Black Christian Romance Novels Novels & Stories

The anger, lust… shame. “Come on, Alaric,” I whispered, my voice trembling, half with fear, the other half with need. “Let me clean your wounds and we can talk. Let me in. Please.” His walls cracked. In one swift motion, he crashed his mouth onto mine, hard and punishing. I gasped as his hand fisted my hair tightly, and he took that as an opportunity to deepen the kiss, sliding his tongue into my mouth to claim me. I clung to his arms, letting him walk us backward, his hands roaming underneath the shirt I was wearing.

FORGIVE ME, FATHER, I HAVE SINNED. Marie, a newcomer to a church, is drawn to the twin priests, Father James and Father John. Her impure thoughts lead to a passionate encounter in the confessional, where the priests help her with her 'spiritual struggles' ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Marie steps into the dimly lit church, her heart racing with anticipation. It's her first time attending a service here, and she's heard rumors about the twin priests who lead the congregation.

Watching her wake up has become one of my new favorite pastimes and I don’t want to miss it this morning, although she won’t wake up for another couple hours at least; she’s a night creature. I get up and walk back into the bedroom. Stopping at the foot of the bed, I laugh softly as I see the three of them tangled up in each other’s limbs. I then proceed to our library nook in another corner of our room, sit in my favorite chair, and pull out the romance novel I started to read last night. It is a good one. A story about an author who gets a movie deal and gets tangled up with the three male actors who audition to play characters in her book.

We both chuckled. He pulled me closer, gripping my hair as he planted a lingering kiss on my lips. With passion and fervour, I tore his shirt like a wildcat, engaging in a passionate and deep kiss. My hands roamed freely over his bare chest while he slid his hands beneath my top. A shiver ran through me as his chilly hands contact with my burning skin, fuelling my desire. He unhooked my bra, his hands exploring my bare back, driving me to the brink of madness with his touch. Oh God, it felt incredible.

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.

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They collapsed in a wrecked heap, bodies slick and leaking everywhere, holes twitching ruined, cum pies sealed or oozing free. Zeke's lovers curled close and devoted around him, breaths ragged, skin marked with bites and bruises. "My perfect sins," he murmured soft, voice laced with possession. Remotes went silent for the night, plugs humming low as aftercare. Tomorrow brought bigger deals, Harlan's ghost fully exorcised, Roskov's empire expanding. Deeper depravities waited in the wings, the family bond unbreakable. The empire throbbed on forever, fueled by cum and dominance.

PROLOGUE After a professional feud explodes at a publishing event, fiery editor Elena and smug bestselling author Jax Hart are forced to shelter in the same mountain lodge during a snowstorm. There’s only one bed. No Wi-Fi. No escape. What starts as snarling insults becomes raw, scorching hate sex in front of the fire—fast, brutal, and addictive. And Jax? He wants a new kind of release—and he’s about to write Elena into his filthiest chapter yet.

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I folded my arms across my chest, challenging him. James grinned. “I read your manuscripts.” My stomach dropped. “And,” he continued, laughing, “Your descriptions of love are so cheesy. Your male character yearns for the female. Christian Blackwood doesn’t fit that narrative at all.” He shrugged. “I mean… am I wrong?” I scoffed, shaking my head. “I can see you’re fully recovered,” I muttered, “Considering you have the energy to badmouth the man who paid for your surgery.” “I’m not badmouthing him,” James defended, holding up his hands. “I’m just stating facts. You’re not the type to date someone like Christian Blackwood. Does he even buy you flowers? Know your favorite songs and all that? Or