Gay Romance Novels List นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Still clinging to the illusion that life was black and white, that desire could be filed away like paper in a drawer. Back in New Orleans, I was the girl people barely noticed. A bookworm with oversized glasses, more familiar with fictional romances than real ones. I hadn’t even kissed anyone properly, let alone... anything more. I thought sex was messy, uncomfortable, something to avoid. The thought of giving myself to someone... I mean, letting a guy inside me used to make my stomach twist, but not in a good way. And then I met Damian Holt. He was magnetic. Impossible to look away from. Tall, devastatingly handsome, with dark blue eyes that could burn straight through your soul. One glance

Her brother, thankfully, was out with friends—some last-minute poker night. Good. She padded into the living room, heading straight for the bookshelf Adrian always hovered around. His collection was huge, but it was the bottom shelf she wanted—dark red spines, old bindings. Erotica, classic and poetic. She’d seen the way his eyes lingered on those books when he thought no one was watching. Her fingers brushed one of the worn covers: Venus in Furs. She smirked. Just as she was settling onto the couch with it—tucked into the far corner, legs curled beneath her—she heard a door open.

Shadow raised her head to smell it, her big brown eyes curious, but upon finding it to be nothing other than frustrating ideas, she resettled. It had seemed so easy at first glance. Audrey and Ray had fallen in love once; I knew they could do it again. I had buzzed through my shift, sprinted home, and hopped on the computer for research. Fast forward two hours and I had no results. Everything I found was either too complex or too reminiscent of “The Parent Trap”. I had no idea how to get these two people to fall in love, let alone how to get them in the same room. My balloon of hope and excitement was quickly deflating, reality a slow leak sinking it. My phone chimed, and the noise startled

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

Sam was pretty good at it and at the urging of his then girlfriend Stacey, had submitted some of his books to an eeotic story site named Erotic dom where under the pen name Dirtyfantasies, and had gotten some good reviews. Most of his stories were about older women with guys his age and Miss Linda had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of his female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as his favorite teacher. Yes Miss Linda had been the nasty little cougar in his mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, he had even joined her writing discussion group. While the other half dozen students sat and discussed their stories and other

Cas’s hand fisted in Damien’s hair, hips bucking. “Fuck, Damien… just like that.” Cas’s voice was wrecked. His free hand found mine, squeezing. “You see how he sucks me? So fucking good.” I couldn’t look away. Damien’s head bobbed, cheeks hollowing, saliva dripping down Cas’s thick length. I leaned in, kissing Cas deeply while Damien worked him. “You two look incredible together.” Cas broke the kiss with a gasp. “Get over here, Mari. On my face.” I straddled his mouth eagerly, facing Damien. Cas’s tongue dove into me instantly, lapping at the mess of cum inside. “Oh—Cas!”

The novel lay open under her hands-wet, crumpled, dog‑eared. He looked at it, then at her. He pulled the book free with one hand, and his own wet fingers brushed between her thighs again, smart with urgency. "One more time?" he rasped. Claire stared at him-ache behind her eyes, voice hoarse. "Yes," she finally breathed. "One more time." He kissed her, deep and rough. Closed the book with his other hand-cover snapping shut with authority. She rode him one more time, skin slick, body trembling, pulses crashing as she came again-slow, powerful, echoing under the hush of books. Rowan groaned and came with her, feeding her tight until he fell forward, forearm over her back, his breath ragged.

His arms wrapped around her like he never wanted to let go. Sloane laughed weakly, forehead pressed to the cool wood. “I can’t believe I just let you fuck me on a coffee table. In a bookshop.” Callum kissed her shoulder, then the red mark he’d left on her ass. “Best morning I’ve had in years.”

After only a few minutes of trying to catch our breath in the dark room, the crazy heat between us started up all over again. Callan rolled onto his back, reaching out his big hands to grab my waist and pulling me up on top of him. "Get on top," he told me, his dark blue eyes looking right into mine. I didn't wait. I climbed over his legs, sitting right on his hips. I leaned down and licked his big chest, tasting his salty sweat and running my tongue all over his hard muscles. I grabbed his big, hard dick with my hand, holding it straight up. Slowly, I pushed my hips down, sliding his thick cock deep back inside my wet pussy.

Along with the usual suspects, he found a book with two anime guys kissing on the cover. "That's my sisters," Kiaan blurted, grabbing the book. "Girls like that to read that sort of thing?" Sammy asked. "Most of those things are written by women for women, hence why they are so sickeningly romantic," Caine input, momentarily turning away from his work at the computer. Sammy smiled, unsure of how to respond to that. Were gay relationships typically less romantic than straight ones? He hoped not. The idea of just jumping straight into bed with the first guy he met scared him on so many levels. He wanted to go through the flirty beginnings and the dating phase.