M/m Romance Novels & Stories

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode five🌹🌹 .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. I pulled her into my arms the minute we got to a secluded place. I can’t seem to get enough of her but there’s another thing that’s been bothering me. Once we mate,there’s a possibility that she might become pregnant, she’s human after all. I led her into the cave which was beautifully adorned with several flowers and ornaments.

It’s uncomplicated and temporary and blessedly free of the kind of emotional excavation that other people seem to crave from intimacy. She arrives sometime after two a.m., slipping into my penthouse with her heels dangling from two fingers, lipstick slightly smudged, perfume carrying the stale sweetness of crowded bars and expensive gin. When she kisses me, it feels practiced in the best possible way, familiar enough that neither of us wastes energy pretending that this is romance instead of ritual.

After the meeting, Damien approached her near the elevator. "You're welcome," he said in a straightforward manner. "You got me into that room," she said, trying to mask her surprise. "I simply opened the door. You kept it open," he replied. There was a pause in the conversation. "You're being unusually kind for someone who kissed me in public and then disappeared," she said, a mix of hurt and curiosity shading her words. His expression remained unchanged. "We shared a contract, not a romance." Her chest tightened at his words. "Right. Of course," she said, her voice barely hiding the sting of his words.

topped the trending searches. Misty longed for her popularity to soar, yet this wasn't how she expected it to be done. She was on the brink of going insane when she saw how things turned out. "Maple Love" was based on a novel. The novel had a large fanbase, and it was also famous for its romantic scenes. Ever since it was going to be adapted as a movie, the fans had been looking forward to the movie. They were one of the first batches to watch the movie. Yet, they stepped out of the screening hall, feeling utterly disgusted after the movie. They thought they had been deceived.

"I have to meet with these men when they are available and that is now. But here, let me fill your glass. It will help you sleep and you won't even miss me." Alessia blew out a breath in disbelief. "That's doubtful. You know I don't sleep well without you with me." He kissed her forehead gently, placing her back in her chair. "Ah, read one of you 'spicy romance novels'. I'm sure that will distract you." Suddenly, his eyes sharpened as he met hers. "But don't forget the rule, moya khoroshaya, no touching yourself without me, even with reading these books, da?"

The air in the small room was suddenly too hot, thick with the leftover scent of her own perfume and the lime from the tequila shots. A deeper thrust followed, and then Lena heard it. A breathless, high-pitched female whimper. He wasn't alone. The realization hit her like a physical blow to the stomach. She knew he had women. He was Caleb Maddox. He could have anyone he wanted with a single look. But hearing it was different. Hearing the way he sounded when he was inside someone else made Lena’s vision blur. Her hand drifted under the sheet, resting on her stomach as she stared at the dark ceiling.

Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, Mia turned to Merrick, her eyes wide with anticipation. "Are you dating my Mom?" Mia blurted out, unable to suppress her inquisitiveness. Merrick met Mia's gaze, his eyes crinkling with a gentle smile. "Yes, your mom is my girlfriend now," he responded, his voice filled with warmth. "So she's not just your mom anymore, but also my woman."

MATURE CONTENT WARNING: This chapter contains explicit, highly detailed dark romance themes, prolonged physical intimacy, explicit sexual content, and strong language. Aria The silence that settled over the bunker after the storm was heavy, thick with the scent of spent adrenaline, rain, and the unmistakable, metallic tang of our shared passion.

he said he and accelerated the exit into me. "Ohhh" "Ugh ugh" "fuck you delicious ugh" "ohh shif faster" "tight tight you ugh" "Ohhh" "Ahh Ahh Ahh" "ugh" "fuck your tight" You hear nothing in the room but a whole growl and a moan. A moment later we were both reached our orgasm. "I love you" I said "I love you too and the starry night witness how much I love you" he said. end :) A/N: Don't forget to rate this story! Merry Christmas!

He bucked subtly, chasing the stretch, tears pricking his lashes from the intensity. When he was ready, loose and begging with silent pleas, I fitted the condom on myself, slicked my cock, and positioned myself at his entrance. I pushed in inch by inch, savoring the drag, his heat enveloping me completely. “FFuck, Elliot,” I groaned softly, bottoming out, our hips flush. His nails dug into my shoulders, a stifled cry swallowed by my kiss, deep, consuming, our tongues sliding as I started to move. The pace was unhurried, sensual rolls of my hips grinding deep, hitting that spot inside him over and over. I kissed his neck, sucking marks that appealed to something deep within me, whispering pra