Novel & Cerita Love Triangle Books For Adults

I turned my face away, and pressed my cheek against the cold metal of the locker door, and forced my eyes away from his. “What happened between us… it was a mistake,” I said, my voice trembling. “It wasn’t supposed to happen.” Blake leaned closer, his hot breath brushing against my ear. “Maybe it was a mistake for you, Trisha… but not for me. I want you. I crave you every time I look at you. I have to fight with everything in me just to hold back and I know you feel it too.” I froze, stunned by his confession, my mind spinning. I hadn’t expected him to feel this way toward me, and I hadn’t imagined this side of him at all.

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There was something about him, something magnetic, something I couldn’t shake, even after all these years. But now, knowing what I did, that attraction felt tainted. Dangerous. As the day wore on, I couldn’t focus on anything. I was supposed to be packing for the trip, but every time I tried to fold a shirt or grab my toiletries, I stopped, my mind wandering back to Vito. I felt trapped in my own head, suffocated by the memories and the fear of what was to come. I couldn’t help but wonder if this whole thing—this wedding invitation—was a trap.

Chapter Two. Camille. “The fuck do you want with her? She is my mate.” Rex snaps. “Was your mate, last I checked you announced Katrina as your mate and a little birdie told me you’ve marked her already.” Ares's amused tone comes next. His words trigger a memory I would have preferred remains forgotten. The night Rex beat me up so bad because Katrina lied that I stole her diamonds, I thought I lost the baby. As if that wasn’t bad enough, he rejected me so openly in front of his entire household.

“It was because I am a selfish man, Travis simply wanted to get back at me.” “I see…” He massaged his chin softly. “Somehow Valentina got herself involved in a love triangle, between best friends.” “That is not important right now.” I scolded and he flushed beet red, “Do you know the book Valentina always likes reading?” “Um…” He went into deep thought for a while, and then he shrugged. “I know she reads a lot of books, but I haven’t actively, tried to look at her book.” “There is this particular book, she loved to read, it’s a plain white book, and the title is Valentine’s Day.” I narrated taking the next five minutes of my time to describe just how the book looks. “The author’s name was Gu

“This isn’t funny, Nina. Help me calm him down.” Nina was quiet for a minute before speaking up. “Deacon is livid, and I don’t blame him. Don’t think I can’t feel the feelings you have for Isaiah. We need to nip that in the bud. I would rather not be a part of another love triangle. Though, I would be better at.” I laughed, agreeing with her statement, but this wasn’t a love triangle. True, I love Isaiah, but it’s different from what I feel for James. With James, it came with ease, like breathing. Whereas Isaiah’s came with a lot of complications and trials.

No one knows the quiet, glasses-wearing bookworm is actually a dripping wet slut online. But now I’m trapped in this house with the three men who star in my darkest, most forbidden fantasies. My pussy has been aching since the moment the snow started, knowing I’m alone with them. I’m in the living room trying to read when Kai walks in, shirtless, sweatpants hanging low on his hips. The deep V of his abs and the outline of his heavy cock make my thighs press together instinctively. He’s your stepbrother. Stop it. But the ache only worsens.

Mid-thirties, maybe, with auburn hair pulled into a bun that begged to be undone. "Riley, focus," she said, tapping the open textbook on her desk. "This essay on forbidden desire in Gothic novels—it's supposed to explore tension, not just summarize the plot." Her eyes met mine, holding a beat too long. I felt heat creep up my neck, my thighs pressing together under the desk. Forbidden desire. Yeah, right.

Rowan's pov I never expected the woods behind the old pack border to smell like sin and home at the same time. I was just out for a run, trying to clear my head after another bullshit council meeting where everyone pretended I didn’t exist. Lone wolf. Unclaimed. Easy to ignore. Until the wind shifted and that scent hit me like a punch to the gut. “Fuck,” I muttered, slowing to a stop. My cock twitched in my shorts, half-hard already. What the hell was that?

“Lookin’ like a damn snack!” “Wait, I thought you were avoiding them?” Liv asked. “Does this mean the love triangle is back on?” “It’s not a love triangle, Liv,” Audrey hissed. “But yes, it’s back on,” “Oooh!” her two friends were smiling mischievously and Audrey bit her lip to stop herself from smiling too much. “Whatever happened to staying away from the handsome devils and figuring out your future?” Mikey asked. “Why worry about the future when we can have the present?” Audrey shrugged and flipped her hair. She looked satisfied with her outfit, so she turned around to get some shoes.