Heat Of The Moment Novel Novels & Stories

“That rather gives the plot away, no?” I laughed. “Romance novels aren’t known for being subtle.” He plucked the book from my fingers before I could react. He held it over my head as he flipped through it. “Where are the love scenes? Ah, found one.” He raised one golden eyebrow as he began to read aloud: “‘A fire lit in her belly. Damian’s hands were magic. Everywhere he touched, it was like fire across her skin.’” “Oh my God, stop—” He just held the book up higher. Tall people were the worst.

For a moment I was afraid I would hurt him but I suddenly felt my knuckles cooling down the longer it stayed there. "You're warm." he whispered and he intertwined our fingers while it remains in front of his chest. My anger starts to subside more and more every second, the explosions also stopped. I could hear from the background familiar voices giving instructions to the crowd. "That's it. Calm down. I'm here." he assured as he pulled me closer and enveloped me in his embrace. The heat inside my body was immediately extinguished. The anger was still there but it was tolerable and more controllable than earlier.

I knew what this was, as I have experienced this feeling three times before. “It’s…it’s my heat.” I whimper out, leaning into his touch and relaxing as his body is pressed closer to mine. I could feel the reluctance of him wanting to hold back, we had just learned we’re mates and a heat happening right away is unheard of. “I’ll be right back to help you through this, Amberle.” Dominic presses a kiss to my temple before carefully leaving my side. He disappears for a moment, leaving his jacket filled with his scent behind to help keep me calm as the fire continues to rage war inside my body. I supress the screams and moans of pain I wanted to release, knowing that there are still humans here.

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

I moved closer. Finally closing the distance between us. He leaned forward, his eyes never leaving mine. I picked up my spoon, scooped up a bite of noodles, and held it out to him. He took it without wasting time, the act intimate and charged with a sudden, electric tension. I was still standing awkwardly when, with one sudden, decisive pull, he drew me down onto his lap. My heart hammered against my ribs, like a frantic drum, as I found myself seated there without even knowing how. The spoon was trembling slightly in my hand. I fed him bite after bite, the rhythm between us becoming a shared, silent conversation.

My hands gripped his shoulders as I pulled him closer, the intensity of the moment overwhelming everything else. It wasn't a gentle kiss. It was a collision—the raw, terrifying relief of finally stopping the pretense. As we moved together, the windows began to fog, blurring the rest of the world until there was nothing left but the heat of the moment and the weight of everything that had been denied for too long.

WARNING: This chapter contains mature content not suitable for young readers. Please proceed with discretion. Marimar Oquendo’s Point of View A thousand jolts of heat raced through my body the moment his words registered. I trembled all over, nearly losing my balance as his breath ghosted over my ear and neck—warm, deliberate, and dizzying. My skin burned with feverish heat, though I wasn’t sick. I couldn’t name the sensation coiling low in my belly…

The bond thrums painfully in my chest, and I open my mouth to say something but he’s already turning away, already walking out, leaving me alone with the roses and the hollow ache that no amount of heat can burn away. *** Day seven dawns and I know immediately it’s going to be hell. The heat slams into me before I’m even fully awake, so sudden and total that I cry out into the empty room. It’s nothing like the warmth of the days before — this is fire in my veins, a desperate clawing need that makes my vision swim and my skin feel like it belongs to someone else, every nerve ending raw and finding nothing that helps.

I curled up on a street corner, letting the rain soak me through while my tears blurred the world into streaks of light and shadow. The city pulsed with noise and life, yet not a single corner welcomed me. Then suddenly, warmth wrapped around me. Strong arms pulled me into a familiar embrace. The clean scent of cedar surrounded me. It was Ryan. "I called you so many times, but you never answered," he said. "I've been looking everywhere for you." I stared ahead blankly and said nothing. His voice softened. "Are you thinking about your mom again? Do not think about it anymore. You have me now. I am your family."