Best Romance Thrillers Novels & Stories

" she asks." In a whisper, Jannis says, "Yes, let's finish this up and head back to the hotel." The sensation of Jake's warm palm on hers sets her heart ablaze, and she looks into his eyes, which are a tinderbox of want and anger. "We have some things to discuss privately," she says with an air of seriousness that belies her words. Jannis knows that when they're alone, the tension between them will be palpable. She wants nothing more than to feel Jake's touch on her exposed skin and to give in to the intense desire that lies dormant in their forbidden relationship. As Anna brings their dessert and coffee, Jannis pretends to smile and make small talk, but her thoughts are elsewhere—on the nig

She looked at the camera with the loving gaze he knew so well, smiling as she said, “Victor, this is the fifth anniversary present I prepared for you and the family. I put all my energy into this game, in the hopes that it could provide the last push you need to officially take over the family.” The last frame paused on her smile, full of anticipation. She had ended the email with one last sentence. “Victor, if this marriage was a sham from the start, then I’ll give both of us the release we truly want.” Her loving expression in the video, the cold farewell in the email, Summer’s mocking laughter in the recording, and the painfully clear words in the medical report… All of it formed the absu

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”

Instead, my hands gripped his shoulders, pulling him closer, as if the weight of him was the only thing keeping me grounded in a world that had spun out of control. His fingers dug into my waist, possessive, as if he could hold onto me and keep the chaos outside at bay. I couldn’t deny the heat between us. It was suffocating, consuming. His lips found mine again, and the kiss turned desperate, like we were both aware of the ticking clock, of how fragile this moment was. Outside, the city was burning, the threat of another attack looming, but here, in this room, all I could feel was him. “You drive me insane,” I whispered, my nails digging into his skin as he pushed my legs apart, his body ho

I responded. "This your killer shape, I'm obsessed with it and your beautiful face. I keep wondering what is a goddess doing in a place like this," he said, admiring me with lustful eyes. Of course in the last two years since I started dating there has been no real love all they did was love my body. Not my heart, my soul or even intelligence. All of them loved my body and when I didn't agree to have sex with them there would be a break up soon, not out of anything I'm being accused of but just because I didn't feed their fantasies.

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"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

"Am I the only one who's looking forward to 'The Search' instead? I feel like they spent more effort on the movie. I'm already tired of Henry's endless cliché romance movies." "Yup, you're the only one. You're just a hater. Who the heck is Dennis Yates? Never heard of him." "Stop taking advantage of Misty, won't you? I think it's about time for Ms. Emerson to stop butting into Misty's business." "What's wrong with romance movies? We like it, is there anything wrong with it? If you don't like it, then fuck off!" The fans of the famous celebrities were on another level. They were completely lashing out at the negative comments. And Henry's fans weren't any better either. They were ruthless wit

Everything vanished from their minds, leaving only the passionate desire to savor their limited time. Sweat splattered. Beads of sweat cascaded down Lucas's face. One drop. Two drops. They fell one by one, landing on Velia's buttocks. Lucas blinked. The sensual sight momentarily increased his excitement. His thrusts became faster, and Velia's moans echoed once again. “Oh, Luc.” Lucas's eyes glazed over. Velia's sensual voice fueled his enthusiasm even more. Keep moving. Without pause. No gaps were created. Their lovemaking produced sounds that filled the room. Velia's moans. Lucas's groans. Along with the erotic sound of their masculinity and femininity meeting and colliding. It all created