Dirty Romance Novels Excerpts Novels & Stories

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

Footsteps walked into the living room, and I raised my head slowly, my throat tightening when I met his gaze. The intensity, the burning desire, the way his eyes darkened with something forbidden like he wouldn’t hesitate to take me right there. My pulse stumbled, my heart betrayed me, and my composure threatened to slip away. Damien stepped forward, his eyes on me the whole time without sparing a glance at Caterina. She faced him, but he didn’t look away, not even for a second. Standing a few away, his lips parted to speak, words that further fueled my uneasiness and anxiety.

Heat rose to her cheeks, but before she could protest again, his mouth descended, claiming hers in a kiss. Her hands slid into his hair, tugging gently as he pressed closer, their bodies melting into one another. He undid the laces of her dress with practiced ease. The fabric loosened, slipping from her shoulders to reveal the smooth curve of her skin. Rael’s lips trailed down, brushing over her collarbone, pausing at the hollow of her throat where he lingered, breathing her in. Polly’s breath hitched, her chest rising against his. “Rael…” Her voice trembled between laughter and longing.

Johnny started slowly, savoring every second of her vulnerability. He began at her neck, pressing open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive column of her throat. His lips were warm, deliberate, tracing the line where her pulse fluttered wildly beneath the skin. He lingered over her racing heartbeat, sucking gently until a faint red mark bloomed. Then he moved to her collarbone, following the delicate ridge with the flat of his tongue, nipping lightly at the hollows Charlotte’s breathing hitched. She twisted her head to the side, trying to give him more access even as she fought the urge to beg for more. He didn’t rush. He never did when he wanted to draw things out

She was aware of her body lowering on the soft mattress but that was her first awareness since Damien had carried her and began walking into her room with his mouth never once leaving hers. God, she was dripping for him. She has never been so aroused in her entire life. He pulled back at last, his lips parting from hers, and locked his gaze on her. Lila’s breath caught as she met the blazing lust in his blue eyes. It was so raw, so consuming, that a faint smile touched her lips. This is it, she thought. Without breaking that gaze, Damien slowly unbuttoned the rest of his shirt and pulled it over his head. Then he leaned down once again, capturing her mouth in another deep, intoxicating kiss

And I only have one attempt left until the alarm attached to it goes off…. Ughhhh, why does it have to be so complicated. What's in there anyway? That requires a passcode. I think deeply before I input the date they got married and bingo…. It unlocked. Mennnnnmn, this man's so in love. I opened the door to see different dark romance books. Damn! Who could have thought that my stepdad is into these things. Hmmm, if I read here I will get caught and it won't be a funny experience. So I took three: The ritual, hunting adeline, and captive in the dark. I glanced through it, saw the disclaimer and I just feel like I would love it. I raised my bodycon and placed them in my panty line, closed the s

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

“I’ll walk you—” “You won’t,” Damien cut in. Lucian just laughed. “Always so territorial.” I didn’t wait around to hear more. I went back to my room, heart pounding, thoughts a mess. Damien’s POV The fire in the study burned low. The night was quiet, except for the whisper of paper as I flipped open the file. Her file. Claire Hensley. Lucian stood near the shelf, arms folded. “So who is hot fiesty chic really?”

“It’s perfect… I’ll never take it off.” “I’ll never leave you,” she whispered fiercely, nestling into his chest. “I’ll never want anyone else. You’ve ruined me for everyone forever.” He kissed her deeply, possessively, his arms tightening around her. “Good. Because I’ll keep corrupting you, claiming you, loving you like this… forever.” They fell asleep tangled together in the mirrored sanctuary, surrounded by infinite reflections of their forbidden bond. Clara was completely ruined. And she had never been happier. Forever his. THE END

“I hate that you’re the only thing I can see. I hate that I call you ‘Dad’ in front of her while I’m dying to touch you like this. Even when Hunter touches me, I’m still reaching for your ghost. You’ve ruined everything. I’m empty, Dave. There’s nothing left of me that isn’t yours.” I moved my hand up, my fingers trembling as they traced the hard line of his jaw, then moved to the corner of his mouth. “Please,” I breathed, tilting my head back, my eyes still closed as I sought the heat of his skin. “Just for a second, pretend I’m the one you chose. Tell me I’m not crazy for wanting to die every time you touch her.” I pressed my lips to the side of his neck, a soft, desperate graze. He smelle