Dangerous Romance Novels & Stories

This is going to be a problem for me. So as I am just about to stand up from the bed, he pulls me back, and much to my shock, he sits me down onto his lap. It feels as if I do not have control over my body when I am around him. Does he have any idea how dangerous this current position is for our friendship, Though pushing the way he makes me feel safe to the side, I look into those hazel eyes, “Lucas, are you sure you don’t know if I was seeing anybody?”

She can do whatever she wants but she's not changing that. Our relationship was double sided from the beginning - she lived a double life while I was actually very much in love with her. It was intense, too intense and that's exactly why it couldn't last. Sophie is completely different. She isn't reckless, she's caring and she wouldn't ever hurt me in the way Elizabeth did. Elizabeth felt like a roller coaster, she made me feel alive but for all the wrong reasons. Sophie makes me feel like I'm finally home, safe.

Dangerous attraction...a type of attraction that just led to destruction and nothing else. Also, the best way to describe Aria and Noah's story. A tale of revenge...that started years ago but it also kept going on for years that followed. The fire that was once caused by hate and kept going on the cause of the same reason. Sam had started that war. He killed the woman he loved cause she fell in love with someone else. All he wanted was power so that he could rule the world.

“I love you too. The dangerous, complicated, mine kind. I don’t want normal. I want this. Us.” Funny how it all started with rules and yearning. Now it ended—perfected—in sweat, cum, and unbreakable connection. Raphael’s world was still dangerous. Enemies still lurked. But in his arms, filled with him and claimed so thoroughly, I’d never felt safer or more alive. Whatever came next—family fallout, threats from his past, the world judging us—we’d face it together. My dangerous uncle. My lover.

Forbidden hunger settled in me, primal and beautiful, coaxing moans I wasn’t ready to hear. When his lips found me again, more urgent, slower, demanding—I surrendered. We moved together under chandelier bulbs of soft gold. His kisses gathered like a storm; touches ignited fire beneath my ribs. Each whisper of motion memorized me. I gripped the chaise. His hands on my hips: grounding, thrusting deeper and harder then faster , His breath over my clavicle: promising. He murmured, “You’re dangerous.” “I know,” I gasped. Lips to pulse. Tongue teasing. Skin warming like the pages of freshly bound leather.

“You just don’t want to.” Her gaze darted to my mouth before she tore it away. “Sebastian, this is dangerous” “Dangerous?” I chuckled, a low, humorless sound. I leaned in, letting my forehead brush hers, letting the wolf’s gold burn in my eyes. “Everything about us is dangerous. That’s the point.”

It was a storm filled with ragged moans, desperate kisses, fingers gripping, bodies trembling, a heat so intense it left them breathless in its wake. She collapsed against him, their chests rising and falling in unison, skin damp, hearts pounding. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close as he pressed a lazy, lingering kiss to her shoulder. "That," he murmured, still catching his breath, "was dangerous." She smirked, trailing her fingers down his chest. "Thats because you are fucking dangerous"

Something dangerous. “You can’t keep doing this to me,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. Aurora swallowed, trying to find the words, but there were none. Her body was still trembling, still burning from the intensity of the kiss, from the way he had taken control of her in the span of a few moments. He was too much. Too dangerous. But she wanted him. More than anything. And that thought terrified her. “I don’t want to be the man who ruins you, Aurora,” Damien said, his voice barely audible in the thick silence that followed. “But I can’t stop myself.”

Damien looked at her like he regretted saying the words the second they left his mouth. Yet somehow couldn’t take them back. Thunder rolled outside the windows. Neither moved. Vivian should say something. Professional. Reasonable. Safe. Instead she asked softly: “What exactly are you trying to say?” Damien’s jaw tightened. For a second, she thought he might finally say it. Finally break. But Damien Blackwood was a man built entirely from restraint. And restraint won. His expression cooled slightly. “I think Roman Ellis is dangerous.” Coward. The thought came instantly.

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.