Car Racing Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Needed to laugh, even if just for a moment. But the lightness dimmed as soon as Evelyn caught sight of the hill road that led into town—where a sleek black car moved too slowly, too deliberately, like a shark circling. He was watching again. “Is that—?” Marla followed her gaze. “That’s not another bank rep, is it?” Evelyn’s jaw tightened. “It’s him.” Marla’s face darkened. “The city billionaire? The Romanov or Romano or whatever?” “Romano,” Evelyn said, spitting the name like a curse. “And he’s made it his personal mission to drive me out of my mind.”

I exclaimed, unable to contain my desire. And then, we became one, deeply connected. I rode him, my hands spreading across his broad shoulders, while his hands gripped my buttocks. The intense pleasure enveloped us, causing the car's tires to burst one by one because a vampire and a pari made love in the car. He stepped out of the car, grabbing my buttocks. My legs and hands were wrapped around him, and he was deep inside me. I was feeling so complete and inseparable. He pinned me against a towering tree and thrust hard and fast, drinking my blood from every inch of my body, and gripping my soft breasts and round buttocks. The pleasure was overwhelming, transporting me to another world of ec

Unhurried. Her stomach flipped. Serena’s steps quickened. Her fingers fumbled for her phone — when a sleek black car screeched to a stop at the curb. The back door flew open. “Get in,” Damien’s voice cut through the air like a blade. She hesitated only a second. Behind her, the man’s pace quickened. Serena dove inside. The car peeled away, tires hissing against wet asphalt. Damien sat beside her, his jaw a taut line, one hand gripping the armrest so hard his knuckles blanched.

Jasmine fell to the ground and I quickly ran up to her. "Are you okay?" I asked. "I'm sorry Alex, am so sorry" Jasmine said weakly. "Hey, it's not your fault, now stop talking or you might really pass out cause you are too weak." I carried her to the car and Emma drove us back to the hotel. It was obvious that she was angry but she kept silent. We got to the hotel and I carried Jamine out of the car. "Are you coming?" I asked Emma but she didn't say a word and drove straight to the Parking lot.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

What is going to win love or hate? this book contains CEO Romance, love, family, friendship, violence and mature content read at your own risk

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

Carlacia smiled at me, "Course it is, everyone loves a good ol' romance." "I just want it to be perfect you know" I sighed and Carlacia sat down next to me, "I want everything to be perfect, the characters, the romance, everything Carla." Carlacia smiled at me, "Yeah I know and it will be, you just got to find something inspirational and luckily for us, we in New York baby!" She squealed and I grinned at that. "Lots of places to see to get some inspiration for your book and don't let me get started on the boyysss" Carlacia said in a singsong voice.

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