Dirty Romance Stories Novels & Stories

Synopsis Paltmin was born a human and grew up as such. His life was mundane, and he was happy with his simple existence. However, all that seemed to come to a crash when he was taken to the palace to serve the kings of the kingdom. And that was when his problem began. Paltmin's body underwent a sudden change the first time he met the werewolf Alpha, and that was the start of his erotic adventures. Note: This book is a reverse harem, meaning the main character has multiple partners.

Ryan angled his neck, already moving to claim his lips, they both met each other halfway, moaning deeply at the feeling. Damien kissed the leaner man so hard, his hand tightening on his small waist while pushing him backwards. The actor's hands roamed everywhere, touching, grazing, grabbing and settling behind his neck while using his pads to tickle the back of his neck. Damien shivered, cutting off the kiss while resting his forehead on Ryan’s. “Fuck” “Shhh, you talk too much,” Ryan muttered through heavy breathing.

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”

His free hand slipped under the shirt, palming my breasts, rolling and pinching my sensitive nipples until I was squirming and grinding against the hard ridge of his cock. Every slow circle of my hips made him groan. Every tug on my nipples sent sparks of pleasure straight to my core. I was aching, empty, and so turned on I could barely think. “Darcy…” I whispered desperately, turning to kiss him hungrily, pouring all my need into it. He stood up with me still wrapped around him, carrying me toward the bedroom, our dinner completely forgotten on the table. “I need to fuck you properly now, baby.” My heart raced with excitement and love as he kicked the door open. These little moments made ev

I spoke, coldly, shedding whatever was left of my clothing to the floor; his eyes trailed slowly from my feet to my hair, and for a moment I'd seen the glimpse of the man he truly was in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm checking out now. This was a mistake; where are the both of them? Ariel and Darren? We should probably head home." He started turning towards the door when I tutted with an exaggerated sigh. “Alina’s probably in one of these rooms, making love to Darren, because that’s what he wants to experience. He wants soft sex, way . We spoke about this. No one’s backing out, no Damon… not me,” I said, hooking my arms around his neck. I swallowed hard, revealing my fingers across the bulge of h

She was a woman who had found her home in the arms of a giant. The story of her innocence was over. The story of her life with Liam was just beginning. And it was going to be a story full of raw sex, deep love, and a passion that would never fade.

Please note: This a dark romance story, it features dark content. Alissia POV I sit at my desk, staring blankly at the blinking cursor on my screen. It mocks me, as if it knows I have no idea where to start with my latest attempt. Dark romance. The genre I never thought I’d touch. But after bombing miserably in everything else—comedy, fantasy, sci-fi, even horror—I figured I’d give it a shot. How hard could it be to blend the raw, twisted emotions of a toxic relationship with an edge of danger? Apparently, harder than I thought.

His hand stopped its lazy exploration of my breast. “N-no,” I stuttered, afraid I had offended him. In one smooth motion, he rolled me onto my back and settled between my spread thighs, caging me beneath his powerful body. His dark eyes burned into mine with raw intensity. “Then why don’t I show you that you are mine… and no one else’s.” --- He didn’t wait for my answer. Lord Blackwood kissed me deeply, claiming my mouth as he positioned himself at my entrance. I was still sore from last night, tender and sensitive, but the moment the thick head of his cock pressed against me, the ache turned into something hotter.

“We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.” I blinked several times. One part of me was happy that I would get to do the things I've always dreamt to do with him but the other part was skeptical about the result. I would just feel like his one-night stands; we do the deed and that's all. “I think these rules will do for now. I need to go to bed and think over this,” I said, feeling tired all of a sudden. I opened the door and was about to leave when he got out of the car before me

Under the table, Damien’s fingers teased her again, playing with his own cum that was still leaking out of her. By the time the event ended, Mia was desperate for more. In the car on the way back, Damien pulled over on a quiet road and fucked her again — this time in the backseat, rough and fast, with her riding him while he gripped her ass and called her his dirty secret. Their dangerous affair was becoming bolder. And far more addictive.