Love Triangle Romance Books Novels & Stories

And weren’t we always taught not to judge a book by its cover? As Liviana’s view of life widened and nothing seemed so simple, she found herself delving into books more and more often. They were her escape- that blanket that kept reality from turning her soul blue. And with the more she read, the more tropes she came across. Star-crossed lovers. Forbidden romance. Opposites attract. Friends to lovers. Enemies to Lovers. And so much more that she absolutely adored.

His tone of speech gives the impression that he is really angry. When he speaks to me, I recall the night when he was on me and I felt his strength inside of me. He spoke what he wanted to say, and I was like the one who needs to trust him. His power on me isn't simple to refuse. I have a tendency to get obsessive about things, and when I hear his voice so close to my ear, it makes me want to be his slave again and over again without ever stopping. each challenge was met and overcome by the two of us, but it was only the beginning since David desired me so much that my father, as is customary, welcomed him as my life partner. The battle between two alphas is the most dangerous and bloodiest

"What the hell are you babbling about, Cara? Flirting? Are you for real? I-I'm not-" "You are not what?" Her looks seem to slice me in two. "I'm not like what you are thinking. I'm damn straight. Can't you see? I'm hurting right now 'cause I-I'm in love with someone I am not supposed to." [3rd Person Point of View] Cara couldn't understand why she seemed disappointed when Daphne said she was straight. Cara even felt a tightness in her chest when she heard from Daphne that she was in love with someone she shouldn't be—Cara knew that Daphne was referring to Craig.

Her eyes were locked on mine. " Make love to me Xavier " she whispered again. Shit she was really serious. I stopped and pulled back, not taking my eyes off hers. There was no sign of indecision which meant she had made up her mind. All I saw on her face was love , happiness and need. And I knew my face looked exactly the same as hers right now. " I can wait Scar " I promised her again. " I know you can but I am ready now " she said and looked at me softly.

She knew pink roses stood for being touched, a love declaration, symbolizing first love. Trevon was celebrating the sweet memories of his first love with Lydia. A tribute, a remembrance. So what was with his constant promises not to divorce her? Was he just trying to keep her calm, to prevent her from causing a scene, not to mess with what he had with Lydia? She had already let go. Why was he still messing with her feelings? Lydia, in her dress and diamond tiara, looked stunning, like a princess. His princess. It was a gesture that was truly awe-inspiring. It was the kind of thing that made others green with envy.

Who is it, after all? 'I didn't overthink; that year you loved me so much, it must have been because, between Damian and me, you hesitated to decide, so you broke up, right?' The other girl's words surprised Fiona Forger so much that she almost cried out; she had to put her hand over her mouth to stop it hastily... Oh, man! The love triangle in the novel is here! Curiosity in Fiona Forger is temporarily pushed to the climax; she wants to see how beautiful the other girl is, which both Damian Desmond and Ken are fighting for...

For a moment, his mind drifted back to that unexpected kiss with Tristan during truth or dare, and he blinked, quickly shaking himself out of it. "Okay... moving on," he muttered, closing the episode and trying a different series. But the same genre kept popping up. It seemed this laptop was packed with nothing but boy-love romances. "Seriously...?" he sighed, before abruptly shutting the laptop. "Troy’s got an interesting taste," he grumbled, placing it back on the desk. As he turned toward the bed, his eyes caught sight of a book on Troy's nightstand titled "Our Sweet Melody" by Chelle.

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.

So which one was real? The mating bond that had shattered her heart or the love she'd built afterward with nothing but trust and choice? My gaze dropped to the soapy water coating my hands. Then my thoughts drifted to the triplets. To the pull I felt whenever they were near. To the ache whenever they were away. To the impossible longing that refused to loosen its grip. It felt real. Every part of me insisted it was, but… What if feelings could be manipulated? What if the bond drawing me to the triplets wasn't entirely natural?

The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.