Lgbtq Romance Novels & Stories

"Ary, Ary, are you now walking the path of of quarrelling loving couple?" "Ah?" quarrelling is correct but loving definitely not. "A man and a woman, two of them dislike each other and after a series of misunderstandings and entanglements, then finally realized the other party is their true love. This is a classic law in love stories." Sophia shrugged her shoulders. "I have had two relationships that ran along with this kind of romantic paths." "No, I like men who are gentle and considerate." She is already disillusioned by men who are cheerful and humorous.

Mark. He grinned as he made himself comfortable next to me, his hand casually placed on my shoulder. "I could have never guess you write forbidden romance," he admitted hoarsely. "Let alone forbidden...erotica." "Why? You think love alone completes a romance story?" I folded my arms over my chest. He shrugged. "Isn't the essence of romance all about love?" I shook my head. "Love makes people dumb. I think I'II just stick to sex over love in romance, it's less complicated."

A hundred possibility of how tomorrow could go filled my head, but I was sure of one thing, this was certainly not going to be a romantic entanglement between me and Wesley. It was going to be purely sexual. “Fuck.”

BEFORE STARTING! JUST READ THIS FOR CAUTION! Hiii loves, thank you for reading this! Just to let you guys know in advance this story is not for the weak! it’s really dark, with a lot of abuse. I do not support any of that! ♕𝐺𝐸𝑁𝑅𝐸♕ 𓆙dark romance𓆙 𓆙forbidden love𓆙 𓆙betrayal𓆙

“You’re staring at each other again.” Noelle’s small voice cut through the thick silence. Sebastian stepped back immediately, releasing Nyra’s arm as if he’d been caught doing something forbidden. Nyra straightened, ignoring the sting in her grazed arm. “We’re not.” “You are,” Noelle insisted. “Like in the movies before they kiss.” Sebastian cleared his throat. “Enough.” Sirens wailed outside the lodge. Guests were being ushered away, security shouting instructions. The scent of gunpowder still hung in the air, mixing with pine and melted wax from fallen candles.

Leila smiled, “Sorryyy, Thank you very much, we have a lot to talk about. Should we organize another sleepover? Be expecting you at the end of the day” Frank winked at her, waving his hand, “I will be there. My favorite will be there? And I want to invite my girlfriend, is she welcome?” She nodded before raising an eyebrow, “Wait, Girlfriend? I thought you were gay?” Frank snapped his fingers, “Keep up Leila, I am pansexual baby, my sexuality is dynamic and I will respectfully not explain again, okay?” She threw her head back in laughter, “Rude much? And she is welcome, maybe we could become best friends”

I said to Ginger, as I slipped my hands under her nightshirt and felt her bare ass with both of my hands. "Right, they don't know about our sapphic love affairs yet," said Ginger. "Sapphic, I like that word. Why have we not used it before?" I asked. "Probably because I only just learned it last week while reading a story on Literotica," said Ginger. "Literotica, what's that?" I asked. "Only the best website in the world for erotic literature and the like. You should check it out," said Ginger. "I'll do that when we get back home, it sounds interesting!" I replied.

Rosita, who in a few hours from now would turn into an ex, and Eugene, who in a few hours from now would turn into a friend, and all were both subjective to the parties involved. “Would you love to honor us?” making a gesture to point at himself and at Rosita. “Me and her by being a third party to our sex life?” “I want the three of us to collectively fuck each other and move on with our lives, acting like nothing of such ever happened. It has been our fantasy. Myself and Rosita, and now you're presented to us on a platter of gold. Please, don't say no, monsieur.” Eugene scoffed once again. Not looking at Rosita, who wasn't feeling indifferent about it. She didn't mind opening her legs for t

The taboo we had ignited burned brighter now, exposed and raw, threatening to destroy everything. Roman's gaze flicked between us, betrayal etching deep lines on his face. “You two... behind my back did the most unthinkable thing.” He breathed. “I don’t want to ever see you again.” ~~~~~ The night that started with a ruin ended in a reunion of our hearts, and in Gael's arms, I knew we would fight for what was real. Love like ours can’t break easily, even under the weight of destruction and separation. THE END!!!

Lou and Rocco both cursed at the same time. They didn’t stop. They fucked him through the aftershocks, the wet sounds getting louder, more filthy. Cum from earlier rounds mixed with fresh spit and the new stretch. The kid’s hole felt wrecked, stretched wide around two cocks, rim burning. Every thrust pushed him forward onto Vito’s cock until his nose was pressed against the wiry hair at the base.