Orc Romance Novels & Stories

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

of his raised every hair on my body. "Start over?" I laughed coldly. "For those whole five years you were tangled up with Romina behind my back. Start over from what, exactly?" I stared into his eyes and said it word by word. "Go back to being your mistress? Back to being your kept canary?" The color drained from Orlando's face. "You said it yourself, esteemed Don, Don Hale. Ahead of love comes the family's interests." "Romina's the one worthy of standing beside a Don. Not me."

Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

“You're not one to break your promises aren't you? Your oath? Staying true to the conditions of a lost bet? I could go on and on.” “Fine!” She turned around and stormed off, slamming the door and making me chuckle lightly. It was fun tiling her up. My smile vanished just as quickly as my mind went back to the guy in the dungeons. It still didn't seem right. Darius had never met Rora so what would he benefit if she was gone? Of course he must have heard of her considering her unique standpoint in the werewolf community but what would he gain? I looked around and something caught my eye on the shelves.

When I broke away, I dragged my lips down her jaw, down the column of her neck, tasting the pulse fluttering wild under her skin. She shivered hard when I bit into her skin gently, and let my tongue flick against her. “You smell like fucking heaven,” I muttered into her skin. “Do you even realize what you do to me?” Her answer came out broken. “This… this isn’t right…” “Tell that to my cock,” I growled, grinding against her thigh so she felt it, the thick ache straining inside my jeans. She whimpered and I knew I had her. “Feel that? That’s what you do to me, Malia. You think I can just ignore this?”

He watched, unable to look away. The pain on my face was evident, even before the disfigurement. The beating, my hair being chopped off, my face disfigured, and my fingers broken—it was all there. Felix couldn’t bare to watch the whole thing as his body trembled and he froze. Darcy, seeing him shaken, thought it was her victory and eagerly explained, “This woman had plastic surgery to look like me. She snuck into the villa to try to seduce you. She even tried to paint like me and made a mess of the walls! She knew you hated sunflowers, yet she put them everywhere in the yard. Even worse, she claimed to be your legal wife… Felix, I want to stay and be with you tonight. I want to be your only

"So do you. It's a shame it's all pretense." His smile was shallow, never reaching his eyes. "Not all of it," he replied. As the city lights shimmered around them, Serena pondered just how real this façade of romance might become. But as their car drew into the main road, Serena's phone suddenly buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. From an Unknown Number: "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Serena. Back off-while you still can." Her breath hitched. Damien noticed the change in her expression.

“Put it back inside me… please, Gorak…” With a feral growl, he thrust home, filling her completely in one powerful stroke. She arched and screamed in ecstasy as he leaned down, tusks framing her throat. His teeth sank into the soft skin of her neck, biting deep, not to harm, but to bond. The ancient orc magic flared only because she’d accepted, sealing their souls in a rush of fire that amplified her pleasure tenfold, waves of orgasm crashing through her endlessly. “Mine forever,” he murmured against the mark, pounding her through the bliss. “My queen… my addiction.”

he orders. Sasha writhes on the bed, feeling her body closer and closer to the cliff. Everything around her burns, the feeling of explosion makes her scream loudly. "RO-ROODOLF!" she screams and feels as if she's falling again. Occisor invests a few more times and also groans loudly, his mate's name on his lips as he fills her with all his thick sperm. He pulls out of her and lies down. They smile. Occisor lays on his side, hugging her. Sasha smiled as she felt her mate's hands hugging her and pulling her closer.