Mc Romance Series Novels & Stories

A reckless mistake I was going to put behind me. Nothing more. The entrance door opened. A cool breeze accompanied it. Without thinking, my eyes drifted to it. And then my heart stopped. Ash-blond hair. Brown eyes. That infuriatingly confident smile. Lucas Carter had just walked into the bar.

A war whispered in shadows. She couldn’t wait to see Franca for more clarity. ***** The Next Morning Soft kisses rained down on her cheeks. Raven groaned, stretching under the covers as Marcus continued his trail of affection down her neck. His lips were warm, teasing, and wet, lingering just long enough to send shivers straight to her core. "Stop," she giggled. "You’re being too romantic." Marcus smirked. "Too romantic?" he repeated, lips brushing her ear. "You sure, baby? Because..." his fingers ghosted over her chest, "your nipples say otherwise."

Jen sarcastically said. "The lid is the problem but not my fault, okay?" Loki muttered. Jen just steal her cup and close it with a lid quickly. "you are a weakling girl" Jen teased while giving back her shake drink. A woman started to smile and said "It’s looked like you both loved each other" . "Of course I loved him, though he keeps roasting me a lot. I accepted the way he is and I loved him" Loki confidently said. Jen began to pinched twice on her waist, while he was showing his embarrassing face. Jen hid his smiled with left hand.

Mark reached over and pulled off his cigarettes and lighter from the nightstand. There he put two cigarettes in his mouth and lit them. He kept one and handed the other to Heather. Heather took in a long drag from the cigarette. She then blews out smoke rings to match the Rings mark was now blowing. There smoke rings intertwined becoming one. This was their love becoming one...

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

The sound of his suffering, music to my ears. My voice began slowly, calmly. "Did your bratva aid Riccardo Moralez in the bombing?" Mercutio's eyes, which were lifeless pools on a mere human shell, narrowed on me murderously. And despite myself, my lips slowly curved up at their sides; we were just getting started. Blood mixed with saliva pooled at his lips and dribbled down his jaw from either side of his thin, pale lips, sloshing down to the dragon tattoo on his wiry neck that indicated his bratva.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

I didn't really know how to answer her question. "I-Is there no one in particular?" She asked. "I-" "As a matter of fact, there's someone he is seeing." "…!" We were both surprised by Toma who jumped right in the conversation. "Tomakawa…" Just how many more times will I see Xia being surprised like this? "Or should I say it in a way you'll understand better?…" Toma pulls me closer to him, making me very flustered. "This man is mine, sissy."

Everything had happened so fast that her mind struggled to catch up. Only a few hours ago, Luca had been teasing her in the kitchen and calling her his queen. Now she just discovered that the man she was slowly falling for was also the president of one of the most feared motorcycle clubs in the city. She had never really paid much attention to such things over the past five years, but now... The realization left her feeling as though she had stepped into a completely different world. A world she knew nothing about. A world where respect was earned through strength, speed and power.