Best Black Romance Books Novels & Stories

Lisa wasn't worth it and Rosa wasn't going to let Lisa inside her head. "I make him feel things that you can only dream of," she said. "Men don't just want me for my body, you know. I let him do dark things to me and he enjoys it. You can't make him happy, Rosa. You are far too vanilla and plain. You couldn't take the types of dark fantasies that Axel has. I can." She turned and showed rosa a long white scar that ran down the length of her back. It marred the perfect golden tan she had and rosa mouth dropped open in surprise.

The angry, shamed part of her still wanted to push him away, suspecting he had spent his absent night with another of his companions, and she remained stiff for a long moment, until his gentle mouth and softly caressing hands smoothed away her resistance. Their lovemaking was slow, almost tenuous, as they let their bodies speak all the things they both wanted to say. Or maybe she was misinterpreting his apologetic touches and soothing kisses. Perhaps she was fooling herself so she could continue sharing her body with him. Even the doubt of that couldn’t hold back her cries of passion, and she was eager for him when he lifted her thigh and entered her carefully, drawing out his possession unt

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

“Someone should teach you, Miss Hart. It’s a shame I can’t.” Electricity flares all over my body through his words alone. I gasp at how my body reacts to him. He didn’t even touch me. I didn’t know such a feeling was possible. Unless, of course, he is using a black-magic spell on me. My inner self chuckles at my thoughts. What’s up with me, thinking that a billionaire would use black magic to make my knees tremble if he can do it effortlessly? He pulls back, then turns around. “Don’t forget the address. Bring it to me at dinner.”

Lyon gives a low chuckle, "It's nothing crazy, just a little extra money…..and another evening spent together for old times sake. “You were pretty sweet the other night, you see?” He sucks in his lower lip and gazes all over his body seductively. Anger rises in Cordelia, making her vision blurry. Her voice is low and poisonous as she steps closer. "You believe you can blackmail me into sleeping with you? Again?” With an unwavering smile, Lyon shrugs. “Manipulation? What a nasty word. I would refer to it as an incentive. Unless you're prepared to reveal to the world that Louisa's plight isn't just the result of terrible luck.”

“I’m sorry, but it’s true. Men think wiggling their eyebrows at us or doing what you were doing is sexy, but really, it isn’t, especially when you’re dressed like that.” I shrug and slump on the bed next to her. “I just thought it was romantic, you know?” She leans over to the side of the bed and pulls out a romance book from under the pillow. “Use this. It’s the best manual for what girls really like.” I take the book and study the cover. A man is kissing the neck of a woman whose blouse is slightly off her shoulder. “Blah,” I say and toss the book to the side. I actually think I’ve read it before.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Loki muttered "Can you wear this for me? then I will buy you black stockings" "Black stockings for what? Loki asked " I don't want to see your white thighs and legs so I prefer you wearing black stockings " Jen roasted while he wearing Loki a cat headband. " It looks good on you" Jen teased. "Stop“ Loki put down a cat headband. They went to the fitting room, and Loki started to wear Jen's preferred clothes for her, such as black stockings and sleeveless crop top weird girl. "Are you done?" as Jen slowly peeked on her.

"Relax." I hadn't even noticed that I was so tense, my body aching for release. I smiled, and rolled to the side, trying to keep him within me. He followed, managing to maintain our connection. I smiled. I never wanted us to be apart. I lay beneath him, and again he rocked against me. The shaft of his cock rubbed against my clit, bringing me closer to orgasm. I reached up, grabbing his headboard, as he began to lick my nipple. The sensations combined, and I could feel the fire within me sparking up again. As I looked up, I saw lust in his eyes. His motions became more forceful, his need driving him now. I could feel my own fire spread to his body, and his own fire about to engulf him.

I asked as he shivered, looking into my eyes with lust and hunger. “There’s this attraction I have towards you,I don’t know how to explain it,I ….I…. just know that I want you and nothing will stop me ” he replied before kissing his way down my neck,my breasts and my stomach. .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. “You’re beautiful” I whispered, kissing her nape……..and carrying her to the bed before depositing her on it. I don’t know why it’s like a magnet, pulling me towards her.