Erotic Horror Book Novels & Stories

“Although the erotic scenes are beautifully written, the plot is hella boring.” Theo let out a deep chuckle, leaning back on the couch. “Finally, someone that gets it. I mean, it has so much potential to be a blast, right?” “Exactly,” Nico continued to flip through the book. “Sex is cool and all but it’s boring when it happens without any plot. You know what I mean?” Theo scoffed. “You mean like these p**n videos that just get into the whole thing without any prior action.” Nico watched him quietly, the corners of his lips tilted up in a small smile. “You sound like you know your game.”

The first figure materialized out of a swirl of brimstone—tall, pale, and haunting. Aron, the vampire, moved with impossible silence, his eyes latched onto Eve's throat, his lips drawing back to reveal fangs. "You're not from here, pretty pet," he murmured, circling her like a vulture. Alexander, the incubus prince, descended from the sky like a dark feather, his eyes smoldering as he inhaled her scent. "But you will be," he added. Alexander brushed the back of his fingers over the breast of her dress, her nipple hardening as it reacted to his hand.

Intimate. “Shh.” One finger pressed against my lips. “No more talking unless I tell you to. We wouldn’t want security to hear the prim little library assistant moaning like a whore when they finally check the building.” The crude word sent a shameful thrill straight to my core. I was already wet, embarrassingly so, just from one kiss and the way he was looking at me like he planned to devour me slowly. He stepped back slightly, eyes never leaving mine, and reached for one of the leather-bound books on the nearby table. It was an old edition of The Decameron, Boccaccio’s tales of lust and sin during the plague. One of the restricted volumes he’d borrowed before.

It's said he didn't hesitate to kill his brothers and finally succeed the CEO of Rovio Group. Will a romantic love trigger between them or lust? Warning:::🔞This story contains scenes of violence and sexual activity which may trigger some readers. Volume One ****************************** Warning::: 18+ This book contains explicit sexual scenes, young readers are advised. It's an erotic book which contains sex scenes mainly based on sex and romance. "Did you sleep with him?" Mel asked. "No, I didn't," I replied. "I did not sleep with him." "Tell me, Bitch, tell me the truth, damn you," she yelled at me.

"I read one Gor novel, too, which really isn't a romance novel." "No contemporary BDSM books, no how-tos, nothing like that?" Sam inquired. "No. That was pretty much it," I replied. "Did your wife have a safe word?" Brianna asked. "Yes. I figured there had to be some way for Julia to opt out of her slavery if the reality wasn't meeting her expectations," I answered. "With the exception of the John Norman Gor novel, all of the romances were by women authors? In none of the reverse harem books, the multiple men were ever upset or jealous at having to share their woman?" Sam asked again.

WARNING FOR OTHER CONTENTS (20+). Dear readers, I hope you are enjoying and moving with the flow of the chapters that have been uploaded so far. As you all may know, this is an erotic romance book, and a werewolf genre too. I wouldn't say stop reading and I can't say read on but you should know what you want. THE FOLLOWING CHAPTERS FROM HERE MIGHT CONTAIN A LOT OF DESIRABLE SEX SCENES AND HEART BREAKING WORDS TOO.

Honestly, the only room in the house that was finished was the one he was using—the master bedroom. Behind the door, the girl continued to cry, and the sobs seemed to be amplified as they reached his ears. When he closed his eyes, his brain immediately found the memory of her flushed body tied to the bedpost - wide open, completely at his mercy. Eric sighed and straightened himself. Maybe he'll stop by the pub down the street and find an easygoing girl willing to help distract him from the girl behind the locked door. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed again as he strode across the kitchen. Opening the refrigerator door, he felt the cool moisture spread on his skin, so wonderful. Ever

"It's true. Quite a few of the books I used to read were reverse harem novels. One woman having to serve two or more men. They weren't the only type I read, but maybe fifty percent." "Wasn't my brother enough of a man for you?" "Master is the most skillful lover I've ever had. The best orgasms of my life have been with him?" "Would you agree, Lisa?" Cindy asked. "Definitely. Totally cosmic cums; much better than my former husband." "The one who raped you both, who got shot? Mom and Dad told me about him." "That's the one." "So why did you fantasize about multiple men fucking you?" Cindy asked.

Charlotte woke to the slow, deliberate lash of a tongue against her clit. The sensation hit like a spark… sharp, electric and unexpected. Her body responded before her mind fully caught up: a soft gasp escaped her lips, hips lifting instinctively toward the source of pleasure. The tip of that same tongue flicked over the swollen bud repeatedly… teasing strokes that sent zinging sensations racing through her core, down her thighs and up her spine. Each flick was precise, maddening, designed to make her ache without mercy

Angelo murmured, and suddenly, I felt him press a hot, open-mouthed kiss just beneath my ear, his tongue running slowly along my skin and leaving it tingling. I began to pant. My heart raced. This wasn't right. This really, really wasn't right, but his tongue felt good. My skin grew sensitive under his hands. I was beginning to feel the same heat that I felt the last time he had tried to touch me, although I knew that this time we were alone in the house, meaning that there was nothing that could interrupt him. When his hand moved from my abdomen to the small of my back, pulling me further toward him, I squirmed a little, feeling the heat rise. He was trying to seduce me, and I was terrified