Abduction Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Her throat tightened, eyes misted, as if she could will reality to transform. She read it again, hoping the words might change under her gaze. But they remained the same, unyielding in their cruelty. The invitation slipped from her fingers, fluttering like a burned-out matchstick onto the marble floor. Aidan had belonged to her for two years, their lives knitted together in a shared future. Their dreams had unraveled just three months ago when he claimed he needed "space." Apparently, his "space" included a dazzling engagement ring and her sister's triumph.

My fingers found my swollen clit and started rubbing in slow circles. The sight was too much. Isaac’s powerful body dominating my sister. The way he held her hair. The wet sounds. The raw lust on his face. Rehab had not worked. Not even close. I had found him attractive the second I saw him chopping wood. I had imagined him between my thighs, those strong hands holding me down, that thick cock stretching me. I tried to shove the thought away the moment I learned he was married to Claire. But now, watching him use her mouth while his eyes suddenly lifted and locked onto mine through the crack in the doorway, something dark and delicious bloomed inside me.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

"I was talking about that one! Room 143!" "Room 143?" I looked at him again and he looked so pissed. "What does it have to do with us when we are at the abandoned building?" He sighed heavily before pushing me off the bed. "Go. I can't talk to you anymore. You're so slow." As soon as he said that, I finally and miraculously figured out what he wanted to say. He's using the number 143 as a way to say I LOVE YOU since I am 1 letter, Love consists of 4 letters, and You consists of 3 letters.

J About Aurelia Aurelia Skye is the pen name USA Today bestselling author Kit Tunstall uses when writing science fiction romance. It’s simply a way to separate the myriad types of stories she writes so readers know what to expect with each “author.” Join her newsletter at kittunstall.com/newsletter.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

He paused upon noticing her wedding picture with Dominic gracing the wall. "What?" she asked. "You're married," he said, pointing at the photograph. "He is out of town," she responded. "He doesn't make you happy?" "Yeah. So please, make me happy," she said seductively. "Gladly," he said and pulled her closer. "He doesn't know what he is missing, leaving a hot babe like you alone." She giggled and leaned in closer. The guy began to plant kisses on her neck. Andra knew what she was doing was wrong but she could not stop. She was lost in her feelings of abandonment.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.