Age Gap Romance Novels Novels & Stories

- I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER BOOK 1 (23,300 READERS) - ENDLESSLY MINE BOOK 2 (5200 READERS) -INFINITELY OURS BOOK 3 ( 484 READERS) **SAGA ROMANCE (passion, romance, temptations and a man determined to do everything for the woman he loves). -WHEN YOU LEAVE YOUR HEART BEHIND BOOK 1 (3500 readers) -MY HEART WILL BE YOURS BOOK 2 (2000 readers) **BOOKS THAT GOODNOVEL HAS UPLOADED TO A****N KINDLE**. -I BELONG TO YOU FOREVER

Tasha wiggled her brows at her. “Yes, awesome news!” Irene couldn’t hold her excitement as she stamped her feet impatiently, “okay…” Elle smiled back at her friend, urging her to continue, “Capriana Publication is branching out,” She announced it with a wide smile, “The new branch will take up the ‘Romance’ genre,” She screamed with excitement, “And I’ll be the Editor in chief!” “That's great news! Congratulations!” Elle clapped her hands together thrilled by the news. “Finally, you achieved it! Congratulations!” Tasha jumped with joy.

The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.

His presence filled the room like thick smoke, suffocating yet intoxicating. “What should I offer you?” he repeated, his voice smooth as silk. “You,” I said before I could stop myself. His smirk deepened, and in two strides he was in front of me. His fingers tilted my chin upward, forcing my gaze to meet his. Those eyes burned with something dark, something hungry. “You never fail to tempt me, Jade.” His words brushed my lips like a touch. Before I could breathe, his mouth crashed against mine. The kiss was hot, desperate, claiming. I melted into it, my hands sliding up the firm planes of his chest, tracing every ridge of muscle. He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my s

For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade. "The wedding's next month," he said. "Nora needs a bridesmaid." Nora Hunter. The girl who had shown up out of the blue three months ago, 20 and all sunshine with her blonde hair and blue eyes, clueless about the shadows in the world. Francis had welcomed her into the mansion, showered her with jewels, and paraded her around at every high-society event. Francis kept whispering sweet nothings to me, even as he was gearing up to marry someone else.

He hadn’t even done anything major yet, but my breath was already coming in shallow, desperate gasps. With one final, perfect rub on my clit, I came hard. My body slumped forward, weight pressing heavily against him as my arms wrapped tightly around his neck. I kissed him again, trying to steal back some semblance of control, but he easily took over, dominating the kiss with that same superiority that came from being so much older than me.

My mouth found her nipples, licking it softly. Moving my mouth slowly down her stomach, she grabbed hold of my hair, her moan soft and satisfying. I pulled off her pajamas leaving her completely naked, kissing her just above her pubic bone. I slipped two fingers inside her, stroking her skillfully. I lean down with my tongue kissing her between her legs, caressing, prodding, poking, In a rhythm like a giant pulse. Claire's legs twined above my head and shoulders, desperately she buck her hips, She cum.

Crystal asked, a hint of amusement in her tone as she noticed Arielle stepping closer to her. Arielle leaned in slightly and whispered, “Grandmother has a… unique taste in horror movies.” Crystal chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. “That she does,” she replied. As Arielle’s gaze fell on the book in Crystal’s hands, her face lit up with rare excitement. “Maa, do you like historical romance?” she asked, her voice brimming with curiosity. Crystal tilted the book to show the cover and replied, “I like anything by this author.” She paused, taken aback by Arielle’s sudden enthusiasm.

“Girl, just let it go before it spirals further. Enjoy your youth girl! Do what twenty-somethings are supposed to do.” “And what's that?” I asked dryly. She grinned. “Drink, kiss strangers, and cry over boys you'll forget next month.” I rolled my eyes. “Good for you.” “The more I think about your situation, the more familiar it appears.” She smirked. “It'll make such good fiction.” I threw a glare at her and she shrugged innocently. “It's a quite popular trope these days, Age gap, forbidden love, CEO, blah blah blah. ”