Dark Romace Romane & Geschichten

DO CHECK OR ADD OTHER BOOKS OF THE AUTHOR… *REVENGE ON THE MAFIA LORD *JUST ONE MONTH *THE FORBIDDEN ROMANCE YOU CAN ALSO CHECK MY I*******M PAGE, TO SEE THE APPEARANCE OF YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTERS,TO MAKE READING MORE FUN, PLEASE FOLLOW ME ALSO, IT'S A NEW ACCOUNT… I*******M @Vee_wr_ites. XOXO AUTHOR BLU~VEE.

At night My whole room is decorated with candles and roses. I had ordered the maids to decorate it like this. The dim light from the candles is giving a romantic look inside my room. I am dressed in a red silk dress which is half-sleeved. Underneath the dress, I am wearing a silk nightgown. I know Eric will come here tonight instead of calling me to his chambers. At the end of the week, Eric always spends his night with me in my room.

I was about to give the beast within me free rein but before I could do that,I heard arguments at the gate leading to the dungeons. I decided to pay it no mind because no intruder could come into my house. I was the most powerful Don for a reason. I continued on my mission of removing his fingers and listening to his cry of pain. It felt therapeutic. I heard the sound of boots clicking. I turned back to glance at the person who dared to interrupt what I thought of as my therapy session. I looked back only to see the most beautiful sight ever. This sight had no words to describe it. I looked back to see Adrianna,the soon to be Reyna of the Italian Mafia unbeknownst to her, strutting in dresse

Korran She tried to flee, but I caught her by the neck and pinned her to the floor. “You did this!” I growled. My body ached with deadly desires. Her warm chocolate smell filled the entire room, leaving me salivating with extreme pleasures. “You poisoned me!” I said breathing heavily down her neck. My beastly cock rubbed against her pussy. I could feel the heat it produced, like a wolf in mating season. My body ached to drive my cock into her pussy. To feel that warmth surrounding my entire shaft. It had been long I groaned with such desires, since my last mate died.

“Still want some? He asked. His deep baritone voice echoed through the room. My thighs trembled. I could feel the wetness flooding between my legs. My legs weakened, melting under his intense stare. In an instant, he swept me off my feet, placing me on the counter as he drew closer, sniffling me. He was all I wanted. My mind drifted to my boyfriend, he was too old to satiate my desires. I could easily be mistaken as an s*x freak, and he couldn’t handle the passion and fantasy burning within me, but with this stranger, his tantalizing touch awakened a hunger I couldn’t ignore. My thoughts spiraled the moment his lips lunged onto my skin. The softness and wetness of his mouth got me dripping e

"I still have trouble understanding why you preferred to spend the evening with them, frankly, I don't know how should I take it." "It's not against you, I assure you, I stupidly let myself be dragged away. I'm sorry for having abandoned you, but Lucian was insistent and... I cracked.” "I can't believe it. Of all the guys in college, you had to choose him, hey, Celeste, open your eyes. No way!" "And why's that?" "But because it's contrary to nature... You can't kiss that... that kind of.... a..." I suddenly realize what she's getting at. The reason why Sarah hates the Bathory's so much is because she knows! She know who they really are!

Cassian’s fingers traced my bottom lip, smearing something warm across my chin. Blood. Not mine. His voice was a low purr against my trembling mouth. “Now,” he murmured. “You’re finally mine.” The light flickered. The shadows moved. And then— That was it. Blackness consumed the room. Darkness swallowed us whole. THE END THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END. Author I*******m @agkbooks

“No matter what it is, I'm telling you it's fun. Darren and I do it all the fucking time, and for four years our relationship hasn't been any stronger, okay?' He proposed last week; you were there, and this week we're all going to an underground swinger sex party, so brighten up the mood. You know, Damon, if you don't do this, he won't; he's a sucker for your emotions. He loves you, but commonly you've got to let the guy loose once in a while,' Tara asserted, her tone making it final, like she wasn't going to allow any sort of argument any longer. We walked through a dark, narrow corridor, pushing open a door guarded heavily once more; colours of lights burst free, and a tiny, fractured, str

Black gloves. “Mr. Rossi,” the man said politely. Matteo didn’t speak. The man walked over to the chair, sat down, crossed his legs. Unhurried. “I’m not here to hurt you. I’m here to tell you a story.” Matteo’s lips pressed into a line. “What kind of story?” “One about blood. About power. And about how Dominic Pendragon stole everything that was never his to begin with.” --- Back in the city, Dominic stood in his office with blood on his hands.

The New York best selling romantic novels were my best companions during my college days. "Mmm...Oh...Mmpphh...UM!" I moaned. It was hard to really say anything verbal with my mouth filled up. I swished his cock inside my cheeks, getting it as deep into my throat as possible while breathing through my nose. I was buried into his lap; his cock completely inside my mouth, his thighs pressed up against my cheeks, my nose in his lap. My eyelashes brushed up against his pubic hair. "This feels good Camila, this feels so fucking good Camila" he mourned softly. I loved that I was really tormenting him. Making him call me by my name