Jamie Tartt X Reader Novels & Stories

I sincerely hope you embrace the journey of this captivating tale. While fiction, the essence of Tara Lyle, the main character in this book, mirrors strength as resonant as the very essence of the narrative. I invite you to accompany her until the publication of Tara Lyle Book 2, "At Willete's Mercy," where the saga continues to weave its captivating narrative.

She gasped at the sparkling and tingling feeling when rubbing his fingers at the bridge of her pants causing an uncomfortable hungry need and friction. "Yes! Don't stop….yes please." Jamie cried when his hands finally slipped inside. "Fuck! You're so wet for me huh?" He growled in satisfaction and felt her soft slippery folds, moving up and down and enjoying her body reaction towards his touch. Jamie turned sharply to face him, surprising Raze with her actions to crash her lips hard. If he was going to be torturing her then he needed some torturing too, especially Bryan.

" Arrrgh ,this male lead is so annoying ,I really feel like slapping him " Jade exclaimed angrily. She was currently reading the most popular novel which had been recently released with the title 'A Taste of love' it was an high school love story . What Jade hated about the story was the annoying male lead and the Villianess who had the same name as her but was dumb as fûck. " Just shut the fûck up and let me sleep" her roommate and best friend, Tiana screamed at her. They lived together outside their school's campus, they both were in their second year in University .

Claimed by the Arrogant Alpha . Chapter 18: another mated pair . *** *** 18+ actions ahead involving mating sex... skip if uncomfortable *** *** *NATASHA AND AMIR* . Tasha smells him before she hears or sees him. The scent of burning honeysuckle and pine, overpowering the smell of the sweet dough still sticking to Tasha’s fingers, a scent that could only mean one thing: Amir has just entered the first stage of his medically induced rut.

A Dark Revenge (TBD) 3. Hunting The Hunter (TBD) Following this series, there will be more stories. Thank you for your time. I can’t wait to share these stories with the readers who have read and will follow the paths of these fantastic characters. Thank you for supporting those who will read only this book. I hope you loved this novel from start to finish, and I can’t thank you enough for staying to read the last chapter! Also, don’t forget to add to your library, share, comment, and vote. May God bless each one of you! Until next time, Love Tara

IF YOU HAVEN'T READ CARTER BROTHERS SERIES, here's the list: (these are on Dreáme Àpp) Maddox and Bree: Saved By The Devil Dom and Kiara: Hating My Baby's Father Brandon and Elle: Obsessed with My Future Husband Alex and Scar: Scarred Knîght. Check them out, you'll like them if you love your heroes damaged and dark, and finally getting their happily ever after that they deserve. These books are dark romance and are for matured readers, check TW. You might hate them but you'll end up loving them. Thankyou once again. Until the next time! ♡

There’s no sign of anything I was so certain happened. “So you’re saying…” My voice cracks. “We… we didn’t do anything last night?” He meets my eyes, expression unreadable. “I could barely get you upstairs. And no, fucking drunk girls isn’t my thing.” I swallow the sting in his words, but relief crashes into me anyway. Then embarrassment follows hard and fast. I had a full-on fantasy. About Braide. About Dmitry. God. Tamer is getting to me. Turning me into someone I don’t recognize, and we haven’t even done anything yet.

She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain. “Fuck, you taste good,” he muttered. He moved to the other breast, biting gently before soothing it with his tongue. His hand slid down her stomach and under the waistband of her jeans. He pushed them down along with her panties in one rough motion. Mira kicked them off the rest of the way. Now she was completely naked under him. Jake sat back on his knees and looked at her body. His eyes were dark with hunger. “So fucking pretty,” he said.

Lily’s moans were pornographic, her pussy fluttering, squirting with every thrust. “My turn,” Jamie said, voice rough, lying back on a nearby couch, his 11-inch monster standing proud, veiny, leaking precum. Diego and Elliot hauled her up, Tate’s cock slipping out with a wet pop, leaving her aching. They guided her to Jamie, her back to his chest, his cock nestled between her ass cheeks. “Ride him,” Tate commanded, fisting her hair, forcing her to meet his eyes. Lily sank down, Jamie’s girth stretching her beyond reason, a visible bulge forming in her belly.

"Let me know what you like to read and I'll make up a list for you." "One of the things I'm interested in is the legend of the werewolf. Do you have any good books about that?" Jamie froze in place. Werewolves? Was this some kind of weird cosmic accident? Because ever since she'd found that old book in the attic she'd been reading everything about werewolves she could get her hands on. She was rooted to the spot, her eyes locked with his strange amber ones. She stared at him and for several seconds she swore something shimmered in the air between them like electricity only stronger. Her immediate surroundings faded into a mist and only she and Mike existed.