Dystopian Novels With Romance Novels & Stories

I licked my lips nervously, “Another time perhaps. I’m still a little cautious with you yet.” Calous took a step back, “Of course, I understand, but don’t keep me waiting too long. I may not be able to control my impulses.” He walked out of my room, my heart pounding, not in the way it did for Damien, but in unease. I locked my door and crawled into bed, closing my eyes, falling into restless sleep. I dreamed most of the night about Damien, his intense eyes. ‘You’re mine now.’ ‘Beautiful goddess.’ ‘I crave you.’ He was kissing me, his arms wrapped tightly around me, possessively.

He began to kiss along my neck, just gentle little flutters across my skin that made me shiver. Dragus appeared on the other side and began to mimic his brother’s actions on the other side. I was enveloped in their arms and their kisses. And their touch. Both twin stayed clearly above the clothes. After what had happened last night at home, I knew I was being treated with care. I wanted to be good for them. I wanted to be the mate that they wanted. I allowed myself to be pulled into their attention, and soon Darian’s mouth found mine. He kissed me with a passion like he hadn’t kissed me in such a long time and I pulled him closer into me so that I could be devoured by him. Darian broke the k

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode five🌹🌹 .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. I pulled her into my arms the minute we got to a secluded place. I can’t seem to get enough of her but there’s another thing that’s been bothering me. Once we mate,there’s a possibility that she might become pregnant, she’s human after all. I led her into the cave which was beautifully adorned with several flowers and ornaments.

The background was noisy with the tweet of birds and crows; and the obvious smell of sex. I gritted my teeth as I looked around me, wondering what had happened the previous night. It dawned on me that I had mated a total enemy when I saw her lying by my side, still naked. Despite the fearful possibilities of our sexual bout, I still felt that intense love and urge to have her again when I ran my eyes over her beautiful body again. But this time around, I wouldn’t adhere to that temptation. I gently kissed her forehead before getting up.

After the nightmare that was meeting Daniel's family, we went back to my place to watch Netflix and chill. And by that I mean we talked, put the baby down for the night, and had sex. Lots of sex. The kind of toe curling, mind-blowing sex romance novels are made of. And Daniel apologized. A lot.

“That is the ironclad rule my grandfather set. If I dare break that rule before the time is up, my grandfather will force my younger sister into an arranged marriage with a rival syndicate family, handing control of the cartel over to her ruthless husband.” The sheer scope of his loyalty staggers me. Dante carries the weight of an entire empire on his shoulders, protecting his siblings at the cost of his own freedom. I can see the brutal sincerity shining in his eyes. And suddenly, the guilt I felt moments ago evaporates. This arrangement isn't a betrayal of an innocent home. It is two broken souls finding shelter in the middle of a war zone. “So... are you going to f*ck her?” I blurt out, t

And I didn't help myself either, I constantly fed fears with stories of toxic, manipulative love, how it started always started with flowers and charm, and then, one day, the switch would flip. I promised myself I would never experience that. Romance belonged in stories. Fantasies not real life. Still, I couldn’t deny the memory of his touch. How warm his hand had felt on the small of my back. How perfectly he held me. How one dance ignited sparks across my skin. And my book? It wasn’t helping. The vivid steamy descriptions made me restless, And yet, part of me wasn’t ready to climb out of that mental gutter.

I'm sitting between Kahlo's legs with my back to his front as I read the book he bought me. It's a cute small-town romance with vanilla sex scenes. Something I would have enjoyed when I started I started reading but now it's boring. Bland. Where is the bully that makes the female lead's life a living hell but she still ends up with him? Where is the stalker or psychopath who doesn't know the meaning of privacy and personal space? Give me unhinged. Even better if it's the female because I can relate with them. But since Kahlo bought this book for me, I don't mind reading it. Although, it would be a little better if she at least got together with both guys. We all need some toxicity in our liv

Tonight I lay in the arms of the most powerful werewolf in the kingdom, his seed still inside me, his claim settling over my skin like a second heartbeat. It should have terrified me. Instead, as his steady breathing brushed against my neck, I found myself hoping — quietly, dangerously — that this new future might somehow be real.