Novel & Cerita Mc Club Romance Books

Sighing, I peeled back the cling film and took a bite of bread and cheese. It's just, Alice says this Marco guy's quite something," she went on, still watching me closely. "And mega rich. And she reckons that you and he could..." Her eyes gleamed for a moment. "You know." "Rox!" Appalled, though not surprised to discover Alice had shared that particular delusion, I groaned softly. "No, I Don't know, okay? Marco is a business associate. I'm not interested in him in any other way. He's a friend, that's all."

ELLIOT The music was too loud. Or maybe my thoughts were. I couldn’t tell the difference. Bass reverberated through the club, vibrating through the floor, through my chest, through my skull like it was trying to knock my brain loose. Lights flashed in erratic bursts of purple, blue, red, painting everything in chaos. It was all very distracting and overwhelming. But then again, that was the whole point. “Drink,” Lucas shouted above the noise, shoving a glass into my hand.

~Love is patient; Love is kind. For two hearts lost in the world of danger and deceit, Love is A Game With No Rules.~ Hello, thank you for reaching this far on the story ;) I’d like to introduce my books before AGWNR if it’s your first time stumbling upon my work. 1|Devin ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance 2|Don’s Fiancée ~ Mafia Romance 3|Promise Me Jake ~ Teen Romance [A sad love story.] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone]

By the time she learns the ugly truth about who I am, and what I want, it will be too late for my sweet Molly. “I can’t be in court this morning,” I say. “I have business to attend to. But I’ll stop by around noon to see you, and … to confirm you’re still wearing me.” Molly looks at me, and there is a calculating look behind those emerald eyes of hers. She nods slowly, her lips parted slightly. “Yes, Declan.” Without taking her eyes off me, she lifts her skirt, and she slips a hand down inside her panties. She withdraws two fingers glistening with her juices. She steps forward, takes hold of my cock, and smears it with her juices. “And you’d better still be wearing me.”

Priscilla said. Milan laughed softly but carefully avoided certain details. More specifically, she avoided mentioning Vito entirely. She could feel his absence in every story she skipped over. By the time they arrived at Angels Den later that night, both Priscilla and Lillian looked ready to combust from excitement. The club was louder than Milan remembered. Lights flashing across crowded rooms, music vibrating through the floors, laughter and movement were everywhere. Priscilla looked around and shook her head dramatically. “Okay. I understand why people become terrible decision-makers in places like this.”

“You want that, don’t you? You want me to ruin you for him before you meet the fucker tomorrow. You want me to fuck you in that dress you hate so much.” “Yes, please.” I moaned at the thought. Ace and I met in Australia last summer, when I lied to Sloane that I’d gone somewhere else. He and I were supposed to be a casual one-night stand, a big fuck you to my father for choosing a match for me against my consent. So I went to a high-end elite club to find someone to pop my cherry. He had been nursing a glass of whiskey for some time, and the alcohol gave me the confidence I needed to go over to him. Cut a long story short, I ended up screaming his name that night, and we swore to never meet u

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

Here are a few things to put you at ease (mainly confusions and insights). Moreover, the beginning chapters are longer to keep you hooked and to let you decide easily. • Insights: 1) This is a mafia, billionaire romance. But definitely the author is not playing with cliche of abducting and falling in love with the kidnapper. 2) There is no Stockholm syndrome or rape at all, personally I don't like writing it. The female protagonist won't be forced to do anything.

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

This is the AU version of Winter's Mate: Fated On Ice without the werewolf element! And it's book 3 of the Keepers Series—the other couples from books 1 and 2 will definitely make a cameo. I hope you like this book as much as I enjoy writing it :) I've been meaning to write a chaotic FMC, so this is it. *** 1 Rosie “You bloody cheating bastard!” I screamed at the top of my lungs, gripping Mia’s little hand tightly for support as I swallowed hard to hide my sheer nervousness.