Him Razorblade Romance Novels & Stories

The cut is deeper than I expected, and it’s bleeding quite a lot. “Luna! What happened?” Cassie jumps up from her bed and rushes over to me. I look at the envelope more carefully and see something that makes my stomach drop. There are tiny pieces of metal, like razor blades hidden along the edges of the envelope under the black rose petals. “The envelope has razors on it,” I say, holding my bleeding finger. “Someone put razor blades on this letter.” Cassie’s eyes go wide with shock and fear. “That’s horrible! Who would do something like that?”

He kissed me back, hard and consuming, as if he could devour the pain right out of me. For a heartbeat, I let myself vanish in that kiss—pretend I was someone else, somewhere else, untouched by betrayal. The next thing I knew, the world blurred—his arm around me, the press of a door closing, sheets tangled beneath my trembling hands. Morning hit like a cruel joke. I woke tangled in unfamiliar sheets, my head pounding, my lips swollen. The stranger from the bar lay beside me, half-covered, the shadows of his muscles stark against the pale dawn light. Even asleep, he radiated danger, power… something I couldn’t name.

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

My father could take as many women as he desired, but they could never take the place of my mother, whom he had murdered. The Moon Goddess gave our mates to us, though some considered her a pesky meddler. My father had been mated to my mother when he was rather young, and they had grown up side by side. My mother, the Lycan Luna, was graceful and submissive to her alpha, never challenging me in public or causing him any reason to be ashamed of her. My mother adored my father and lived her life each day to please him. She was mostly successful until the day tragedy struck.

She said while packing the sandals. “By the way, it seemed to have lost its luster ... I don't know what magic this dark handsome Bernardo did that this madam was not facing us ...” Larib also teased her and said that while the smile on Heer's face collapsed at the mention of Bernardo, Haniya slapped Larib hard .... “Heer, this is nonsense ... let's eat pizza ... I feel very hungry ... rats are dancing in my stomach” She dragged her to the food point ....

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I gasped while feeling his lips on my womanhood. This is what I’ve watched! In that site... When I searched about how to romance your husband... Oh my gosh! This is so good! He hardened his tongue and inserted it into the opening of my womanhood. I tugged at his hair, not knowing whether to push him or make him squirm with my delicacy. He licked. Lap. Sucked. And thrust his tongue inside me making me shiver. After a while I felt something forming in my stomach. I feel like I’m peeing.

"You will never return." Kael looked at Rhydian. "You don't have to come." Rhydian laughed. "You've been saying that since the academy. And every single time, I've ignored you." Kael shook his head with a helpless smile. "You really are impossible." "So I've heard." Their fingers intertwined. The Twin Blades suddenly dissolved into streams of silver and gold light. The light wrapped around their joined hands. The battlefield disappeared. Darkness swallowed everything. --- Kael opened his eyes.

Zane fought to escape, his voice now a muffled whisper, his blood a black, pulsating river on the grounds of the academy. The crimson splash of Zane's blood, the feel of pain, was a mind-shattering, soul-shattering shock to Rhea. It was a desecration of the bond, a personal affront to her very soul. Her body twisted, wracking itself with a sympathetic hurt, and from her lips there escaped a howl of raw, unmuted fury. But it was not her howl that burst out into the darkness. It was Blaze's. He watched Zane fall. He watched the knife stab into his fated mate's leg. He watched the cold, unyielding glint in the rogue's eyes. And in that moment, the leash he had been holding on to his rage snappe

Kylie frowned as she watched Bloodlust rapidly approaching. Razor was engaged with the Blood Daemon, keeping her at bay with his powerful blows and tearing her apart with the blades that adorned his arm. Unfortunately, his victim could be so careless with her actions and her attacks. Her swift attacks and careless nature made it difficult for Razor to be as brazen as he usually was, affecting his fighting style. Thankfully, Razor was not alone. Jack was there as well.