Obsessive Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Maybe at Shanice place. After sating her hunger, she hopped onto her bed. As a routine, she grabbed her novel from the table, parted the book to where she had left off last night, and began reading. She loved reading romance novels. The MLs in these books are so different than the real-life men. The love they show feels so pure. She wondered if she would ever get to experience that kind of love. The thought caused her feeling giddy. She wants her man to be possessive, a little bit obsessive, and hella romantic. Someone who will kiss the ground she walks on. Someone who will choose her and only her every time. She will be his first choice.

"Language, Elena. I think you need to be filled up until you can't say another goddamn word." He guided himself into her mouth, his hands gripping her head to set the pace. Elena took him greedily, her throat opening up to accommodate his thickness, while Roman continued to devour her from below. The sensory overload was total-the taste of Jax, the friction of Roman's tongue, and the overwhelming scent of aroused male musk. Roman shifted, his eyes locked on Jax. The rivalry was still there, but it had morphed into a shared, focused obsession. He positioned his cock at her pussy, the dark, swollen head of it stretching her open.

I know the romance is less because thats what I told you it's a sad story of redemption and coming out of vengeance of revenge than romance. Sinfully Yours. The story is dark romance with erotic content. It's like a faithful relation with a sinful obsession. So don't forget to give a try to my new story. You wouldn't be disappointed. I hope you enjoyed the story. Till the next Story adios.

He was now holding my hand and rubbing it gently. "Tell me do you need some help??" "No, thanks I can help myself." "I mean do you need a hand??" He chuckled and I knew why he was saying that. "Will you please stay quiet right now??" "Oh, I am quiet love." I was working and he suddenly kissed my cheeks and went out. I was not expecting that but it was good. He was being too romantic and loving and I didn't know why But I was feeling uncomfortable. Being an Indian girl. Despite so many comforts in life. I still was shy about this relationship open romance.

she muttered, her tone excited but I only gave a brief smile. None of these things excites me, nothing! Not her gift, not her packing, not the new father, just nothing. Rather I'm even sadder and overthinking how I'd cope in a new place and since Ryan refused me a second chance, the only thing that brings me joy now was the thought of clubbing this night and f*cking the men to my satisfaction. Yea that reminds me, they must be chatting me already. And tonight, I wouldn't be doing it with one at a time, but three of them in the same room with me all at once.

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Meanwhile, both his hands stretched out to the front, giving the red roses he brought to Qeiza. Qeiza was still stunned. She didn’t think Ansel could also act that romantic regardless of the surroundings. Had his shy vein broken? This was still in the day. Even, it’s the time to have lunch break yet. Her ex-husband was really weird. Qeiza had never known that Ansel could also behave confusingly and unpredictably. Where was the previous stiffed Ansel?

"So why waste your precious time on me? Shouldn't you be trying to seduce Dante faster? Working harder to get him to marry you so he can finally let go of me?" Victoria gasped. Isabelle's face went white, then red. Elena moved closer, her voice dropping to cold and dangerous. "I will not let you or Victoria walk over me anymore. I am not pathetic. I am not a loser." She tilted her head, her smile sharpening. "And I will not fight over a man you two are passing around like a joint at a college party. Friends indeed." The implication hung in the air, thick and toxic. The suggestion that Isabelle and Victoria had both slept with Dante, that they were trading him between them like some sordid ga

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

The question was so unexpected that I couldn’t answer, I didn’t know what response to give her. The raindrops rolled down the windows, and the city moved past us in blurred colors. “What you want is forbidden, Zina, it’s a taboo, and you know it.” I finally found the courage to speak after minutes of silence. “ I don’t know what it is you call it, but one thing is sure, and I can’t ignore it even if I want to.” She paused and pressed her lips together, wiping her face with the back of her hand. “I’m obsessed with you, Alex. You’re my mother’s husband, yeah, I’m obsessed with my mother’s husband, and I’m fucking jealous that you’re married to her,” she exhaled as she had just let a huge burde