Best Danielle Steel Romance Books Novels & Stories

She wrapped her arms around her shoulder and pressed her cheek against Janette's long hair. “Y-you should stop, someone might see us.” Danielle moved her head to look at her; “nobody can see us, see, the glass is dark enough to cover us.” She cupped Janette's breast and gave it a light massage. She moaned softly and took Danielle’s lower lips between her teeth; Danielle pulled away and stood up to remove all the layers of clothes in her body, when she was fully naked she sat down back on Janette’s laps and took her hand to her core, Janette felt the silky arousal of Danielle’s p**y in her fingers and suddenly her body grew hot. “Finger me baby.” Danielle ordered, leading Janette's fingers to

~ DANIELLE ~ Cameron didn’t fail to remind me of the sex I hadn’t had in years. Beneath the warmth of his body and his touch, something ignited in me—a fire, my burning desires. After he’d said those words, our lips locked again. This time, it was more intense, fierce… passionate? I couldn’t decipher if the last part was right, but… He swooped me off the couch and completely off my feet. I nibbled on his lips hungrily, my hands wrapped around his neck to hold my balance.

Hesitating, I glance into Brandon’s eyes before I say, “After tonight, I am hanging up my high heels. There will be no more stage for me ever again because I can’t bear to hurt you, even if it is to save the club. It is simply not worth it in my mind to hurt you like that.” Hearing these words, he raises his hand to brush across my cheek. His fingers tangle in my silky hair as he stares into my eyes before his lips meet mine. A mere minute later, he breaks the kiss and then whispers, “I love you, Dani. I made the plans to give you these when we were on the way back from the honeymoon, but then with everything that happened with your mother, I didn’t think it was the right time. Do you

“How’s the pain?” “I’ll live.” I grunted as I picked up the books she had dropped to distract myself from the pain of her checking over my injuries. “I found those on Stephanie’s bookshelf.” She chuckled. “Thought you could use something to keep you busy. I picked that one because the author has my name.” I looked more closely at the books she had brought, chuckling when I saw that one was titled ‘The Rogue Queen’ by Rory McCauley-Hayman. I waved the second book titled ‘Breaking The Bond’, in the air.

"What did you buy?" Selene walked over to her bookshelf and pulled out a book. Danielle stared at it. "Uhm... Selene?" She blinked. "He's not a nerd like you." Selene rolled her eyes. "The gift isn't the book…It's what's inside the book." Danielle raised an eyebrow. "What's inside?" Selene opened a bookmarked page and handed it over. Danielle read it. A second later... "Oh my fucking God." Her mouth fell open.

IF YOU HAVEN'T READ CARTER BROTHERS SERIES, here's the list: (these are on Dreáme Àpp) Maddox and Bree: Saved By The Devil Dom and Kiara: Hating My Baby's Father Brandon and Elle: Obsessed with My Future Husband Alex and Scar: Scarred Knîght. Check them out, you'll like them if you love your heroes damaged and dark, and finally getting their happily ever after that they deserve. These books are dark romance and are for matured readers, check TW. You might hate them but you'll end up loving them. Thankyou once again. Until the next time! ♡

The lodge doors burst open, letting out a wave of warmth, laughter—and her. Sebastian froze. She walked out like she owned the snow beneath her boots. Long dark hair spilled from a wool hat, her coat cinched at the waist, confidence in every step. She was beautiful in a way that felt intentional. Dangerous. Her eyes scanned the area sharply, calculating exits. Sebastian’s hand twitched toward a gun that wasn’t there. Because he knew her. Nyra Valen. Mafia queen. Strategist. His biggest rival. And apparently… a Christmas tourist.

The one I had left at Jake’s place last weekend after helping him work on his bike. I thought it was missing. I blinked back the lust pooling in my eyes but it didn't stop the heat that rushed down between my legs. My crush was sniffing on my shirt with his hands fisting his cock. I stood frozen, ignoring my heart dancing behind my chest as he inhaled deeply from my shirt, his hand moving faster on his cock. “Fuck… Danielle,” he growled under his breath, so quiet. The sound sent a ripple through me, my nipple tightened again my shirt poking out. I knew i should've worn a bra.

I didn’t think I’d meet up with him, but if he put in the effort to come see me, I’d make time for him. Then there was Dane. Goddess, just his name had me clenching my thighs together. He was a high risk, but I swiped right on Dane because he was everything I had ever wanted, fantasy-wise. And if I ever met up with him, that’s all it would ever be: a fantasy. When I picked a book off of my TBR shelf to read the dirtiest, smuttiest, violent-filled dark romance novel, I pictured a man like Dane. Yeah, he’s my favorite too.

Danielle “No, Martha! I mean when I say I hate him. I noticed all those things because I hate those things about him. Don’t twist this and don’t try to make this situation into one of those romantic scenarios that I know are already going on in your head! This isn’t your book, this is real life and I hate him.” I told her firmly. Martha writes cheesy romance books so she tends to turn everything into romantic moments. She has a way with words that if you listen to her long enough, she can convince you that your greatest enemy is actually in love with you.