Love And Romance Stories

Elaine Jackson chanced upon a wounded stranger late one night near the dumpster, she took him to the clinic with the help of one of the residents, only to realize that the handsome stranger remembers nothing but his name when he opened his eyes. Carlos was ambushed late at night, he was lucky enough to escape with his life but when he woke up, he found himself in a strange town and a nice, beautiful woman beside him. Will he overcome his fear of not knowing his pursuers and trust her with his name? Will he abandon his fear and chase after a new feeling? Find out in Secret: A Country Romance.

𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄. 𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐍. 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐄. John Flord Congreene has it all—wealth, power, and an empire at his feet. At 27, he reigns as the meticulous president of Congreene Allure Blue Company, a business built by his family. But beneath his carefully controlled world, a storm is brewing. His grandfather’s debts threaten to shatter the Congreene legacy, dragging everything he’s ever known into ruin. The only solution? A strategic marriage to the billionaire's daughter, a 24-year-old, dazzling, charming heiress named Garnet Marie Sytone,—the key to reclaiming their fortune. John thought he was the one hiding secrets. But he never expected that the woman he married was a masterpiece of deception. What happens when he uncovers the truth—that their marriage was never real? When every kiss, every touch, was based on a carefully crafted lie? Will he fight for a love he never believed in? Or will he walk away, letting betrayal consume them both? 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐭. 𝐀 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠. Can their love survive the ultimate betrayal? WARNING: This story contains mature content and language that are not suitable for young readers. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Every chapter gives you something new, secret affairs, risky relationships, and characters who crave hard and love harder. Think Mafia, Landlord, Alpha, every dirty fantasies you can think of. Professor and student. Neighbor crush. Master and submissive. If you’re 18+ and ready for filthy, wild, messy passion then this ride is for you. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 'Confess more while I absolve you.' His fingers plunged into her pussy, still slick from earlier, pumping roughly. Isabella gasped, gripping the kneeler. 'I... I rode his cock, bouncing until he spanked me. Oh God, your fingers... deeper.' Miguel added a third, stretching her, thumb on her clit. He leaned in, whispering, 'Did he make you cum as hard as I did?' She nodded, moaning. 'But not like this. Not in God's house.' He withdrew his fingers, slick with her arousal, and smeared them on his cock before pressing the head to her entrance. 'Kneel properly, face the screen.' She did, ass out toward him. He thrust in, burying himself to the hilt in one go. The booth shook slightly with the force. 'Continue your confession,' he ordered, pulling back and slamming in again. 'Javier... he fingered my ass while fucking me,' she panted, pushing back onto his cock. Miguel growled, jealous fire fueling his thrusts. He grabbed her hips, pounding harder, the wet sounds obscene in the sacred space. 'You're a slut for cock, aren't you? My slut.' His hand snaked around, rubbing her clit in fast circles. 'Yes, Father! Fuck your slut while I confess.' She reached back, spreading her cheeks, inviting him deeper. He spat on her asshole, working a finger in alongside his pistoning cock.

My BFF sent the hot stranger a voice note... Of me saying I want to climb him like a tree. And he just. Texted. Back. It's the dog's fault, really. If this untrained Great Dane I'm walking had any manners at all, I never would've ended up here: With my leash wrapped around the most gorgeous man I've ever seen. Lucky for me, the guy is a good sport about it. (Although his joke that “Dogs take after their owners” hits a little too close to home when Rufus starts humping his leg.) He leaves me with his business card and a smile that makes my knees weak. I'm still pinching myself as me and the bestie resume our walk. “Methinks you had a little crush on him,” she accuses. Not thinking and a little flustered by the whole experience, I reply, “I’d wrap my legs around his waist tighter than that leash.” THAT'S when she reveals that she'd been recording my response. THAT'S when she gives me the most devilish grin I've ever seen and says, “You're welcome.” And THAT'S when she hands me my phone and reveals... She sent the recording to him. My heart is in my throat as those three little dots appear… Then a text. “PROVE IT.”

“Spread your legs wider. Let me see how wet you are for someone you’re supposed to hate.” One hundred nights. One hundred different men who know exactly how to ruin you. This isn’t romance. This isn’t love. This is the kind of filthy, depraved shit you think about when you’re alone with your hand between your legs and nobody’s watching. Stepbrothers who corner you in the shower. Priests who bend you over the altar. Mafia dons who take what they want and leave you begging for more. The coach who swore he’d never touch you - until he did. Every forbidden scenario you’ve ever fantasized about, raw and unapologetic. No soft touches. No gentle whispers. Just rough hands, dirty words, and the kind of orgasms that leave you shaking. Fair warning: This collection doesn’t hold back. Choking. Spanking. Public degradation. Forced orgasms. Breeding kinks. If you need your erotica sweet and romantic, this isn’t it. But if you want to be fucked six ways from Sunday by men who don’t ask permission - they take it… Pick a night. Any night. You won’t be the same when it’s over.

