Abusive Ex Romance Books Novels & Stories

“This is rape with a pretty word on it.” Ash’s smile thinned. “Call it whatever keeps you righteous. Your scent called across the border. We answered. We don’t apologize for taking what’s in heat on our land.” “I’m not in heat.” Rook rolled his hips the inch the knot allowed. I gasped. More spend pushed against the seal. “You will be,” Rook said into my skin. “Or close enough.” We stayed locked a long time. Rook pulled out slow. I felt empty and flooded at once. Cum leaked out of me in a thick line. He looked at it, pushed two fingers back in as if he couldn’t stand the waste, then wiped them on my thigh.

I leaned in and kissed him deeply, our tongues sliding together as the sounds of screaming and flesh slapping continued behind us. The kiss grew hotter, more desperate as Damien’s hands roamed over my body, squeezing my ass, my breasts, claiming every inch of me. Then, in one smooth motion, he flipped me onto my back on the sofa, laying me down beneath him. He pushed my legs wide open, freed his cock and thrust into me hard. I cried out as he filled me completely. He fucked me with mercilessly. The sofa creaked under us as he pounded into my sore pussy, one hand choking my throat while the other pinned my wrist above my head. Behind us, Silas and Kai’s broken screams mixed with my loud moans

“For the company. For the marriage. For the two years Luna spent fixing things.” I looked away. “Rose will use that,” she continued. “She will keep reminding him. We need to take that away.” “How?” “We give him something stronger,” she said. I looked down at the broken photograph. “Luna is not weak,” I said slowly. “She did not break today.” “No,” my mother agreed. Her voice turned colder. “She will not break easily.” She leaned slightly forward. “That is how she was raised.” I looked at her. “Her mother was the same,” she continued. “A woman who married a man who did not love her. Stayed anyway. Smiled anyway.”

I love you all. Stay healthy, wealthy and cheerful. With endless gratitude and love, The Author. THE END? Not really. Book 2, ON YOUR KNEES MR. BILLIONAIRE continues in the next chapter where we see the challenges of their fairytale marriage. Kindly walk with me, let's enjoy that journey as well.

She wasn't a pet, goddammit! Lei pressed the papers tightly across her chest, a smile tipping the corner of her cherry lips, her eyes stung badly as she fought back every urge to cry. Lucas! That bastard! He.. heavens.. He sold her! Because of the miscarriage? He sold her because of the miscarriage? Her eyes dropped to the statement written in garamond on the file “luxury life in companionship contract.” Lei flicked her tongue. Luxury life? Her fingernails dug into the document. He was really good, he really was good at this. That bastard made it look like he was giving her a good life.

Book 2: Random Wetness: Blurb: What would you do if, in the middle of a wild party, just trying to dance your heartbreak away over a colleague you secretly crave, then a stranger grabbed you from behind, bent you over so fast and started fucking. Just when you wanted to raise your voice, you started enjoying the pleasure….you leaving you too weak to stand? Yeah. That happened to me. Crushing on the dangerously handsome Kaelon Draven, who doesn’t even know I exist, has driven me to some very reckless choices: Like hiring a smug love doctor to cure my obsession. Like disguising myself as a man just to land a job in his company.

But then Amaya appeared like a nightmare in high heels, dragging reality behind her like a net. And suddenly I remembered exactly who Damien Vaughn was — or who he had been to me. The ex-husband who had broken me in ways I still hadn’t fully recovered from. The man I’d said goodbye to so many times, only to be pulled back into his orbit again. The person I had promised myself I would never let close enough to hurt me again. Yet here we were. Again. I sat upright in bed, leaning against the headboard, a book open on my lap. I’d been staring at the same page for fifteen minutes. The words kept slipping out of focus, tumbling into a blur of letters my mind refused to hold.

Hi! I'm excited to share my new M/M romance novel with you. Please take a look! ❤️ Title: Steaming the Rose Genre: MM Mafia romance Forced Proximity Childhood sweetheart BLURB "I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilay smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to.

“Yeah, that’d be great. And Rebel said the business could donate some money if she wants to go shopping, but I’m pretty sure she’ll say no to that. She’s freaking out about hand-outs and charity.” “I get that, but still … she has to think about her baby.” I finish up my other eye and give myself a double eyebrow-raise in the mirror to check the effects. Mick, you are in so much trouble. Putty. You will be putty in my hands. “I hear ya.” Teagan sounds distracted. “So how is Rebel dealing with all this?” “What do you mean, ‘all this’?” “Well, first he falls in love with a girl who hijacked his office, then he moves in with her, and now she has a pregnant buddy on the couch. Seems like a lot to

His carefree attitude about it, kinda pissed me off, and I snapped at him, “No, you’re not listening!” He startled and sat back a bit, then replied sweetly, “Okay, babe, calm down. I'm sorry, I'll keep quiet and let you finish.” He squeezed my hands urging me to continue. I took in a deep breath and continued, “I don't mean a little bit jealous, T. I mean this weird burning anger that took over my entire body, and I felt a huge surge of electricity inside me.” He frowned but let me continue without interrupting. “I wanted to rip her apart, and I don't understand how I was able to beat her up. I know she's a werewolf.”