Grovelling Heroes Romance Novels Novels & Stories

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

Maybe I'm meant to barge into someone's privacy. It feels like reading a romance book. Other than love, the author wrote about his struggles to become an Eldar. How smart was his competitor and how did the war of the werewolf race affect his profession. He lived with the humans but being involved with the chaos is the consequence of him loving a werewolf. That didn't falter him. I was rooting for their love story but the journal is incomplete! The journal ended with them giving birth to a child. 'Twas an exciting journey towards a cliffhanger!

His hands pulled me closer, his kisses hungry as he straddled my legs, pinning me to the couch. I ran my hands up under his shirt, feeling his muscles tighten under my fingertips. He sat up, and pulled his shirt over his head, his muscles flexing as the fabric left his body. I wanted to touch him everywhere, to taste every inch of his skin. I pulled him back down against me, my lips open and waiting for him. He pressed his body against mine, his skin hot against the thin fabric of my undershirt. He moved his kisses down my neck, nibbling gently on the sensitive skin of my throat and collarbone. My hips arched up into him, feeling him harden against me.

I noticed that Kingston was not beside me. "I stood up and went to the washroom.I collected my toothbrush and brushed my teeth when I was done .I had a quick bath .I guess Kingston already went to work. I came out of the washroom with a towel wrapped around my body and bumped into Kingston who held me preventing me from falling.He was dressed for work.He looked like those sexy CEO in romance novels.He looked really great in his suit.Well Kingston is so handsome and is good at manipulating people like he did to me.

They always see him as a fleeting attraction, nothing more and most of the girls that he had been with,had wanted nothing more intimate or serious with him. This wasn't the first time that a girl had stood him up but for some reason,he had the decency to believe that Veronica was different. Turns out,she was exactly like the rest of the girls that didn't want much from him and he figured that by now,he should be used to it. Most guys would love to be in his shoes, being wanted only for his body and nothing more,but Grover wasn't wired that way. He wished to fall in love. He believed that it was one of the ways that one could find happiness - the others being: genuine friendships and contentm

Lucifer Alpha's Slave is a Dark romance novel intended for adults readers only. This book has a villainous heroes, enemies to lovers, angst, and explicit/ intense/ kinky-forced situations. If you're looking for a sweet romance, then this book is NOT for you. *********************** Exempt from the story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should have knelt down when I asked you to. You shouldn't have challenged me but you did. Now, you will see my warth." "I am begging you, stop this." she tried again, maybe he will change his mind. It wasn't her fault she couldn't bow down to him. She just can't.

Dear Readers, Before you begin Gavin and Kat’s story, please know that Make Me Yours was previously published under the title Desire Me Dearly. This second edition has been edited and expanded to include 20% more content than the original. The main storyline remains the same as the first edition, but I always felt Gavin and Kat’s story needed more. All my best, Iris

In my dreams, I saw Travis…the way I’d dreamt about him many nights before. He touched me the way I wanted to be touched, the way I needed to be touched. He was reluctant to touch me, because he was honor-bound not to. But I begged him to. I asked him to make love to me. He kissed me in ways that made me forget who he was…who I was. He held me in ways that kept me safe and warm. I screamed his name as I reached my peak. I felt like jumping off a cliff and then feeling Travis catch me in his arms. And then I told him I loved him. He gave me a smile of triumph, and then his body shook as he reached his own heaven with me in his arms.

But if things went wrong—and knowing my luck, something would—I didn’t want to pull them into the trouble that would follow. My gaze fell on the trashy romance novel sitting on the front seat. It was objectively terrible; bad grammar, weak plotting, and things happened far too easily for the heroine. I’d devoured it in a single night. It was trash, but it was delicious trash. The heroine had auctioned off her virginity to the mafia to pay for her father’s debts and ended up being ‘oversold’ to three brooding Alphas all vying for her attention and favors.

“Daddy, you’re laughing. Admit it.” “I am… not… laughing,” he grumbled, though a corner of his mouth twitched. Nyra nudged him. “Yes, you are. And you enjoy it.” He glared. “…I do not.” As night fell, the three trudged back to the lodge, snow dripping from their coats. The fireplace glowed warmly. Noelle curled up with cocoa and blankets, still chattering about the day’s “heroics.” Sebastian glanced at Nyra, noticing the way the firelight caught her eyes. Dangerous, intelligent, annoyingly attractive.