Intense Romance Books Novels & Stories

" she asks." In a whisper, Jannis says, "Yes, let's finish this up and head back to the hotel." The sensation of Jake's warm palm on hers sets her heart ablaze, and she looks into his eyes, which are a tinderbox of want and anger. "We have some things to discuss privately," she says with an air of seriousness that belies her words. Jannis knows that when they're alone, the tension between them will be palpable. She wants nothing more than to feel Jake's touch on her exposed skin and to give in to the intense desire that lies dormant in their forbidden relationship. As Anna brings their dessert and coffee, Jannis pretends to smile and make small talk, but her thoughts are elsewhere—on the nig

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

I asked as he shivered, looking into my eyes with lust and hunger. “There’s this attraction I have towards you,I don’t know how to explain it,I ….I…. just know that I want you and nothing will stop me ” he replied before kissing his way down my neck,my breasts and my stomach. .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. “You’re beautiful” I whispered, kissing her nape……..and carrying her to the bed before depositing her on it. I don’t know why it’s like a magnet, pulling me towards her.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

“There are blankets downstairs. And extra pillows. So you can make yourself comfortable.” “I will. And I plan to borrow a book or two from your interesting collection.” His eyes are on the bookshelf in my room, which is full of romance novels. “T.L. Smith seems to be one of your favorite authors.” “She is. Her books are dark, sexy, and a little fucked-up. Kind of like you,” I tease, lazily rolling over in his arms. “I am so fucking glad you are mine,” he whispers, holding me tight. “I love you, Callie.”

Each touch sent singles to Alden's throbbing c*ck making it leak out more. 'How did such a situation arise? Why is he blindfolded and tied on his bed?' Alden thought and remembered that he played with fire in the bathroom and ignited the passion of Dennis. "You are so wet, Al. My baby Lion. You like it when I trouble you like this, Right?", Dennis spoke and Alden bit his lips muffling his moan while nodding his head at his question. He loved it whenever Dennis became Obsessive for him and his hidden dark desires made Dennis, Alden's INTENSE Lover.

This time—not rushed. Not desperate. Intentional. His hand rested against her face, thumb brushing lightly against her cheek, like he was making sure she was actually there. “Say it again,” he murmured. Nyra didn’t hesitate. “I’m choosing you.” That was all he needed. He kissed her. Slower this time. Deeper. Not driven by chaos or danger—but by decision. By everything they had tried not to say finally breaking through. Her hand gripped his coat again, pulling him closer, as if distance had become unacceptable.

He suggested, opening the book. "Is that where we were? Let me see." Instead of opening my own book I stood up and leaned over the table to look at his. I felt the robe open and my breasts fall forward. Max looked up and his eyes looked as if they were going to fall out of his head. His mouth opened and remained that way as he stared down my robe. I figured he could see everything right down to my pink nipples and a wave of heat flowed through me. Goddamn Richard had been right on, that was for sure.

I said and pull him in the counter bar. After one hour the crowd is already wild and my head is like spinning I can feel Henry's hand on my legs and caress it seductively and kiss me on my neck and suck it gently. A moan scape to my mouth when he sucks my neck. My body starts to feel the heat and my pussy is starting to get wet. "Come on Ria," He said and carried me. He pinned me on the door and kissed me aggressively. He keeps sucking my neck down to my breast and suck my tits also.

He held up the book so I could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” Obviously, I knew this already, but I still couldn’t believe he actually had it in his hands. I was more than a little embarrassed. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from me. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” He said it in an overly romanticized voice and I could feel my face turning red. “Just give it here,” I whispered, reaching for it again. He held it just out of my reach.