Breed Romance Books Novels & Stories

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He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

Braven was always the naughty one. It was the dog as white as snow barking at me that they turned their heads toward me. The woman wore a genuine smile even though she didn't know me. Is she someone special to him? "Adam," I called him and cleared my throat. "You're back. How nice of you to pay us a visit."

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

Not a fragile runt from a traitorous pack. "The Goddess dares mock me?!" Kael spat out bitterly, his hands gripping his hair. He looked at me, his face twisted in a terrifying mixture of raw, feral lust and intense, burning anger. "She ties my soul and my lineage to a weak, pathetic male?!" "Kael..." I whimpered involuntarily. The newly awakened mate bond was singing like liquid fire in my blood. The sudden physical distance between us felt like literal agony. My body was slick, burning, begging for his heavy weight. My inner wolf was crying out for its Alpha.

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.

I nodded absentmindedly, completely drowned by Brayden’s scent beneath me. I bit down on my lip, unable to hold back anymore, I leaned in again, burying my face deep in his neck, inhaling deeply He smelled like charred cinnamon, cigarettes and a sweet tinge of vanilla. My tongue darted out, licking a slow stripe up the side of his throat, tasting the salt of his skin and the dark power beneath it. The flavor made my fangs throb even harder. “Fuck,” Brayden groaned, his fingers digging harder into my flesh. “Damn, your tongue feels so good against my neck, little demon.”

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.