Dangerous Lovers Novels & Stories

Lorelei was adventurous, and she didn't do the same guy twice unless he was really worth it. “I have standards, Lora. I don't sleep with just any guy.” She scoffed, flipping back her hair. “What do you think about older guys?” She pulled back, as if she hadn't heard me right. There was silence, just as the smell of freshly baked croissants wafted through the air. She finally opened her mouth to speak. “I don't fuck with them.. they have bad blood.” I almost choked, finding her words silly. “What does that even mean?”

I loaned quietly trying not to bring the attention of others. Especially not Jake’s step father. All these while I’ve been thinking Daniel was Marcus but now I know the truth? I guess all is well. Who would have thought. Norah Black fucked all three men in the same family and none of them are aware of my doings. Damn, you’re a rebel girl. “Fuck..” I snapped out of my thoughts as he bit my neck while thrusting harder. He leaned in and sucked on my nipples through my top while pounding me. My tits bounced hard to the point that it made me extra horny. I wrapped my legs around him tighter, pulling him deeper.

“He's a guy, they think with their dicks half the time!” She ran a hand through her hair, a tell-tale sign she was agitated and stood up pushing back from the table. “Fine, but I've warned you. Don't come crying to me if you fall in love and things go south.” She storms out, leaving me seated, a stunned silence settling in her wake. Love? The possibility of me ever falling in love was less than zero. I'd seen what it does to people, been a victim of its destructive power. I didn't intend to fall anywhere!

"But if you're hearing this, that life is already gone." Amara squeezed Alessia's hand without realizing it. Alessia looked down at their joined hands. Then back at the recorder. Daniel continued. "There's one person you can trust." Static. "Her." The recording became distorted. Then his voice returned. "Alessia." Amara looked at Alessia. Daniel continued. "She will make mistakes. She will hurt you. She will keep things from you." Alessia's eyes lowered. "But when the time comes..." The recording crackled.

“I love you too. But we can’t stay here forever. They’ll track the phone eventually. Tomorrow we move again. I need to end this.” Pyhna nodded against his chest, feeling his heartbeat steady beneath her ear. The passion had burned away some of the shadows, but the danger still loomed. For tonight, though, in the warm glow of the fire, there was only them—bodies joined, hearts open, and a love fierce enough to survive anything.

Catherine opens the door and walks in. ​"I'm back, Victor." Catherine places a peck on his cheek. Victor does not respond. Just stares at the screen. Catherine married Victor immediately they graduated from the university. Victor gave off bad guy vibes which she fell in love with. Someone different from the good third generation billionaire guys her parents tried to set her up with. Now he just looks like a wearing out grandfather. Where did that guy she fell in love with during her university days go to? ​"What are you thinking about that you can't even welcome me?" Catherine asks as she sits on one of the comfy chairs. Catherine looks around the office dominated with mahogany shelves of cr

He grabbed my ass and lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he slammed my back against the cold wall while the water kept falling on us. Our kiss is deep enough to consume both our minds, bodies and soul and leave us in a state of longing and lust. And even though I was stimulated by the drugs, I wanted this more than he did and that was enough to make me know he's dangerous for me. And I should run away, far away from him but before I do that, I want to feel this moment while it lasts.

“Better than this.” She almost laughed. It came out sharp. “You spent a week telling me how to touch myself and now you want to pretend it was nothing?” Something dark moved through his eyes. “I didn’t know it was you.” “Neither did I. That doesn’t make the parts where I came on your command disappear.” The silence that followed was thick enough to taste. A waiter started toward them and then veered away at the last second, reading the air correctly. Damien’s voice dropped even lower. “This is dangerous.”

There was a pause, the kind that made my stomach twist. “You don’t understand the kind of people I deal with,” he said, his tone low, almost a warning. “These aren’t just business rivals, Aria. They’re dangerous. You stay with Damien and Kade. That’s final.” “What people?” I pressed, my voice rising. “What aren’t you telling me?” Another pause, longer this time. “Do as you’re told,” he said finally, and the line went dead.

"The original contract. It wasn't about money or territory. It was about survival. The first Shadow-Walker was losing his mind to the void, and the first Scribe was the only one who could tether him to the world." I stood up shakily and walked to the parchment. I didn't need to touch it to feel the resonance. "They loved each other, didn't they? It wasn't just a business deal." "It was both," Dante said, moving to stand behind me. I could feel the heat radiating from his chest. "In our world, love is the most dangerous business deal you can make. It gives your enemy a target." I turned around, finding myself trapped between the wall and his towering frame. The firelight played across his sil