Novel & Cerita Passion Novels

My arm goes around his neck and hauls him back for another kiss. I gradually push him back and climb on top of him while he falls on his back on the bed. He's warm and sweet, everything I'm not allowed to have but he's all mine. The thought makes me feel cheeky and slow, I break the kiss and lay my head on his broad and warm chest, listening to his steady heartbeats—he smells heavenly—I don't even know when my eyes close. *~*

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

Okay, kids — I’ll take responsibility, I’ll support them and their mother, but marriage these days isn’t required at all! Yes, I looked for her. Yes, she gives me a rock-hard boner and my emotions are on edge, but that’s all lust and passion! And also some kind of thrill and a desire to tame the stubborn one. But with time all that will fade and I’ll get bored. And then how are we supposed to tolerate each other? Leaving the premises of our company, I headed to the nearest bar with an overwhelming desire to get fuc… to get drunk, basically.

Never have I ever made out with a girl, but God the feeling was out of this world. She pulled my polo over my head, exposing my breasts. “Nice boobs,” she winked as she started working the button and zipper of my jeans. I glanced over at Tristan. His eyes had darkened, by an emotion I could not quite explain, but I could tell he was far from enjoying the show. I peeled off my jeans and she giggled as she led me to the bed. She pushed me down on the bed and climbed onto me. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, this certainly not her first rodeo and I wasn’t just talking about the gay sex.

Her wet thighs slid apart with little conscious effort, and she sighed when the cloth went between them. She knew now that a crisis of some kind was approaching, an unknown pinnacle of physical sensation. Every part of her was filled with a deep, sweet yearning, laden with a hunger that she couldn’t quite define. Maybe this was the ‘desire’ the books spoke of: the rapture, the very transports of passion? It seemed almost incomprehensible that she should feel it with these women when the idea of a man made her shudder, and yet somehow she was helpless to resist.

His intensity is too raw and thick, wrapping around my throat, which is still tingling from his grip. “Tell me, baby girl. Did he touch my fucking pussy?” ** As their journey unfolds, the young couple's passion takes on a deeper and more profound meaning. It becomes a source of strength, a wellspring of resilience, and a guiding light through life's ups and downs. With the passing of years, their love story deepens into a beautiful tapestry, woven with threads of shared experiences, challenges overcome, and dreams pursued. The fire of their passion, though it has mellowed, still burns with an intensity that radiates from the depths of their hearts.

"I'll kill you!" Lydia only laughed. If she wasn't drunk or under the heat like I had been earlier. I would say she had run mad. She looked at me in a way that made my wolf snarl like the hungry beast it was. "Hate is a strong emotion. The line between love and hate is thin. They both share a common denominator, intense passion." "It doesn't change the fact that I hate you with every inch of me. If you think the kiss from earlier changes anything, you are painfully wrong."

This heavy rain is unforgettable for me. He just continues to fucked my ass, and I continue moaning. He holds my neck and he started to moves very fast. Ohh, ahhh, ughhhhh! " This is just what you can hear from me. He kisses my lips, and he continues to move. Ahhhhhh, ughhhhh—these are the words I can hear from him also. "You're so hot; why are you so delicious?" as he said. This is my first time experiencing this lustful feeling."

She was expecting to find some of them here. As she scanned through the sections, one particular one caught her eyes, and she gasped in disbelief. In the same time, she was filled with excitement as she approached the shelves. Various romance and similar genre of novels covered the shelves. She had a hard time accepting there were these type of novels in Kayden’s library. For a second there, she had an illusion he knew him and got them for her. But that did sound absurd to her. The Kayden she was familiar with wasn’t fond of these sorts of novels. She was pretty sure he looked down on them, finding the storyline to be ridiculous and foolish. Of course, it could be that his tastes changed. Se

She arched against him, her body trembling with the intensity of the sensation, her nails digging into his back as she reached for the peak. Vincent lowered himself and kissed her once more. With each thrust, he reaffirmed his love, his devotion, and his unrelenting passion for her. The room soon filled with the sounds of their pleasure, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. It was a symphony of passion, a testament to the enduring strength of their love. As the fire between them grew, Isla surrendered completely. Something about Vincent’s intensity fueled her own desires, awakening a need in her that had long been dormant. She felt a primal urge to connect with him on this deepest level,