Novel & Cerita Mc Romance

Lucia's POV I don't understand what Damien is talking about. I looked at him with confusion. “What do you mean?” I said. He looked at me, his eyes not losing their glare. “Keep pretending, and okay, the innocent act. But you can't fool me because you're just as rotten as your bloodline. “You carry that deceiving and disgusting pretense, something that Romanos are very good at.” “My bloodline?” I furrowed my brows. “My father was a good man.”

I was drowning in it, caught in a feverish heat I couldn't control—a scent that was terrifying, suffocating, and infuriatingly seductive. I hated him. I hated myself. And more than anything, I hated the karma that left me powerless against him simply because I was born an Omega. My fists balled tight as the raw, suffocating frustration finally snapped something inside me. My pride refused to take this sitting down. Throwing caution to the wind, I opened the floodgates and let my own pheromones surge out into the room. The moment my scent hit the air, his head snapped up and our eyes locked.

Feeling a bit tired from all the overthinking and hauling old books all morning. "I'm telling you, it will be Vivienne Skye Harper matched to Finn Yamada," Madi said, trying to cheer me up and patting my back, before standing up. "Come on, future Mrs Yamada, we have books to sell," she said, arms outstretched. I sighed loudly and let her pull me up.

Yara half lay down on the sofa with her legs still hanging on the floor. "I will tell your mom if you break up with your boyfriend again." "Don't care," Yara replied nonchalantly. "I will be teased. That’s it." "When did you, Ra, want to have a proper relationship, which would lead to marriage?" "Later when I meet my soul mate, Om. Right now I am doing a lot of charity." "What deeds?" Ranu asked confused. "Take care of people's mate, Om." "Oh my... I have one nephew and two nieces, how come you be the only one who is insane."

And now they were coming for what he loved most. I was already texting Dominic on my second phone. Code red. “Roxy,” I said, my voice silk-wrapped steel, “Mia Romano is married to a man who’d turn this entire city into a funeral pyre if she so much as breaks a nail. That biker you were terrified of? Viktor makes him look like a daycare volunteer.” “I’m not trying to blackmail you,” she said quickly, her voice cracking, “but I need the money. My mother’s sick. I’m out of time.”

“If…If today’s any indication, I’m not scared of a little heat. The question is… are you?” Romero gave a sharp laugh, a delicious sound that did weird things to her nipples. “I’m a mafia lord. I have a garden of body parts. I’m not scared of anything.” His hand strayed from her face around to the back of her head. Anateya sighed, leaning into his touch as his fingers delved into her hair. She’d sell her soul to this devil to have him take her, right here on the hood of his car. Romero’s conflicted expression faded, replaced by something that made blood rush to her cheeks. His stare bore into her as if he was peeling back her layers to see inside. The next moment, his lips crashed to hers.

“Every day something is exploding. Or someone is kissing someone they shouldn’t. Or Elena is making a politician cry. It’s honestly iconic.” Marcus chuckled. “She sounds… interesting.” Jace snorted. “Interesting? She’s scary. Like, capital S Scary. But also sweet? But scary. But also the only person who remembers my birthday.” Marcus’s fingers tapped the side of his cup, slow, rhythmic. “And Roman?” he asked casually. Jace lit up. “Oh, Roman’s a FREAK, I mean, not in a bad way... I mean he’s like… intense. Broody. The type who looks like he eats diamonds for breakfast. But he’s soft for Elena, which is weird but cute.”

They lay in silence, the only sound the water rushing across the rocks in the river and the cicadas calling in the trees. Alessia felt her face blush, a sudden shyness overtaking her. She couldn't believe she had just had the most intense, mind-blowing sex of her life with Nicolai Zhukov. The notorious Bratva boss, the man she had been warned to stay away from. And yet, here she was, naked and sated. And the things she had said, the things she had done. It was suddenly all overwhelming.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.

My breathing slowed down and my gaze was stuck to the figure. This seems very familiar. The shape of his head through the tinted glass sent my brain spiking. He finally hobbled out of the car. I felt a rush of adrenaline coursing through my spine and I let out a shallow gasp. My heart was pounding heavily in my chest. I was rooted to the spot as my gaze landed on his. My goodness! Fucking Maverick Sinclair! The same guy who ditched me on Prom Night.