Christian Authors Fiction Romance Novels & Stories

Lynda didn't move, she didn't say anything, their eyes met, for seconds they remained in a not uncomfortable silence, immersed in each other, Christian fought the growing desire to take her and connect his mouth with those juicy, fleshy lips, to devour them fiercely until he was satiated with them, he salivated just thinking about her, he couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement running through his body in a scorching way. All this was new to him, because to tell the truth, he had always shied away from physical contact, when he was intimate with a woman, he did not allow himself to be caressed, only he did it. But with this girl it was different, his skin burned and he felt that only his

CHRISTIAN and Roose look into each other's eyes. Their body heat rises up slowly. They are unable to handle this heat. CHRISTIAN looks like a loose face which becomes completely red due to drugs. Her innocent eyes have fire after looking at her, her pink lips create sensation on CHRISTIAN'S whole body. His throat became completely dried. Cold Sweat drops appear on his forehead. He tried to control him for a long time but today it is impossible. They enter a luxurious Room. Christian was put Roose right on the wall and caged her with his strong arms. He touched her forehead with his. His running hot breath spread on her face. Dim Room light makes Roose's face and body more attractive. He tri

I had considered myself a saint until recently. I was actually an author. I wrote dystopian fiction and romances, generally but I couldn’t be called a wildly successful author. My books didn’t have movies made on them and I had enough money to live a comfortable life. But I was at a point in my career where my editor felt, I should be aspiring to more. The couples need to be sexier and the writing easy to sell to millions.