Books Romance Thriller Novels & Stories

] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone] 5|Falling For My Husband ~ Mafia Romance 6| A Game With No Rules ~ Mafia Romance 7| HellBound: The Last Tribute ~ Fantasy/Mystery Romance Lastly, this novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. Don't forget to follow me on lnstagram Castiel.Lj. xx 12.19.21

And right then, I was so tired of pretending I didn’t feel anything for him…I was done watering this fire inside me that only he could ignite. “Brianne…” he whispered. I pulled him to me again and kissed him passionately. “Dammit, Brianne!” “The great Travis Cross has a weakness after all,” I teased. He stared down at me and then in a sober voice, he said, “You must know that my only weakness has always been you.” And he kissed me again, giving in to the tide of passion enveloping both of us. The next scene of our lovemaking was something I had already seen before. I had already had this dream before. Those vivid dreams of making love to Travis…reaching Nirvana with him.

I whispered. His hand moved from my neck down to my waist, firm and certain. He pulled me against him slowly deliberately like he was testing the line between control and surrender. My heart pounded against my ribs. I could feel his heartbeat too strong and fast. For a man who claimed control over everything his body betrayed him. "You are playing with fire " he murmured. "I am not afraid of fire " I replied. His lips finally brushed mine. It was not gentle, not soft. It was slow and filled with everything neither of us had said. The fear, the anger, the relief that I was safe, the need to feel something after standing so close to danger.

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I couldn’t breathe, my lungs refused to draw in a breath. Dante’s voice was quiet and dangerous, rough with warning as he said, “Because I missed you.” He directed a cold smirk at me as he added, "Little sister." _____ Hello, dear readers. I write Dark Romance- about mafia, bully, arrange marriage, obsessed anti-heroes that you'll always fall in love with. And the theme of this book is the same. But this is the first time I am writing a book with mmfm. And if you skipped the Introduction, please note, this book will be DARK, with various themes you might not be comfortable with.

My thighs trembled not just from the cold. There was nothing between us but moonlight and water. I heard his breath hitch but he still didn’t move. His hands stayed at his sides, fingers flexing once like he was fighting himself. His jaw worked. A muscle ticked in his cheek. I leaned closer, hovering above him. My lips brushed the tip of his nose teasingly before my palms found his chest, feeling the wet ridges. His body was perfect, I could feel his heart slamming beneath my fingers. His heart beat was calm compared to mine which was on a marathon. It made me wonder what would make his heart race..

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His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, but the moment his thick cock pushed inside me in one long, slow stroke, pleasure overrode the ache.

“Nah. I don’t think so. Knowing you, you’d probably enjoy that a little too much.” I scoffed. Just who did he think I was? A masochist? His hand fingered the tie of my robe again. “I’m going to do something even naughtier.” With a single move, he pulled and my robe came loose, exposing me to his gaze. He licked his lips as his eyes raked down my body to my hard cock that was now jutting out between us. “Something that will surely make you lose your mind.” I shivered. And no, it wasn’t from the cold. It wasn’t even from the heat in his gaze. It was from the underlying promise I could hear in those words. I might not know a lot about Asher but I knew he always kept his word.

The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze. “You just didn’t see me,” I whispered, pulling him into another heated kiss, unwilling to let a single second slip away. His lips claimed mine with urgency. He sucked gently on my lower lip while I nipped at his upper, parting for him. Our tongues tangled, hot and reckless, igniting sparks that raced through my veins. His hand slid firmly around my waist, drawing me flush against his body until there was no space left between us. The kiss deepened, consuming, as if neither of us could get enough.