Cyberpunk Romances Novels & Stories

and worst of all, he was my stepbrother. My name is Elena Romero, and I have always been the good girl that could do no wrong. Just a girl and her books they say, but what they didn't know was that those books housed my dark fantasies, dragging me into a world so forbidden that it left me craving for what I shouldn't have. And I would have gotten away with it, my fantasies would have remained fantasies, but everything changed when mother forced me to pack up and leave Italy with her. She had fallen in love with Butch, a handsome man in his sixties, and he lived in Chicago with his son, Frederick.

I wanted to heal their old wounds. That night, the hunger inside us came back with a fierce power. They did not even wait to go up to the bedroom. They took my body right there in the big, dark living room on the velvet couch. This time, the lovemaking was much slower and filled with deep emotion. They held me tightly, kissing me like I was the most precious, fragile thing in the entire world. I came many times into the quiet night, whispering Alexander and Damien’s names over and over again into the darkness.

Elena’s body bore the subtle evidence of her new lifestyle—faint lingering marks on her inner thighs, a constant low throb of arousal, and a newfound confidence in her sexuality that both thrilled and terrified her. Marcus had changed too. The once-proud, ego-driven businessman now carried a perpetual shadow of humiliated arousal. He jerked off daily to the growing collection of videos they had made. He begged Elena to recount every detail of her encounters with Damien while he fucked her. The cuckold dynamic had become the central pillar of their intimacy. Damien, of course, remained in complete control. Tonight, he had promised something new. The elevator doors opened. Damien’s penthouse h

I grunted. Liam looked up at me with his cock which was already hard laid back and leaking against his stomach. “Yeah?” He smirked. “If I am, take me then, Ryan. I need more.” “You bet I will,” was my reply before I kissed him deeply with our tongue fighting as I ground my hip down. Our cocks began to rub together when I climbed over him. The friction was hot and slick with precum, and the friction also felt perfect. I reached between us and wrapped my hand around the both of us in order to slowly stroke both of our cocks together with a tight grip.

It was a very expensive ride. "Of course it is, this is a memory that I'll engrave in my head forever hehe." "Oh really? There were better moments than this though." I can't believe this guy is such a clichè. I guess he wanted to do some romantic stuff he saw on tv. "Better moments than this? I can't possibly think of anything better than riding the ferris wheel on the sunset with you, isn't that the most romantic?" Ugh, just like what I've thought! What a clichè.

Besides they're so fast, I guess they are desperate to marry get us married. F*ck that word double wedding!

I sat on the couch and she also did. "Dylan told me Kingston was cheating on me and I thought it was all a lie.I even made a deal with Dylan to become his because I was so sure that Kingston will not hurt me but he did.I saw him kissing her...I went back home with Dylan and Dylan tried to force himself on me.Now Kingston is accusing Dylan of ordering Nina to seduce him .I'm so tired of all this .I want to leave here Cassy"I said as I felt dizzy again so I laid my head on her shoulder "Maybe you should talk to your husband.Like you can't just leave him"She said and raised my head up from her shoulders looking at me.

As they kissed, Celess felt a sense of danger and excitement that she had never felt before, as if she was being drawn into a world of darkness and desire that she couldn't resist. As they parted, Steve looked at her, his eyes filled with a hunger that she knew she couldn't resist. "Come with me, Celess," he said. "Let me show you a world that you never knew existed."Celess felt a thrill of excitement run through her as she took Steve's hand, allowing him to lead her deeper into the darkness. She knew that she was taking a risk, that she was putting herself in danger, but she couldn't bring herself to turn back.

Darcy fluttered into Felix's arms like a butterfly, completely changing from the vicious woman who had just tormented me. She spoke in a sweet, almost childlike voice, “Babe, where have you been? If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known someone snuck in here trying to seduce you!

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent (Drugging/Somnophilia), Supernatural/Beast Content, Choking, Spanking, Breeding, Marking/Biting, Breaking and Entering, Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies, All Holes Used. The morning of the third day was different. The air in our cottage was thick with a tension I couldn't quite soothe with honeyed words. Lyra sat at the small kitchen table, her hands trembling as she held her mug. She didn't look at me. She looked at the bruises on her wrists-pale yellow rings that I had licked and kissed just hours ago.