M/m Romance Books Novels & Stories

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He picked me up, pulled me back against his chest, and sat down on the floor with me in his arms. The moment his skin touched my neck, the fire tearing through my veins eased. The bond beneath the brand opened. It carried away the worst of my breakdown, sharing the unbearable weight between us. The pain in my bones faded enough for me to breathe again. *** The scent of lilies grew even heavier as our pulses began to synchronize, drawing a deep, dangerous growl from Lucien's chest.

And I was beginning to realize something: every time he looked at me like that, broken, desperate, loving, my defenses cracked a little more. Leander reached toward me, slowly, like he expected me to pull away. His fingers brushed my wrist. Just that. Nothing more. The contact sent warmth rushing through me. Mate bonds were terrifying. Biological, primal, instinctive, yes. They felt so emotional, like your soul recognized someone before your mind caught up. Standing beside Leander, I felt the invisible threads pull tighter. His scent wrapped around me, protective pheromones softened by affection. Mine responded automatically, blending, inviting, claiming. A nearby Omega glanced at us briefly

Hi! I'm excited to share my new M/M romance novel with you. Please take a look! ❤️ Title: Steaming the Rose Genre: MM Mafia romance Forced Proximity Childhood sweetheart BLURB "I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilay smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to.

And the present and future have everything and nothing to do with what could’ve happened in the past and what will happen. Hello, lovelies... If you're a new reader, you can check out my other books on Dreamè Àpp, my books are all completed and búlly, dark romance on there!! Saved By The Devil. Indebted To A Tyrant King. And new one: Lord of Violence (MMMF). A. Gupta

Just on paper. So why did it hurt me so? Maybe because he’d kissed me so passionately I’d dared to think this could have been real. He was probably deep inside the woman I just caught him kissing, minutes after he slid a fucking ring on my finger. The ring burned, and instead of my prosthetic finger, I found myself twisting it in place in nervous jerks. Broken. Unlovable. Why did every single attempt at romance end up with me at the losing end? Embarrassed and betrayed, twice in a row, when I’d wanted nothing but companionship, at the very least.

“Is there a reason you’re talking to me, or are you just bored of hearing your own voice?” Camille chuckled, amused by the jab. “Oh, I’m just being… helpful. You should know men like Damien don’t do forever. They play, they get bored, they move on. Especially when they weren’t the ones who started the game.” Serena frowned. “What game?”

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!