Love Triangle Romance Novels Novels & Stories

"Tell me about the book you were reading. What is it about?" P**n. Flushing, I bite my lip "It's a romantic story" and by romance, I mean a girl getting railed by three men at once. I wasn't kidding when I said I'd gotten to the spicy part. She was finally going to sleep with all three of them together. Lucky bitch. "Ah, you're a romantic then?" Anti-romantic. People who say they're in love are full of shit. I believe in power, loyalty, and money.

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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.

“Who told you that? How do you know Ezekiel is dating?” Garrett scoffed. “It’s blindingly obvious. I know Ezekiel isn’t usually the relationship type, but I remember how he acted the last time he liked someone. Now, he’s doing the exact same thing, except this time he seems completely, totally in love. You can practically see the cartoon hearts in his eyes. He can’t put his phone down—always texting, smiling, and blushing like a fool. He’s completely distracted. It’s so obvious he’s deeply in love with this girl. I’ve been begging him to let me meet her, but he keeps refusing. It’s not like I’m going to steal her.”

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!"

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

Author’s Note to the Reader Dear Reader, What you are about to step into is not just a love story. It’s a tangled web of passion, betrayal, secrets, and the quiet ache of discovering the truth behind the people we think we know. Jacqueline’s journey is one many of us know too well, the journey of holding on when we should let go, of chasing stability while craving fire, of mistaking comfort for love. Her story unfolds in layers: through the haunting grip of her dreams, the unraveling of a once-promising engagement, and the magnetic pull of a man who exists both in her subconscious and in the shadows of her waking life.

“You need to go, Scarlett. Now.” She nodded, her cheeks burning with a mixture of shame and a thrilling, defiant heat. She turned and fled. It did nothing to quell the storm he had unleashed inside her. The memory of the kiss, the possessive grip of his hands, the wrecked sound of his voice, it was too much to process, yet a hunger had been awakened that demanded more. The following week, there was a seminar on power asymmetries in the modern novel felt like a special kind of torture. The subject matter which once would have been a purely intellectual exercise, now felt like a personal, pointed critique.

He licked his lips, still looking. I looked down and realized my nipples had already hardened beneath the fabric. “Say you want us, baby sister, and we'll have you so weak you won't be able to walk again,” Devon said, smacking my ass. The sound echoed through the silent basement. “No. I'm your big sister.” I still protested, but my voice was weak. I had never been involved in a threesome, and I had always told myself I never would be. But with them around, I didn't know if I could keep that promise.