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he asked even though he knew the answer, eyes darkening with hunger as they roamed over the way the shirt gaped open, teasing glimpses of her curves. “Yeah,” she replied softly, her body already aching for his touch. He stepped closer, “This is a bit risky, isn't it? You look too fucking tempting, Nova. Like you're begging for me to ruin you right here in the doorway.” His words made her pulse quicken, a fresh wave of wetness soaking her panties. “It just smells like you,” she confessed. “I love it.” “Mm… hmm…” he murmured, his smirk widening as he drank in the sight of her, the shirt barely containing her heaving breasts.

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

Now she's my wife and I am trying to make our marriage work so better not put your nose in it. Liliana again scoffed at his words. While Ryan was left shocked it was hard for him to believe that his ruthless mafia brother was finally in love with this girl. But the only problem this girl is too innocent for him and also from the way she's fearing him that she couldn't even utter a single word it might not be possible for Damon to win her.

She raised her brows. “Seriously?” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Yes, seriously! Ah yous should check it out too, come I’ll read it out to you, it’s great!” She clapped her hands in excitement. “No thank you, you know I don’t read romance,” He shook his head. “But it’s a unique one,” She protested, “A popular mystery/thriller writer is thrown inside her own novel! How cool is that?” “Hmm?” he raised his brows. “Did it pick your interest?” She wiggled her brows. “Ah, the guy has the same name as you, by the way,” She added.

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

I lifted my hands to his chest, pressed against the warmth of him, and whispered, “I love you, Ethan. I’ve always—” He quieted me with his lips. A slow, sensual kiss that was full of morning, full of sunlight, full of home. The way he kissed me now wasn’t rushed or needy. It was almost...sacred. The kind of kiss that seeps into your very soul and stays there. I wrapped my arms around him, pressing against him as if I could never get close enough. “I’ve been dreaming of this,” he whispered between kisses. “Of you in my arms like this. No walls. No fear. Just us.”

Hi! I'm excited to share my new M/M romance novel with you. Please take a look! ❤️ Title: Steaming the Rose Genre: MM Mafia romance Forced Proximity Childhood sweetheart BLURB "I can't do this anymore!" Easton cried, trying to break free from the man who had him pinned to the bed by his throat. ''It's been six years, Ilya! Six fucking years of abuse. When am I going to be free from you?" "Does it look like you have any choice?" Ilay smirked coldly. He produced his knife, wanting to carve his name into Easton's heart, so that every time Easton looked in the mirror, he'd know who he belonged to.

My soul was a desert and you, my love, is an ocean I was searching so hard for. You is all I need to live..... Murmuring the last line, I closed down the last page of my novel and exhaled a gentle sigh. I never feel lonelier then I do after finishing a romantic novel. I swear they make love sound so dreamy in these books that my craving for a companion shoots up by like thousand times. I wonder if I would ever get to feel this "magical feeling." Men in these novels are so fanciful though- sweet, caring, understanding and so romantic. If only we could order men too on shopping sites. If it was possible, I would have got me a gentleman who is considerate, soft-spoken and chivalrous. Nothing li

“Once I see something I like and want, it automatically becomes mine. You are mine Raven Snow.” In a swift motion, Ace claimed my lips and I gave in, kissing him back. He kissed me so hard that the oxygen in my lungs were knocked out, but at the same time, the kiss was a tender one. I felt something warm inside me. I had never felt this way before. This was on a whole new level. We pulled back, catching our breaths. With his forehead against mine, we stared into each other’s eyes, getting lost in them. Then he whispered. “Don’t hate me, Raven. Love me instead.”

Something she wanted to share only with the man she loved. She had asked Marco to get her a book and Marco, who was understanding enough, brought her a new-age young adult novel, which had a lot of cute romantic moments. It took Marco some time to find a book that was fun and nice and not something depressing. With one g****e search and asking the teens in the bookstore which one was the best, he settled with the upside of falling. But Lise hadn’t even moved from the first page. She just sat out, looking beyond the gates.