Biracial Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Dear Readers, I want to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude to each and every one of you who took the time to read my book, "Beauty And The Lycan Beast". Writing this book was a labor of love for me, and seeing so many of you enjoy it has been an incredible experience.

But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand. I have a dangerously high libido and I’m NEVER sexually satisfied. And because of that, every relationship I’ve had seems to end the same way. The first one called me “too intense.” He said I made him feel like he was always trying to keep up with something he couldn’t understand. We lasted two weeks after having a threesome with his crazy elder brothers. Even then, it felt like I’d just started. They didn’t satisfy me at all—sexually or otherwise. I barely even came.

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

Her nightlife was as vivid as one could imagine because she frequently joined orgies that were hosted by herself. Therefore, it was not surprising that she gave birth to two black babies. With such a wanton nightlife, she must have been accidentally impregnated by some black man during the many orgies that she hosted. “That woman is really scary. She got impregnated by some black man and still wanted to marry into a wealthy family.” “I know right! She got what she deserved and nobody will want her! How dare she still think of marrying President Larson and make him the father of her bastards?”

Standalone Novels Passions Rising: A Forbidden Vampiric Love Story Poor Unfortunate Wolf Ebony’s Pack: Fated to the Ranger Wolves (Continuation to Poor Unfortunate Wolf) Wolves at the Lycan’s Door The Rogue & the Rose Other Fantasy Novels: Blue Moon Bed & Breakfast A Bear’s Mirrored Romance Stay tuned for new novels soon.

“Alright, now, before Angelica tells us her life story. I want to know what these two of you were talking about. What exactly were you hiding from my sister and now Becky?” “I wasn’t hiding anything. My reasoning was that I wanted more than just a bond. I wanted us to have friendship and trust first. The bond is great to have, but if a pair can’t trust each other, it can be miserable for both. Then you have our dual-natured state. Humans are all fine and dandy when we look like them, but some get a little strange when they find out how different we are from you. Then she needs to learn all about herself and the things she never learned. Add in the sudden dangers she now faces and unknown ran

#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

In total silence, they accepted the invitation, and without measuring words, the three of them took each other's hands. She was calm, waiting for the gypsy to make a mistake, to shout in his face that he had made a mistake and that it was all a lie, she supposed that deep down, without wanting to admit it, she was as terrified as Emiliano Romero. In the guessing game, she told him more or less true everything that they had gone through since they were kids, and as it is obvious, good and bad things happen to all of us, so it was not a big news for her. He also said that they loved each other but that their love will not be strong enough to overcome future adversities, at least not in this li

She smiled brightly before kissing him beneath the moonlight. And this time— There was no hiding. No shame. No fear of society. Only love. The kind that survives cruelty. The kind that heals loneliness. The kind that finally gives two broken people a place to belong. Together. Forever.