy. Wanting to want to do something means the doing of it consumes energy you do not have, because you are performing an enthusiasm you cannot feel. He said: Which is this? She was quiet for a moment. She said: I think it is the first one. I think I want to do it. I am just being careful about checking. He said: Then do it. She said: I will. H

But Richard’s voice kept repeating those words in his mind. Figure out what you actually want first. Fine. He could do that. He was going to do that.

Instead I just pinched my eyebrows. “What do you want to say?” I finally questioned. “I want you to write what you feel. OTHER THAN the so-called reality of society that you usually write. Instead of money, corruption etcetera, you can tell people how you feel about life, connection with people and umm- may be your childhood. The doubts you had when you were young. Life lessons or maybe what do you even think about love.” His eyes bulged at the end of sentence with a little smirk at the edge of his lips. That I decided to ignore because he was making some sense. After a whole minute of rubbing my index finger on the forehead, I broke the silence,

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He had called to ask what kind of fruits to use for fruit wine. Cold sweat dampened his palms. Andy sighed and looked straight at Josh through his glasses. "Was your urgent matter spending the holiday with your lover?" Josh's face darkened. "She's not my lover. We never crossed that line. I was only trying to help her. That's all." "Is that so?" Andy scoffed. The quiet sarcasm enraged Josh. "What the hell is your point?! Where's Rena?! I want to talk to her in person!" Andy shook his head. "My client doesn't want to see you."

I looked at him not knowing what to do. ' 𝑖𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑘 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑦 w𝑦rite 𝑖𝑡' he told me in a deep emotionless And tired voice. Do I want to ask him something? Oh yeah, I wanted to ask him his name. I quickly wrote it in the diary