Non Con Romance Books Novels & Stories

All these were weird, because I loved reading, more than anything else. The knock on my door wasn’t even loud enough to pass for a knock, just two short taps before it swung open anyway. Only one person moved like that in my life, the kind who didn’t ask permission because he already assumed he’d get a yes. Maverick leaned against the frame, casual as ever, his black shirt hugging his shoulders and chain glinting against his throat. His smile curled lazy. “Really?” he drawled, eyes flicking to my book. “It’s Friday night, and you’re reading?”

“Sinful hour” – the title alone had me hooked from the bookstore shelf. I’d been devouring erotic novels like this for months, escaping into worlds of raw passion and unfiltered lust. Today was no different; I was home alone, the house quiet except for the occasional creak of settling wood. No roommates, no interruptions. Perfect.

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Every step had me wincing, but it was my one chance to snoop around while he was stuck in the bathroom and in all honesty, I was curious. I would bet he read books like forty eight laws of power and nonfiction gruel like that. I had nothing against them, I just did not see their appeal. Give me a- "Nora Roberts?" I fished out a book, checking out the titles. There were several. Several was an understatement. All the books in the bookshelf were romance novels. Romance! I covered my hands over my mouth, trying to rein in my giggles. What on earth? My big sexy hunk of a man read romance books? That was hilarious.

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5’s heart that made her blush and almost faint even. Christina could not bear to watch anymore. She was very displeased at how Matthew looked, like he was selecting a consort. This was clearly a matchmaking program, but for some reason, he came here to pick out a concubine for himself. Did this second-generation boy have nothing to do after his meal? What was he doing here? Matthew looked at female guest No.5 and smiled faintly. He then picked up the roses in front of him and stood up. The audience immediately grew excited as they sucked in a cold breath. Did Matthew Henderson take fancy to No. 5?

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

Dear Ex-husband I came back for revenge (Romance) For some reasons my erotica and Mafia won't be published on this app for now as I have been advised to delve into the werewolf and romance genre but you can find me on socials and follow me for updates on where you can read them. I would also like to plead with you all to support my next book, it might not be the genre you prefer but I hope you can give it a try. I am deeply grateful to you all for reading and supporting my work. Also for understanding me during my health challenges which is getting better by the way. Thank you so much!

” Without much time lag, Nick turned his back and went back to his office, waiting for Juliet to walk in. On the other hand, things were different with Juliet. In fact, she was still lost in deep thought, agitating whether she was still in a deep sleep or was fully conscious. Slowly she got on her feet, stretched her bones and walked towards his office. As usual, she didn’t bother listening to what seemed like a gossip in the class, or the awkward faces they all put on in the class. Rather she heaved her hoodie on and walked towards Professor nicks office. Professor Nick’s office was quite the opposite of what Juliet was expecting. His office had four statues of naked girls dancing ballet an