Romans & histoires Best Sports Romance Books

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Will he ever regret for what he did to Luna. What will happen between Melissa and Gabriel? Will she forgive him or move on. Indeed there are many questions. But your lovely author is ready to answer them. Oh no. Not with words but with my new story. Like I already once told you guys I have other plans for Hunter and that was my plan. A New Dark Romance Story of Hunter Knight. Monstrous Love. Monstrous Love is not a sequel of Billionaire's Madness but it's only a story of Hunter knight's life.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

“SportsBreak forum first. Then a blog picked it up. Now it’s everywhere.” His jaw tightened. The article didn’t name dates. Didn’t give proof. But it didn’t have to. It hinted. Youth camp photos. The old championship clip where we looked at each other too long. They almost kissed in the hallway last week. They connected dots we had tried to erase. “They’re calling it a long-running secret romance,” I said flatly. Blake finally looked up at me. There was no anger in his eyes. Just calculation. “Who’s the source?” he asked.

Shawn stopped in the middle of his set looking at me strangely. “Well I guess you better be glad there is nothing going on between yall in them big girls because it looks like some players from the football team has their eyes on them. Those some big muscular dudes, they fit in with them dudes better yall.” Trent said. Before I could react Shawn put the bar back on the rack and hopped up and went to the glass window. I followed them and sure enough dudes from the football team was talking to Essence and Kymoni. You could tell by their facial expression they were interested in them. One of the dudes pushed the guy I saw at her apartment the other night. He walked up to her and started talking

He was outraged. "Isn't that true?" Hannah wasn't intimidated at all. Meeting his eyes, she scoffed and quipped, "You're well aware of why you're dating Ms. Sorsby. How absurd of you to demand her to fawn over you when you've been leeching off her. Do you really think you're Prince Charming?" Cedric was undeniably favored by fate as he was the protagonist of this book. However, did he still expect things would stay the same once realization dawned on Diana? She was no longer the sacrifice for his and Misty's romance.

“This isn’t a romance novel, Lila. It’s my life. And I don’t want sparks with him. I want him to leave me alone.” But deep down, a small, traitorous part of her wasn’t so sure. Meanwhile, Damien stared out at the skyline from his office, a glass of scotch in hand though the sun was barely past noon. Grace Monroe was dangerous not because she could ruin him, but because she could distract him. And Damien Blackwood didn’t allow distractions. Yet for the first time in years, he didn’t feel like a man in control. He felt like a man on the edge of something he couldn’t quite name.

She wanted the peace of being with him without walls listening, without Charity in the next bed, without all the secrets hanging over them. She wanted love without competition. But somewhere across town, Leon was lying in his own bed, phone against his chest, knowing damn well Charity wasn’t done with him… and knowing Felicity had no idea how deep the mess actually went. Still, Felicity whispered to herself before sleep claimed her: “I just hope I’m not being stupid.”

Noah’s palm against Liam’s chest. It wasn’t a kiss. It wasn’t enough to burn down a career. But it was everything. “See?” Noah whispered. “You don’t want me gone.” Liam’s breath shook. He forced himself to let go, to step back before the ground vanished beneath him. “This ends now,” he said, the lie splintering even as it left his mouth. Noah’s gaze softened triumph and tenderness in equal measure. “It’s only just beginning.” That night, Liam lay awake again, staring at the ceiling, chest still burning where Noah had touched him.