Motorcycle Romance Books Novels & Stories

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Chapter Seven The parking lot was nearly empty, our footsteps echoing against concrete as I followed Adrien through the rain. My feet were bare now, the ruined heels abandoned somewhere on the terrace because I simply couldn't walk in them anymore. The cold pavement bit into my soles with each step, but it was nothing compared to the bone-deep chill that had settled into my body over the past three hours. He stopped beside the motorcycle—a Ducati, it was sleek, black and dangerous-looking. Everything about it screamed speed and power and recklessness and I loved it! He opened the storage compartment and pulled out a helmet, holding it out to me without a word.

On a sharp curve, the vehicle lost control and plunged off the cliff. I heard every word, but none of it felt real. Dominic was careful. He feared that mountain road more than anyone. How could he overload the motorcycle in the rain? How could Marcus and his three friends all be on it at the same time? I fell to the ground beside Dominic and cried until my throat burned. He would never again come home covered in dust and tell me he had earned enough for dinner. He would never again pat the children’s heads and promise them better days.

She took a deep breath, and opened her eyes again. It suddenly occurred to her where she was, and with whom. She was on a motorcycle, under a perfect, blue June sky, with the most gorgeous man she’d ever laid eyes on. Her hands were clutched tight on that broad chest, the curves of his muscles smooth and defined under her fingertips. Her body was pushed up against that strong back, his wide shoulders loomed over her. Between her legs and arms she cradled over two hundred pounds of hot, hard man. Unable to help herself, she lowered her helmeted head to his back, and just rested it there, breathing him in. He smelled of something fresh and clean – something citrusy – and it was mixed with a da

Sunshine was shining on the body of the motorcycle, making it dazzling. Catherine elegantly executed a leg sweep and straddled this sleek silver-black motorcycle with ease. "Boom, boom, boom..." As the throttle accelerated instantly, the motorcycle emitted a low roar, resembling the roar of a dormant dragon suddenly awakening. Catherine released the accelerator, and the car shot out at lightning speed. Her stunning figure left a lasting impression, leaving people in awe. At a remote village on the outskirts of Casier. No one would have thought a giant black market was hidden underneath this remote village.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

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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 house behind me streamed out a warm, welcoming glow toward the lake, beckoning cold skaters in from the icy air. I could see Audrey and Ray hand in hand making slow circles on the lake. They projected a happiness I didn't know was possible. I wondered what had driven them apart so long ago; watching them fall in love for the second time was like getting to witness magic. I didn't know how it was happening, I didn’t want to question it; I just wanted to let it happen. "Hot chocolate for the lady." Andrew's voice cut through my thoughts. I turned and took the hot Styrofoam cup in my hands, breathing in its aroma. Chocolate, frost, and pine smoke all mixed in a delicious medley that would f