Best Pirate Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Her Chosen Mate (Book 3) *** 1. Can't Help Falling in Love (Book 1) 2. Purchased By The Mafia (Book 2) 3. Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) 4. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4) 5. Loving A Mafia (Book 5)- Upcoming **** 1. Chosen By An Alpha (Stand-Alone) No One POV . A loud wailing could be heard from a child who was crying because of the hunger, but her father, on the other side, was busy in fucking someone else. Tears came out from a four-month-old infant due to suffocation and hunger.

She moaned out, arching her back more. Author pulled out and hurriedly pulled off his shorts and returned to her pussy. This time he lodged one leg against the space between the car and its door and angled himself perfectly. In a swift motion, he sank it slowly. They moaned in unison. “See what your white pussy’s doing to my black cock” Author said before picking up his pace. He was rotating his hips at first trying to get the perfect angle and he added pace, slamming his full length into her. Anna shouted out and tried to get away but Author pinned her down and continued slamming into her at an obscene pace.

* My mind floods with filthy images of Damien above me in bed, growling low in my ear as he pounds into me, his dick swelling, teeth grazing my neck, claiming me as his Omega while I scream his name and beg for mercy. I’m so turned on I can barely stand. My thighs are slippery. My clit is throbbing. I’m seconds away from excusing myself to the bathroom just so I can rub one out. Mia grins and grabs my arm. “Come on, let’s get you a drink before you melt. You look like you need one.” As she pulls me toward the bar, I feel Damien’s heavy gaze on my body fighting for control. This cruise hasn’t even properly started yet, and I’m already drowning in lust.

And the secrets Adrian left behind were punishable. “Tatiana, let’s go,” Sasha repeated. Another shuddering breath filled my lungs. Black suits slowly drifted away, taking their black hearts with them. The sea of underworld men came to pay respects. Russian. Italian. American. Canadian. Colombian. A sea of black, which I’d always been a part of. No matter how much my brothers sheltered me. My eyes flickered to my brother, seeing him through the fog of grief. It felt like I wasn’t really here. But then I was.

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

"Natalie, can't we just talk?" "About what? How are you going to keep controlling me with drugs? Or about your upcoming wedding to Nora?" "That wedding is just business," Francis explained. "Her dad owns the ports in Westcliff. I need access to those docks." "So you're marrying her," I said flatly. He reached for my hand, his grip firm. "It's all for show. You're the one I really want." I tried to shake him off, but he would not let go. "You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out."

“Imagine I took it all off…” “Fuck,” I moaned. “You can't tease me like that and then not let me have a taste.” I traced her collarbone with my finger. Her skin was so fucking soft, it felt like silk. I didn’t even want to restrain myself. I wanted to slam her onto the desk right here with no regrets. “I'd love to be your second in command in the mafia,” said Aliyah, biting her lip again. “Hold your horses princess,” I said coyly. “You only just got here.”

Men who knew our route had changed without a herald. “They were hired,” I said. “Their hands were ink-stained. They smelled of cedar oil, not brine. They called her Majesty while they killed her.” He kissed my hair like I was made of spun sugar. “They will pay,” he said, and then he stopped hearing me. He blamed pirates because the sea cannot bow and beg forgiveness. It can not blush. It does not move into your home and hang the tapestry of its house over your hearth. Seraphine’s hands never smelt of salt.

But I didn’t build an empire by giving in to impulses. His file sat open on my desk, pulled from the dark corners of my network. Micah Reed, twenty-six, freelance hacker, no criminal record but a trail of debts. Unpaid hospital bills for his mother. A sister in college. He was good. Too good to be working for scum like Rico. And too reckless to realize he had stepped into my world. The shipping manifest he hacked was Sophia’s location. My blood. If the cartel had reached her first, I would have burned their world to ash.

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