Hot Scenes In Books Novels & Stories

This book will contain triggers such as: 1) Sexual assault/rape 2) Bullying 3) Depictions of violence 4) Thoughts of suicide Just as in my books before, when a chapter title states it's a "Split Chapter" there will be TWO POV's for that chapter. I hope you enjoy getting to know Euan and Juniper! --Sydney

TRIGGER WARNINGS!: This book contains some dark material including, explicit descriptions of rape, violence, gore, torture, murder, drug use, abortion. There are also detailed sex scenes, some including kinks such as, breath play and knife play. Aurora’s POV I wake up to the familiar pain of a spring digging into my back. Goddess, this cot is unbearable. How I am able to fall asleep every night is beyond me. I groan as I sit up, stretching my back and arms, trying to ease the pain. After a couple of satisfying cracks, it feels a bit better. I shiver and watch as my breath rises above me in this bitter dungeon cell.

“But I need to practice my descriptions!” “What?” Nate asked. “Descriptions for my books,” Rose took a bite of her cheese sandwich.`Kam and I rolled our eyes at the same time. “Rose, I swear those books you read are just porn with a plot,” Kam grumbled. I couldn’t help but grin. He’s not wrong. From what Rose has told me, her web books are filled to the brim with sex, sex, and more sex. “Stuff like, ‘The orgasm was so intense, I felt the ground rumble,’ right?” Nate said as he rolled his eyes. “Shit like that is in my ma’s paperback romances.”

I’m in the back of the library looking for a quiet spot to study when I hear it — a soft, breathy gasp from the very last row of shelves. I should keep walking. Good girls don’t investigate strange noises. But something pulls me closer. I peek around the corner and my breath catches. Lucas Black has a girl pinned against the tall bookshelves. Her skirt is bunched up around her waist. His hand is between her thighs, fingers moving slowly under her panties. The girl’s head is thrown back, lips parted in silent pleasure as he works her. His grey eyes — sharp, knowing, dangerous — suddenly flick up and lock directly onto mine.

I smile sweetly at him. His eyes widen. “How is that romance?” “Well, becuase she falls in love with the new guy, and he loves her. Oh, and be warned, there’s two endings. Happy and sad. Decide the characters fate yourself.” I wink and he sighs. I watch as he opens the book ‘Tainted heat’ By Billiejo Priestley, and begins to read. It’s almost low level smut. I didn’t want to give him something where it goes too indepth, I can save that for next time.

Since the electricity has no power for tonight, the only light that we have here in his bedroom is a small candle and a piece of a flashlight. My blood rushes through my veins when I lay my body on the soft mattress of his bed. It really smells like him. I know this is bad. So fucking bad and forbidden. But I can’t help myself but imagine lustful thoughts with him, especially that his scent is all over the cushion that I'm now wrapping around my body. “Are you feeling scared?” He asked me with his husky voice. He’s still in his khaki shorts and sweatshirt when he laid down beside me.

I silently stood up from the edge of the bed, loving the feel of the shoes in my legs despite it being a bit big as I wanted to smell the scent of the hardcover books. “Ah, this is what it feels like to be alive?” I whispered as my hands frantically went through the steamy collections of both light and erotic novels. My eyes landed on one of my all time favourites. I shouldn’t touch this without permission especially when the camera is watching me but Scarlet told me to feel free before she went to sleep, right?!

But relaxation wasn't what I had in mind. I stood up and walked over to the bookshelf, running my fingers along the spines of the books until I found what I was looking for. The worn leather-bound volume felt heavy in my hands as I carried it over to the coffee table and opened it to the marked page. The intricate illustrations of whips, chains, and other BDSM paraphernalia made my pulse quicken with anticipation.

The pages held explicit stories that made my cheeks burn and my body ache. I settled on the floor behind a dusty shelf, a flashlight on my phone, and opened the book. The words painted vivid pictures — hands sliding under skirts, mouths claiming skin, bodies pressed together in hidden corners. My breathing grew shallow. I squeezed my thighs together, trying to ignore the growing heat between them. “What are you reading, Miss Vale?”

The night had blurred into a haze of sweat, cum, and raw need, but neither man was ready for it to end. After the brutal doggy-style pounding on the bed that left Kai’s hole leaking and his voice hoarse from screaming, Marcus flipped him onto his back again, eyes blazing with unquenched hunger. The bedroom smelled like sex—musk, lube, and the sharp tang of multiple loads. Shattered glass from the lamp still littered the floor near the door, but they didn’t care. This was their final chapter, and they were going to burn it into memory.