Dangerously Yours Book Novels & Stories

I have two new books on the app, and I am certain you all are going to enjoy it. A beautiful story between, Dante and Elena. “Dangerous affairs with my professor, and “All shades of Maximo.” Mafia lord Maximo and his sugar girl Amelia. A fine story you all wouldn't want to miss on. I hope you all join me while I work through the beautiful journey of those two pieces, up there, Grab your popcorn and enjoy every bit of the ride. Your votes and comments would be highly appreciated fam. Love you all.

My pussy quivers when I see the image of the two sluts turned upside down on an inversion table while the Dom treats them with his cock. There’s this distinct satisfaction in their expression that turns me on. Suddenly, I want to experience this kind of punishment. As the desire stirs dangerously high, I set the book back on the shelf, my hands trembling. My breath is hard. I divert my curious gaze to the desk, and I see a book that stands out from the clutter of paperwork on the desk. Again, it has this strange, erotic title that makes my mouth water. It seems daddy only reads something sensual. The closer I peek at the book, the more I see the bold title.

“The truth, little mate, is that you’re treading dangerous ground.” “Dangerous?” I scoffed, though my hands trembled under the table. “Maybe I’m done pretending I’m safe in a house where secrets fester.” Damien leaned forward, his elbows resting casually on the table, though his eyes glinted with razor-sharp interest. “Careful, sweetheart. There are things in this pack you don’t want to dig up.” My voice sharpened. “And why not? Because they might reveal what all of you are hiding from me?”

We stayed like that for a long moment, with me pinned against the mirror, his cock still buried inside me, our breathing ragged. Finally, he lowered me slowly to my feet. Cum leaked down my thighs as he stepped back, admiring the sight of me: naked, freshly fucked, with a new clit piercing and his cum dripping out of me. “You’re dangerous,” he said quietly, a dark smile on his lips. “And your moans are so loud that we could have been caught on camera. And who knows this could actually be on the headlines.” I laughed breathlessly, still shaking. “I couldn’t help it… ahnn...”

I was wrong. Later that day, My man reported the message to me. Dominic Blackwood had burned the letter and sent the flowers back with a warning. My attempt at peace had only poured gasoline on the fire. I was in the hall when I heard the sound of my father’s hand slamming down on his desk so hard the whole house seemed to shake. "How dare they?" he roared from behind the closed door. "After all my efforts to show strength, someone is making me look weak in the eyes of my enemies!"

Fort instantly raised his gun. Evelyn moved beside the doorway. Nathaniel grabbed the edge of the desk for balance. The study door rattled violently. Once. Twice. Then stopped. The silence afterward felt suffocating. Nobody breathed. Nobody moved. Then a woman’s voice drifted through the woods. Calm. Almost pleasant. “Open the door, Julian.” Julian’s face lost all color. And suddenly I knew exactly how serious this was. Because the most dangerous man in the room looked terrified.

Dear readers, Please note that although this story has a Russian theme, it is written in English. When reading dialogue, please assume that characters are speaking in Russian, even though it appears in English. This is the book 2 in the Dark Desires Series and book one is Dark Obsessions, a MM romance. Maddest Obsseions will be out soon! I did not upload it because I'm still working with a few adjustments on the plot. Xoxo

It better not be what I’m fearing, because if it is, Dane is going to hear it from me this time. I’ve set aside all my needs for him, but this one is too crucial to overlook. I won’t let him have his way this time, not like he usually does. Guys please read my other co-author books Alpha Lucious, His Purchased wife , Betrayed By My Ex claimed by his father, Alpha Evander's Rejection on G.O.O.D.N.O.V.E.L

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.

For a split second the sidewalk rolled and bucked beneath them as if they were on a boat. It took a moment for the truth to sink in. A bomb. Her heart hammered against her ribs. Hunter was still on top of her, his arms crossed over her head and face to shield her. She didn’t dare move. People were screaming, running past them, even over them. Hunter grunted when someone stepped on him, but he didn’t budge from his position atop her. She could hear the sound of glass shattering close by, hitting the ground somewhere behind them with a sharp crash. The smell of smoke and burning wreckage was already