“In psychology, every feeling differs in each other through stages, that’s why different terms are created from affection, attachment, lust, and love. My feeling for you is only pure affection, it was not lust nor love. Our attachment to each other is not that strong so we cannot assume there is love between us, even after our first sight. We’ve just met. I am uncertain about what I feel for you. Space from you is honestly what I need right now. My apologies but I cannot be with you.” It was professionally being an unprofessional story of a lover’s bump in a dump. Addictive that will surely proactive your nights. A book that will stick with you until the last pages, ages with a savage! Samantha De Vera a CEO of a fashion company is a single mother raising her twins, one with a post-traumatic condition. He can’t talk nor speak a single word, and because of him, she encountered the psycho- Psychologist Edward Liam Ackerman. With his childish acts, funny talking, and his familiar scent, he became close to her daughter and son. Sevi De Vera, wants her mother to find him a new father. Famous for being strict, arrogant, and a perfectionist person, she never finds anyone suited to her standard except her three-year-suitor David. In contrast, Sevi and Savana only want one man for their mother, her perfect opposite, Edward. How can he manage this pressure when he is already tied to someone else? Will this chunky, hunky, handsome psycho-psychologist will try to win her dumpy, grumpy heart?

Romance and vampire fans will love this story... After three hundred years of running from the vampire who created her, Kira finds solace, aide, and love in the arms of a human... but, for how long? Running from the vampire that made her, Kira gets aid from a magical friend by being placed in a magical coma for 300 years. When it's time to retrieve her from her hiding place, the witch solicits the aid of a few men on a hunting trip. Sparks fly and love is in the air the minute one of the men sets eyes on her. With the evil vampire still searching for her, will he be able to keep her safe? Filled with exciting action and thrills, EMERGENCE is a story that will keep you turning pages right up to the end!

Meet Nina! Nina was pretty, fierce yet sweet. She was shy, yet so easy to get along with. The thing about Nina was that she had an easy-going attitude to life making it a breeze for anyone who wanted to approach her. Her life was a simple one, so perfect for her. That was until her perfect life crashed, with everything she had known, everything she had planned taken from her as she was forced out of her English city home and thrown into the American cowboy fevered town of Samsonville, Texas. The town that was filled with cowboys, ranches and intriguing boys who kept a secret, a secret that she has no way of running from. I mean how could she? Werewolves where fast creatures and once they set sights on their pray the pray was theirs for keeps.

"After the loss of her mother, 16-year-old Mira navigates a new life in Crescent Avenue with her loving but often distracted father. As she explores her new surroundings, she meets a handsome stranger who sparks an undeniable attraction. But as their paths continue to cross, Mira finds herself torn between intense desire and the possibility of true love. Will she be able to distinguish between lust and love, or will her emotions lead her down a path of self-discovery and unexpected romance?" - Mira as the main character - (new life in Crescent Avenue) - (Mira's emotional journey) - (love, lust, self-discovery)

I’m in love with my boss. He doesn’t even know I exist. … Until today. My name is Rowan St. Clair. For five years, I’ve tried to pretend I’m not head over heels for a man I can never have: Vincent Akopov—gorgeous, ruthless, and completely out of my league. But one fateful errand changes everything. When I walk in on him thoroughly “occupied” with another woman, I expect embarrassment. Instead, I get a saucy wink that sets my body on fire. And the next day? A promotion I never asked for. "Congratulations, Ms. St. Clair. You're my new personal assistant." Suddenly, I'm thrust into Vincent's world—Park Avenue penthouses, private jets, and a boss whose meetings put the "DIC" in "dictation." He tests my limits. Filthy promises whispered in my ear in the middle of a boardroom, explicit Polaroids left in unexpected places, sneaky gropes in dark hallways… And I push back. Sexts send both ways, after all. Our game escalates with each passing day. There's just one problem: to inherit his father's empire, Vince needs a wife. So guess who gets to accompany him on every awkward get-to-know-you date? Me—sitting beside him, trying to ignore his hands wandering up my skirt while he interviews potential brides. I tell myself it's just physical. Just temporary. Just a fantasy that will end when reality comes knocking. And reality does indeed knock— In the form of two pink lines on a pregnancy test.