Interracial Romance Novels & Stories

Jackson, “Ink” Thompson, a tattoo artist, and rugged biker with a hidden desire, finds himself irresistibly drawn to Elliot, his charismatic Latino photographer. “I’m so hard for YOU.” Ink confesses his longing after a shared joint, and Elliot meets his confession with a hunger that matches his own. Their lips meet in a tender, hungry kiss, igniting a passion that burns brighter than the winter night. #TattooArtistRomance #BikerLove #HiddenDesires #InterracialRomance #PassionateEncounter #LGBTQRomance #WinterPassion #TenderKiss #IrresistibleAttraction #SharedDesire

he promised as Adia forced out a smile. " I love you.." she confessed, crashing her lips on his as she kissed him, savoring his delicious lips. " Adia, people are watching" he said to her pulling away. "I don't care.." she stated capturing his lips again. "Neither do I, but we need to get you out of the rain, not to forget you are covered with mud, same with me, so we have to go inside" he said to her picking her up from the floor as Mickelson rushed to them holding a umbrella as he spoke as he covered them both with the umbrella.

Jen smiled and told his life story and his thoughts. A few minutes had been passed. They both decided to leave the mall. "I think we only have one year to meet up" as Loki said. "what do you mean about one year? are you going to leave for real?" Jen muttered "No, calm down a bit, Jen " "I just want to transfer a new University and focus on study" "I won't allow you. Since I prefer to meet you every weekend or months" "Don't worry. We won’t break up. I promise" Loki insisted

Ruby sweet-talked, connecting their foreheads together and gazing passionately into Carmilla's eyes. The raven-haired can only blush due to the undeniable sincerity in her fiancee's words. She suddenly connected their lips together never minding the prejudice of their audience or the fact that their expensive lipsticks are getting smudged. Ruby kissed back with equal passion, sending fire into her soul due to their fiery intimacy. The only thing Carmilla cares about right now is ravishing the supple lips of the romantic lady in her embrace.

The movement had started in Mumbai too. Myra kept her guns aside and looked at the sleeping figure. She was not able to sit beside him by holding his hand while shredding tears. Her life with this man was never like a romantic story. It was always full of emotional drama, betrayal, actions and many more. Every time they held each other’s hand, the stars changed their paths to create a new mess. The destiny had its own way of parting them away. Their love collided with every obstacle that could ever exist. But when the storm did end finally they found themselves too dishevelled to stand up for a new start. Myra came close to Ranvijay and leaned down on his face. Tucking a strand of his hair b

he said. I looked outside. For the first time in my life, I felt, winter is beautiful. Not, because it snowed but because every year in winter he would be together with me, he would return for me. "We need to get married soon," I said. " But, we did. That was the perfect blood pledge anyone could offer in their own life. The blood pledge of true love. That is why I came back to you. I promised you I would be back," he whispered on my ears.

It was a very expensive ride. "Of course it is, this is a memory that I'll engrave in my head forever hehe." "Oh really? There were better moments than this though." I can't believe this guy is such a clichè. I guess he wanted to do some romantic stuff he saw on tv. "Better moments than this? I can't possibly think of anything better than riding the ferris wheel on the sunset with you, isn't that the most romantic?" Ugh, just like what I've thought! What a clichè.

His eyes scanned the crowd, looking for Jasper, and he barely paid attention to the comings and goings of the werewolves around him, although Marcella sparkled as she exchanged greetings and compliments. Both packs were present in even numbers, this being one of the neutral territories where they could intermingle, and he could see many mixed groups forming. He had never noticed how much they intermingled when the location allowed for it, and happily too, pack loyalty forgotten in flirtation and friendship.

That night, she betrayed Ruan for the first time. When she returned to Phoenix, she treated the romance she had with him as only a simple fling and continued by Ruan’s side as if nothing had actually happened. But her peace did not last long; Osvaldo soon got her contact information and never allowed her to live in peace again. The night everything ended between her and Ruan, Megan had accepted to marry Osvaldo. No threat or emotional blackmail was involved, only promises of a glamorous life that Ruan could never give her. Megan did not love Osvaldo, but she loved the good life he would provide her.

Jaguar yelled, he wanted to make her his mate, but he was staring at a mate mark on her neck, "How did this happen?, when did this happen?" He asked, he was furious. "You don't believe it right?" Ava asked, smirking. "It's the Unbelievable Truth, but Connor and I bonded a long while back, and there's nothing you can do to alter that, Alex slemons!" *****