Novel & Cerita Love Triangle Romance Books

But all I could think about was how Vito’s hands tangled in my hair… Pulling me closer, making me forget everything except the wild rush between us. Caught in a whirlwind of passion and chaos, I knew I was stepping into a world of danger—a world that could swallow me whole. But as Vito’s lips pressed against mine, all I could think about was how much I wanted to stay lost in his embrace, even if it meant breaking Juan’s heart. The night lay before us, filled with raw pleasure and risk. As we surrendered to the chaos, I felt the ties to my old life begin to unravel, setting the stage for a choice that would change everything.

My childhood friend promised to marry me once we came of age — but at my wedding ceremony, he gave my wedding ring to my stepsister, Summer Hugh. At the time, it was Victor Lowell, the fearsome mafia heir, who saved me by publicly announcing he had loved me for years. In the five years we had been married, he would fulfill every wish I had, even those I mentioned offhand. I truly believed I was the center of his world. All that changed when I stumbled across a top-secret folder as I was cleaning his bookshelf. The very first page was a file on Summer, with three red words printed in bold, “Top protection priority.”

Then, Adrian uttered, "Since you insist on lying to me, I'll give you one final true love test. Do you choose this coffin, or do you choose to marry me? You can only pick one." I stared at Adrian in disbelief, unable to comprehend that he could do something so absurd. "Put it back! My mother is in there! If you really throw it down, I will never forgive you!" Adrian's temper flared instantly. "You won't even choose me over a fake coffin? Camilla, you're truly heartless. I declare that you have failed your final true love test. Now watch me marry Vivian. As for this thing…" Adrian glanced at the coffin and sneered, "Throw it down! Just looking at it annoys me!"

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Five Something You Shouldn’t Want The wind picked up as Evelyn rode the ATV across the far fields, her fingers clenched tight on the grips, her braid snapping behind her like a whip. The Romano name was all over her brain like a stain she couldn’t scrub out. Not just Damien anymore—but all of them. Luca had sent her a link to some sleek app design mock-up “in case she ever wanted to digitize the ranch,” and Dante had casually shown up at the farmer’s co-op talking gym memberships and local partnerships like he belonged. It was calculated. It was charming. It was suffocating. But it was Damien who got under her skin the most. Always him. Always that look like

He pulled gently, angling my head back, and said, “Say it, Yassy.” “I want you.” My chest rose and fell with shallow breaths. “All three of you.” “Good girl.” Mitch leaned toward my neck and pressed his lips to the sensitive skin there. His breath was hot against my skin, and my knees suddenly weakened. My lips parted as a soft sound slipped from them. “I knew you wanted this all along,” Devon growled as he pressed the hard bulge in his trousers against my back. “Didn't you want this too?” I asked, looking down as Hans's free hand trailed over my stomach and stopped at the waistband of my skirt.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

Alice asked. “Of course, of course.” Jane said, snapping back. “I can handle thing from here.” “Thank you.” Alice said as she left. Once she was out of Jane’s office, Alice’s confused expression flipped straight into anger. She was heading to the elevator. “How dare he kiss me.” She whispered to herself. Walking down the hall. “I don’t even like him, I’m in love with Hector. She continued, looking confused again. “So why is my heart still beating like this.” She Said as she reached the elevator.

"Y-Yeah... why?" "Maybe there are clues in the notes. Is it still with you?" "I threw it away," she said, then switched the T.V. channel. She doesn't like late night shows anymore. More dramas and nonsense shows. "Oh," her friend said regretfully. "Keep the notes next time. You know... maybe one of these days he might introduce himself in a note." "His name is Third. That's always on the note, eh." "So, do you know anyone who has the same name?"

" Juliet said with a shrug. " I will never like him because he's not the kind of person I should like!" Nelson replied. " This man doesn't love you mother, he's just here because of your wealth. My father's wealth!" He added. " Stop this nonsense Nelson! Stop saying what you don't know. What do you know about love? Between you and I who should be advising someone about relationship here? Are you insane? How dare you talk to me in such manner?" Juliet asked. " That's one thing about you mother. You don't listen. You don't listen at all.....!" Nelson said.

"I was just thinking about something that made me smile" "Care to share your thoughts with me?".Ben asked as he relaxed and finally sat down next to her. "Sure".emma smirked."it's nothing serious.i was wondering if it's time to show myself to my once beloved friend". "Mirabell?".ben asked with confusion written on his face."I thought you hated her". "I hate her".emma corrected. "Yeah whatever". said Ben."so why do you want to meet her if you still hate her?". Ben would never understand the deal with his girlfriend and her once close friend as she used to say.