Fatal Attraction Novels & Stories

It was a fatal attraction. There was nothing for her to do but back away, but he came after her, his eyes focused on her, his smile downright dangerous. That he was smiling surprised her until she remembered that his smile was more brutal that his frown. Her lips quivered. She wanted to start apologizing to start saying something, but something told her that the man right in front of her, coming after her, stalking her with his wicked eyes like a predator about to devour its prey needed no explanations. She prayed silently for help to come her way, but prayers don't always work.

Aditi ****** The scintillating light of dawn peeked into the room. The rays were balmy though. It seemed they were only razzing me. Being vanquished with their devilment I had to ultimately open my eyes. I yawned, rubbing my bleary eyes, and sat up. It was a slight movement only that shot up a sharp pain in my core. Realization passed over my psyche. The flashes of last night sprinted in front of my eyes. I had willingly submitted to a man I was attracted to. I didn't think of any morals without even capitulating.

Goodness! As he stepped into the kitchen, Dante's eyes fell on Darlyn, who was violently attacking a crying servant. He was momentarily frozen in shock and horror, his palms turning white and his heart stopping for a beat. But then, his gaze was inexplicably drawn to another figure in the room - a stunning woman with curly hair, emerald eyes, and cherry-red lips that seemed to beckon him from across the room. Her hourglass figure and flawless skin only added to her beauty, and Dante found himself inexplicably drawn to her. The scent of her perfume was intoxicating, and he felt like he could drown in it. Dante was bewildered by the suddenness and intensity of his attraction. He had never felt

Caden Walters- An alpha who has been searching for his mate for the past six years. When he finally decides to stop searching, he finds her and realizes that he is her second mate and she has an abusive past. Riley Sanders- Running away from Noah seems like a dream come true but finding out she has another mate is not what Riley bargain for, with responsibilities she doesn’t think she can fulfil, Riley might finally get the happy ever after she always dream of. Noah Killian

A car will pick you up at 8. Of course, he'd had my number, and of course, he'd been waiting. The bomb, the package. It was all connected, all part of something larger and more dangerous than I could ever imagine. I didn’t know what the hell was going on, but what I did know was that I had just gotten my first real glimpse into the world of Damien Black, and I didn’t know how much more of it I could take.

Her ass slowly moves to the tantric beat, and I stand and stare, transfixed by the goddess in front of me. She has no idea how fucking sexy she is. “New York sour,” Adrian says as he hands me my drink. “Thanks.” I took it from him. “You know, the way you’re looking at her is illegal in some countries, right?” I watch her hips roll, and I imagine them over me doing the same thing. I inhale sharply as my arousal starts to thump between my legs. “Have you ever been so physically attracted to someone that you lose the ability to think around them?”

But I, Adrian Volkov, with my dark eyes and my mocking smile, am a dangerous addiction, a poison he can't stop craving. "What do you want?" he asked, his voice a low, rough sound. "This," I said, my voice filled with a mocking, bitter humor. I took another step forward, my body pressing against his. "This... toxic attraction. This obsession. We can't fight it, Vasily. It's a part of us. We can either let it destroy us, or we can use it. We can... get it out of our system. One last time."

His team is trained to kill with precision, and failure is not tolerated. Unit 2 - The infiltration team, Elara wore a red and black sexy low back dress with low neckline. Her red lips smirked a she smoke her cigarettes while tapping his stiletto high heels. Her long black hair flow freely at her back. Elara is ruthless and manipulative. Her sharp gray gaze seems to determine what is lies and what isn't. She is the epitome of betrayal and lust, using people like pawns to get what she wants.

A power move is what this gala really is, where different mafia men meet up to make connections and sometimes even start or push through with an ongoing deal. And in all my existence I have never felt this way about a human being before not to speak of a lady like Mia. It is just attraction, deep bone attraction. Yet why do I feel like my chest is about to come off when that bastard Moretti leans closer. I am up from the stool, feet taking long strides as I move across the hall to where they are. “Detach.” Just one word that carries so much authority. My face is blank, refusing to let anything pass through.

"You look like you just came from a christening and got lost on your way to a prayer vigil." She laughed. "And remember the guy from accounting who asked for my number last week? You scared him off!" "Crazy! Albert is a womanizer. I told you. Half the girls in RTA have probably been on a date with him." "You really think I can't handle him if ever?" Albert was handsome, charming, and sweet-talking. She wouldn't deny that she felt attracted to him, but it wasn't enough for her to contradict Pat about his objection.