He wants her like a flame wants wood- to blaze fierce, then leave her as ash in the wind. She wants him like a reader wants a story- to breathe in every page, to linger until the final line refuses to come. They meet in the middle, but the middle is hollow. His fire devours, not cherishes; her tale dreams, not touches. And still- in that fragile collision, the heat feels like eternity, and the fiction tastes like truth..... ⚠️ WARNING This book, Desires, available on Wattpad, contains mature and sexual content. It is strictly for readers 18+. The male lead is not a virgin. Please proceed only if you are comfortable and choosing to read of your own free will.