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Blake wаѕ angry and seemed lіkе hе wanted to hurt ѕоmеthіng whеn I shared mу раіn. Thеѕе twо mеn аrе wіrеd completely differently. Yеt hоw саn I bе аttrасtеd to thеm both? Hоw am I even attracted tо Jаѕоn аt аll? Blаkе hаѕ mу heart. [Next POV from 'Carrie' in Chapter 41] ******** Author Note: Check out my 2nd Series "Forbidden Love Stories (Book 2)" on Goodovel. It is more sensual and has many hot steamy romance scenes and episodes which will make you curl your toes in excitement.

She sat up, and brushed a tendril of hair from her face away. “Yeah.” She put the book down. “Are you okay?” “I’m just tired.” She nodded. His voice almost slurred with the low pitch he spoke in like he dragged his words across a rugged surface. “Well, we don’t have to talk long tonight.” “No, I really want to hear your voice. What were you doing?” “I was reading.” “Will you read to me?” She looked down at the title of her book, 'Always and forever.' Ryder had never liked romance books, but then now didn't seem like the best time to read horror.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

He rasped my name; I cried his. We were sweaty, sticking to each other like glue, and our harsh breaths melded as one when he pressed his mouth against mine. I came first, legs wrapped tight around Nikolai and back arching ridiculously. I was limp as Nikolai chased his own release, his thrusts becoming shorter and shorter before he finally came with a roar that rang in my ears. “Don’t… Ever… Disobey me… Julianna,” Author’s Note:- Hey guys, leave your comments below and don’t forget to like the book and follow me.

He popped the trunk of the car, inside there were around six dozen roses, blackberry chocolates, and a stuffed wine with a beautiful colored note, "Will you like to join me for dinner tonight?" A big smile itself graced my lips, undoubtedly it was beautiful and innovative. I faintly touched them and looked up just to find that grinning handsome man staring at me. "You look beautiful when you smile. Much better than from your poker expression.” He bent towards me and whispered," But even more beautiful while blushing the way you are right now." and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, a

Still, everything he was saying unnerved and excited every fiber of my being in the same instant. I knew it was foolish. I also knew I couldn’t possibly take another round, yet here I was, winding my body with his, begging without words for him to keep going. Until this moment, I’d chalked up the romance novels I read to fantasy. Ludicrous notions of perfection that no one could achieve outside their dreams. There’s always something. A cough, a fart, even hair in the worst possible place—something jarring the all-consuming sensations back to realism. But this? This wasn’t that. He wasn’t that.

I couldn't help but look down at his pants, savoring the feeling of his erect cock on my skin, wanting it so bad inside me that nothing else mattered at the moment. For a moment, I was in awe of what I had become. This man kidnapped my mother and I, and is forcing me to become his sex slave, and instead of being repulsed by him and his very existence, I find myself wanting his touch. "Do you want it?" He leaned in, his fingers digging into my sides as he brought his face closer to my ear. He breathed down on my neck, his warm breath making my back arch in want. "Admit it Elena, you want me just as much as I want you. You're drawn to my darkness, you can't resist me." He mocked, whispering in

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.

**DEDICATION** To the dreamers who find solace in stories, To the lovers of dark romance and untamed desires, And to those who embrace both the light and the shadows within; This book is for you. And to myself, ShineeSunshine; For the late nights, the endless imagination, and the courage to weave crimson tales of obsession and love. _______________ **BLURB** Book 1] CRIMSON : 'Il Velo di MINE' {The Veil of Mine} from MAFIA DARK ROMANCE MINE series

After only a few minutes of trying to catch our breath in the dark room, the crazy heat between us started up all over again. Callan rolled onto his back, reaching out his big hands to grab my waist and pulling me up on top of him. "Get on top," he told me, his dark blue eyes looking right into mine. I didn't wait. I climbed over his legs, sitting right on his hips. I leaned down and licked his big chest, tasting his salty sweat and running my tongue all over his hard muscles. I grabbed his big, hard dick with my hand, holding it straight up. Slowly, I pushed my hips down, sliding his thick cock deep back inside my wet pussy.