Deep Romance Books Novels & Stories

Can You Keep A Secret (Nathan & Daniel) ⪻⪻⪻ Romance / Mature : 1. Taming The Wild CEO (Completed on GoodNovel) 2. Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits / Dark Pretenses ( Clara Summers & Dean ) 3. Taming The Wild Duke ( William & Kate ) 4. Not So Plain Jane ( Steven Summers & Jane Austin ) 5. Irresistible Duology: Simply Irresistible ( Autumn & Phraser ) 6. Dark Deception ( Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan )

“This started as something crazy, but it’s real now. For me, at least.” I looked up at him, tracing his jaw. “It’s real for me too. Even if it’s complicated as hell.” He kissed me slow and deep, the kind of kiss that said more than words. Then he rolled me under him again, already hardening against my thigh. “Round four?” he asked with a wicked smirk. I laughed, pulling him down. “You’re insatiable.” “Only for you.” He pushed inside me again, slower this time, more intimate. We moved together like that for a long time, deep, passionate strokes, eyes locked, until we both came again, wrecked.

He started to help her unpack her books, glancing at the spines as they started to shelve them in a tiny bookshelf that wouldn’t hold even half of her collection. Jane Austen, Charlotte Brontë, Elizabeth Gaskell, John Keats, Shakespeare, Virginia Woolf, Charles Dickens—so many books, most of which had clearly been read over and over again. Some were falling apart, barely glued together. When he took out a copy of Frankenstein, the cover fell off entirely. “Oh, poor guy. This one has been through a lot.” Rose took the book from him, smiling. That smile burst something inside him. Something hot, something dangerous. Something that felt exactly like longing. He caught his breath and forced hims

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

She had fantasies late at night that kept her cunt moist and burning with desire while her husband snored through the night, a couple of inches away from her. He had been an excellent lover at the start of their relationship and throughout their courtship years, right until a few years after they got married, when the fire in him just seemed to go off, just like that. He would hump her for a minute then pump her full with semen and drop like a bull, agonizingly eliminating any thoughts she had of going another round, talk less of riding on his mass of muscle all through the night into the sunrise as she used to a couple years back.

I crawled into the bed and straddled him. Our eyes locked and I felt my body heating up as I leaned down and captured his lips in mine. I started to roam my hands over his body and I could feel the desperation to feel his body against mine building up. He bit my lower lip and I moaned as his tongue engaged in a passionate dance with mine. I started to unbutton his shirt and I could feel his body tense. I pulled back and stared at him. “What’s wrong?” I whispered and Xabier gave a small awkward smile.

“I can feel you clenching around me, baby girl. You’re close again, aren’t you?” “Mmmhmm…” I managed. I couldn’t speak, because the fire was threatening to burst out of my chest. And it did. Fuck, it did. My second orgasm was the most explosive it had ever been. My core pulsed around my husband’s cock continuously as I quivered. I could feel all the energy leaving my body as I came with his name on my tongue. In a few moments, Alaric tensed behind me, his thrusts becoming sloppy, and then, with a low groan, his cock pulsed inside me as he spilled his seed.

The heat is burning through me now, every nerve ending on fire. "Look at you," he murmurs against my skin, his teeth grazing my pulse point. "All dressed up like a beta, but underneath..." He yanks my shirt open, exposing my chest. "Underneath, you're just a desperate little omega, ready to be bred." His words should disgust me, but instead they make me moan. My hips roll forward, seeking friction, seeking him. Dominic chuckles, a dark, possessive sound that vibrates through my entire body.

My heart beats fast, and I feel a wetness between my legs that I can’t ignore. One gray afternoon, it was pouring rain outside. The library was dead empty. No one to bother me. I locked the front door early and turned the sign to closed. My hands were sweaty as I picked out my four favorite books from the back shelf. There was the pirate story with Captain Thorne, a tough guy who sails the seas and takes what he wants. Then the vampire book with Lord Draven, all dark and mysterious, with eyes that pull you in. Next, the cowboy tale with Buck, rough and ready from the wild west. And finally, the barbarian adventure with Garrick, a big brute who fights with his hands and conquers everything. E

The novel lay open under her hands-wet, crumpled, dog‑eared. He looked at it, then at her. He pulled the book free with one hand, and his own wet fingers brushed between her thighs again, smart with urgency. "One more time?" he rasped. Claire stared at him-ache behind her eyes, voice hoarse. "Yes," she finally breathed. "One more time." He kissed her, deep and rough. Closed the book with his other hand-cover snapping shut with authority. She rode him one more time, skin slick, body trembling, pulses crashing as she came again-slow, powerful, echoing under the hush of books. Rowan groaned and came with her, feeding her tight until he fell forward, forearm over her back, his breath ragged.