Carnal Stories

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my desperation and longing is rotting me. i cannot be both patient and happy, nor pleasantly hopeful without derangement. i make life anguished in the meantime to scorn myself. what you see here are some things i do when i think my desperation into words

"It all started on an otherwise classically dull Thursday evening. On this useless day in the middle of the week, Henry made a decision. Four months, eight days and a few hours after June left him, he decided that he'd had enough." What do you do when you are in your mid-thirties, bored at work and single again? With friends and an internet access, you have fun! Untill you meet this one girl... and have even more fun! ____________ Mature parts are private. Follow me to read them and get the whole story.

My breath came in short pants and my heart took off at a staccato pace. I felt my skin warm and my blood tingle and this was all just from seeing him again. At first he looked shocked, and then his face turned to a mask of longing. I could hardly believe that I was standing here staring into the eyes of Zach, my Zachary. And then just as quickly a wave of anger washed over his face. I was taken aback by the intensity. He winked at me and then he did the unthinkable. He reached for the girl beside him and laid a kiss on her that would make the Madame of a whore house blush. I quickly turned away and ran off in the other direction. How could I have been so stupid to think that Zach would want plain old me after what I did to him three years ago? He was way to gorgeous to sit around and long for me the same way that I craved him. It was nothing more that just a stupid little girls fantasy, but dammit, why did seeing the truth of it have to hurt so much?

An introspection of a mallu thread bare His/her innocence adaptbility and the properties which a mallu has that of liquid which can take any shape as that of a container. An intoxicating story till the lees.

A collection of erotic poetry meant to be felt rather than read.

Of all others, only one would possess the carnal knowledge to tame such a wicked soul.

After being kidnapped, Charlotte's forced to adapt to her new mysterious, psychopathic family and forced to love the man she was taken for. As secrets of the families unwind, she battles between these beasts and trying to keep herself alive in their world.

My walk with God - my personal flaws confessed, the reality I have experienced testified

My life, in play. In snippets. To be continued.

Street level prostitutes are dying and their bodies are being dumped on the outskirts of Omaha Nebraska. Only an elite task force can track down the elusive serial killer. As the clock ticks and more bodies are found, you'll step inside the barrier tape and witness every detail of the investigation. Follow these men and women as they wrestle with their own demons in pursuit of a monster.

Detective Lorelai O'Hare has had enough. Following the latest in her string of failed first dates, she's sworn off men entirely. A dominant by nature, she has yet to find her equal among her fellow wolves. Funny, but she hadn't expected to meet her match in a panther who had made sex his business...and who had turned all of that skill on her. Donovan Reece was empty, filled only by his work and the mixed group of cat shifters who looked to him for protection. When he comes face to face with a proud female who can stoke his beast to purring, that emptiness takes on the shape of a wolf. Can he sooth her hurts long enough for her to trust him, or will the carnal thing between them be their undoing?

La historia trata de dos hermanastros que se enamoran al pasar muchooo tiempo juntos y ellos tienen una hermosa muy entrometida hermana la cual es fujoshi. samantha es la mejor amiga de Annie la hermana y aparece en el segundo libro

HIGHEST RANK: #7 ~ CARNAL #182 ~ AFTER DARK I was slowly trying to think what turned me on most by him.. He seemed to initiate a slow and consuming burning fire within my body. The way his rough hands handled and slowly caressed my body with such finesse and softness. Or was it the trail of ice hot fire that his fingers seemed to leave lingering on my skin. Maybe it was the feeling of how his rough digits slid down my neck slowly raising goosebumps in its path...