Orc Romance Novels & Stories

Scotch burned trail gold, obsidian devouring every swallow, power humming balanced edge. Night deepened, bodies orbiting with no collision, but collision was inevitable. His hand ghosted spine trace absent—shiver traitorous. "Sleep," he ordered, soft menace, pulling me into the lounge plush without resistance. No fuck tonight—torture purer, proximity dominance submission unspoken. Dreams twisted Rourke's snap, Darius's grin fading peace, Kenji's obsidian guarding shadows. Blood ties bound us, visceral, dark romance, an empire forged in violence and want.

I sigh his name as he switches out his tongue for his erect shaft, matching the smaller fork to my waiting anus, knowing that he will pierce me there first to hold me in place while his larger penis slowly expands, moving on its own until it fills me to my limit. "Juliana," he says my name as he enters me. "My love," he begins to move within me and I gasp, slowly shifting into a form that can accommodate his girth as he changes within me, becoming something more of a beast as our bodies come together. I wrap my tail around his waist, keeping him close to me as he finishes and feel the intense pleasure of the love between true mates, something more intense and more perfect than any other type

Most of all, his words about Troy being a player were all playing over and over as Troy was showing off some experience in what he was doing as his kisses began going lower and lower. “He's just going to use you…” that thought came to my head over and over as his hands grabbed my breasts and seemed to be ready to do away with all the clothing that was in between his hands and my nipples. At that point, I had to admit, it was all going too fast. We had met a few days ago and we were in his apartment, kissing like we were lovers. That was almost unreal, but the pleasure of the moment wouldn't let me stretch my thoughts that deep.

She's a good fuck. In milliseconds, everyone falls onto the woman's body. The woman's screams echoed through the forest and Orpheus laughed. He turns his back and starts walking home, but sees a ruby ​​ring on the floor, on top of the pile of ashes that once belonged to the count. He bends down and picks it up. The count's ring would be a danger if they found it among his belongings, but... temptation wins and Orpheus keeps the ring in his pocket. Romeo wakes up as soon as the sun rises. He had dreamed all night about stressful things but, in the end, Julius had come to his aid and saved him. Romeo makes a sad smile. He, one of the 3 most powerful vampires, is so dependent on Julius.

Dom is quick to move, letting the rogues hit one another. Dazed, the wolves stand and shake their heads. This time Dom lunges. He lands on the larger of the two and sinks his teeth into his leg. The rogue howls in pain. Dom lets go, unable to stomach the trashy taste of blood. The other rogue pounces on him, dragging his claws across his chest. Blood oozes out over Dom’s midnight fur. The gray rogue hovers, snapping and clawing. He never relents, making it hard for Dom to regain control. Red fur comes flying through the trees, tackling the rogue. He never stood a chance against my red-headed beauty. She wraps her jaws around his throat, snapping them shut until she hears the bone break.

“I’m sure he is up to something.” “I hope that’s not fooling around.” He shakes his head, warning me not to take that playboy lightly. Well, yeah. Dylan has a point. Unlike Dylan and I, who already had lovers in the past, we had our hearts broken, and now, we are in our saint phase of love. But Orlo is different. As far as I know, Orlo didn’t have a lover in his human life. He was a playboy. He is still a playboy. Since the last 300 years of his vampire life, I’ve never seen him with a girl. All I see is him with different girls each time. I can’t comprehend how he can date that many girls. It makes me wonder if he has already dated most of the girls on the planet.

I whispered back, brokenly, trying to match him: “I am yours. Only yours. Always.” He smiled, brushing a kiss along my temple, my lips, my forehead. “Oui. Toujours.” Yes. Always. The sun climbed higher, spilling more warmth across the room, painting his skin in gold, painting me in light, painting our shared intimacy in a glow that neither of us wanted to end. I woke up fully hours later, still pressed against him, his arms wrapped around me like he could never let go. Our breathing had slowed, our hearts had settled, but the memory of the night lingered—soft, intimate, unforgettable.

"He'll leave. He'll leave me again." His eyes spotted the bite mark on her shoulder that hadn't healed. That mark was all he needed to know the truth. Orion had indeed started the mating ritual and Caramia never understood the significance. That mark was a vampire's an engagement ring. Most of the time, the mark wouldn't be uncompleted, but this was special circumstances and he was glad that Orion hadn't pushed it. "You still have a lot to learn about vampire affairs," he told her gently, noticing the exhaustion showing on her face and body. "You should rest. All you need to do is rest right now."

I said and pull him in the counter bar. After one hour the crowd is already wild and my head is like spinning I can feel Henry's hand on my legs and caress it seductively and kiss me on my neck and suck it gently. A moan scape to my mouth when he sucks my neck. My body starts to feel the heat and my pussy is starting to get wet. "Come on Ria," He said and carried me. He pinned me on the door and kissed me aggressively. He keeps sucking my neck down to my breast and suck my tits also.

"You like the feeling of having a man who could kill for you?" I nodded slowly. "It's much better than one who would only die for me." Florian watched me for a long moment, his breaths hot against my skin, his eyes gliding around my face. When he spoke again, his voice was a slow, soft whisper, and I knew that this wasn't that fluffy nerd and popular guy romance. It was a dark romance of obsession, and I was a willing participant. "I always knew we would be perfect, Roxanne. I always knew you would be perfect for me."