Dinosaur Romance Novels & Stories

Cora took a sip of her champagne. She was to go away when Daniella notices love bites on her neck towards her breast. "What the-" "I know but what can I do when I couldn't keep Jem’s hands away" she laughs leaving her there speechless. "You look ravishing honey" Dante growl in her ear as he took her hand and they dance on the dance floor holding her close to him, except for her belly in between them. He got down on his right knee kissing her stomach "I love you little guy" and he stood back up pecking her on the lips

She couldn't sleep that's why she decided to go out even Amir told them about wild animals and witches and beast. She wrapped her hands around her arms to feel the heat of her body. It's freezing outside. Suddenly, she heard a deep voice behind her. Her heart begun to pump abnormally when he quickly pulled her behind to his broad chest. His wolf and human scent mixed together and it's addictive to the nose. " Oh! Hey, please don't!" Diana struggled from his grip but he rolled her in front of him. Their eyes met and no one dare to look away from each other. " You're so hot! Let me do his task just for tonight baby!" He said and he lowered his lips on her lips. Their lips met and like a throat

Serenity Falls, witness to their journey, embraced the complexities of their romance, a timeless dance between vulnerability and resilience. In a climactic moment beneath the stars, as the river whispered its secrets and the town held its breath, Daniel and Lila confronted the ghosts of the past, laying bare their hearts in an expression of love that transcended pain. The healing power of their connection became a testament to the transformative nature of true love.

The angry, shamed part of her still wanted to push him away, suspecting he had spent his absent night with another of his companions, and she remained stiff for a long moment, until his gentle mouth and softly caressing hands smoothed away her resistance. Their lovemaking was slow, almost tenuous, as they let their bodies speak all the things they both wanted to say. Or maybe she was misinterpreting his apologetic touches and soothing kisses. Perhaps she was fooling herself so she could continue sharing her body with him. Even the doubt of that couldn’t hold back her cries of passion, and she was eager for him when he lifted her thigh and entered her carefully, drawing out his possession unt

They stood quietly in the spacious lobby waiting for the limos, their faces filled with mild anticipation, as they waited to start their adventure together. As they entered the dinosaur exhibit, the group's excitement grew. The sound of gentle chatter and giggles filled the air, accompanied by the occasional burst of wonder. Bella and Matt led the way, their little one perched on Matt's shoulders, eyes wide with awe. "Small arms." Matt giggled as he whispered in Bella's ear. Memories of her birthday flooded back to her as she smiled and kissed him. The massive, animated T-Rex roared to life before them, its vibrant, scaly skin glistening in the light. The kids gasped in unison, their faces l

Crystal asked, a hint of amusement in her tone as she noticed Arielle stepping closer to her. Arielle leaned in slightly and whispered, “Grandmother has a… unique taste in horror movies.” Crystal chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. “That she does,” she replied. As Arielle’s gaze fell on the book in Crystal’s hands, her face lit up with rare excitement. “Maa, do you like historical romance?” she asked, her voice brimming with curiosity. Crystal tilted the book to show the cover and replied, “I like anything by this author.” She paused, taken aback by Arielle’s sudden enthusiasm.

He looked down at her hand, then out at the city skyline, and finally at the east fence where his father was crouching in the weeds beside his son. Damien turned his palm over, sliding his fingers between hers. He held on. From the fence, Eli's clear voice carried across the grass. "This is the site. We think it might be brachiosaurus. The evidence is right here—" Cornelius’s answer was too low to decode, a deep murmur in the July breeze. "Yes," Eli’s voice rang out again. "Exactly. Patterson agrees." Selene looked at the old man and the small boy in the dirt together. It was an unlikely, beautiful geometry—the tycoon who had once threatened her on cream-colored letterhead and the fierce chi

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

And so, she texted both Happy and Love and asked them to meet her at the diner in fifteen minutes. She got dressed and then headed out to the diner to meet with her friends. Belle had the family driver drop her off at the diner. Love and happy were already sitted at the diner by the time Belle arrived. They had a special spot in the diner by a corner at the back where they all sat and chatted about everything. All Belle needed to do now was head straight to their special spot. As she walked into the diner, she was headed straight for their special spot when a guy dressed in denim jean trousers and a black shirt suddenly slammed right into her.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.