M/m Romance Novels & Stories

“And I don’t do moderation.” That did something to my stomach that I didn’t appreciate. “That’s not romantic,” I snapped. “That’s unstable.” He turned fast. Eyes dark. Not wild. Contained. Too contained. He grabbed me and kissed me. Heat, frustration, and something close to desperation. For half a second I let it happen. Then my brain caught up and I shoved him. “Don’t.” He let go immediately. Like I’d burned him. “Fuck,” he barked, pacing once.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

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 :)

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

The ride home from the arcade was quiet but warm, the playful glow of neon and laughter still buzzing in Milo’s chest. Ethan drove with one hand on the wheel, the other draped casually across the console, close enough that Milo could feel the heat of it. “So,” Ethan said at a red light, glancing over. “How was your first date?” Milo smirked, leaning back in his seat. “Not bad. Food was terrible. Company was alright, I guess.” Ethan’s mouth twitched, and before Milo could blink, Ethan leaned across and kissed him, slow and grounding. “I love you,” he murmured against Milo’s lips.

My stomach twists painfully. “What prophecy?” I ask quietly. Elder Miriam looks between Maverick and me with pure fear in her eyes. Then slowly… she begins speaking. “Centuries ago,” she says weakly, “there existed a bond so rare that wolves believed it to be a myth.” The room becomes deathly quiet. “A second chance mate bond,” she continues. “Not given for love… but for fate.” A cold chill crawls down my spine. Maverick’s jaw tightens beside me.

"You like mysteries?" "Sometimes." "Better than romance novels?" My face heated. Had he seen me looking at that shelf? Had he been watching? "Much better," I said firmly. "Romance novels are... unrealistic." Something flickered in his eyes. Amusement maybe. "Are they?" "Yes. All that instant attraction and forbidden desire and enemies becoming lovers. It doesn't work like that in real life." "Doesn't it?" The way he said it—the slight emphasis, the look in his eyes—made my stomach flip.

It's enough that her mama lost a romance, Maureen won't want to fall for the weaknesses that humans usually glorify like that. Maureen grasped the hard object beneath her and managed to get the owner to loosen the grip. This once, just this once she must make Darren a slave to her every whim. "See you soon ...." Deliberately ending the encounter with a long, very wet kiss. The tongue that explored Maureen's oral cavity was subjected to strong suction that must have hurt Darren a lot, but in the end they enjoyed each other and might have continued if not stopped by a knock from outside the room.

I had nothing holding me down and I could have just left but where's the fun in that besides,mum is having a party at home. That woman is lucky she gave birth to me. That small fact has been her saving grace. If she wasn't my mother,I'd have made her choke on her own vomit before carving my initials on her heart. I studied the men in front of me. They were all wearing suits. They all looked so corporate. I could see the tattoo of a rose on different parts of their bodies. I sat up quickly,the action alerting them. I just pieced together who they were. They were from the Italian Mafioso. The most dangerous mafia in the whole world.

[HIGHLY DESCRIPTIVE MATURE SEXUAL CONTENT: DOM/SUB/DEGRADATION/PRAISING/CHOKING/MXM/MXMXM/ AND VARIOUS KINKS] [STRONG USE OF MATURE LANGUAGE/ SWEARING] [MENTIONS OF ASSAULT/ABUSE/RAPE] [MENTIONS OF SUICIDE] [GORY SCENERY] And please, for the billionth time, know that this is my first book ever and that English is not my first language, so, if you find grammatical mistakes please point them out and try to be kind about it. I'm not a professional writer but I'm really trying to be better.