Novel & Cerita Passionate Novels

she confided, crossing her legs to let her skirt ride up, revealing the lace tops of her stockings. Victor's eyes flicked down, then back up, darkening with interest. "I feel neglected, Victor. Like I'm not desired anymore." She leaned forward, her cleavage on full display, and placed a hand on his knee. "Do you ever feel that way with Sophia?" Victor's breath hitched. Sophia, his wife of 30 years, was elegant but cold, their marriage more partnership than passion. "Elena, what are you implying?" But his hand covered hers, thumb stroking her skin.

I am grateful for the respite, as no one seems to be paying attention to me. I pull my cell phone out of my bag and open the Kindle app. It's still a while before class starts, so I want to read a chapter first. I duck my head and look at my phone as I devour the words on the screen. I started a book last night , and by all the saints, I think this book is going to tear me apart by the end. The main character goes through so much and then the supposed hero makes her suffer too. I must have cried about a million times, especially when I got to the part of the book about her past. I haven't even finished it yet and I feel like I already have a book hangover.

HUSBAND. He smiled sadly. She didn't want to acknowledge their marriage but didn't react. He was tired of always reacting to every little thing. If he was to win her back, he had to start with always controlling his temper especially around her. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍Book From Passion to Obsession, chapter Chapter 43, page 1 read online

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I whisper. I lean in, and I brush my thumb across his jaw. He presses his lips to mine. He tastes salty and sweet. I pull his body closer to mine and bite his lower lip. I feel fireworks explode in my body. Every cell feels like it’s on fire. I pull back slightly. “I love you,” I whisper. Something flickers across Axel’s eyes, and then he pulls me closer. He kisses me like a man who’s about to be sent off to war. He touches me with passion, fear, desperation, and longing.

As ,she knew what he was going to do, her head was spinning ;her senses was getting numb. But ,his eyes became more sharp and dark , " Sorry , Ragazza , but I will not let you ruin everything! ". Although ,he knew the reason that Hayden has brought her here to implant an unforgiving torture to her , but he also had a one more fucking truth , that this Hazel Blackwell, was Hayden's Leonardo's passion . And , in there scary world ,there was no place for a useless thing like passion. In , there dangerous Mafia, girl like hers would become the cause of their destruction, so it will be better that she would die.

Recently, she was getting used to appreciating her marriage ring, adding to her extremely exotic appearance. Without hesitation, Anderson unwrapped the envelope and peeked in. Wow! It was a little erotic novel, his eyes immediately caught by a well-designed cover of a half–naked, slutty–looking girl. With that, he smiled, raised her fingers into his lips and kissed them gently. “You don't have to thank me before reading what's inside!” she leaned into his ear, and chuckled. Thenceforth, he nodded and opened it. Before moving to another page, a black, net–like pants slipped from the novel and landed on his thighs.

Bringing my lips up to his, I sank into him, running my hands over the planes of his back, seeking familiar territory, stroking beautifully honed muscles. “Because I’ll never get an entry pass through those gates. If you want to see me again, you’d better head on over to the dark side.” My hands ran through his thick black hair, and I caressed his cheek over and over again. I greedily drank him in and hoped that I remained wherever I was forever. The real world was too dirty, too messed-up, and way too painful. I’d quite happily never return. His head swooped in and his lips nuzzled my neck. The feeling was exquisite. “Ahh, don’t be so hard on yourself, Kat. You’ll make it through the pearly

Especially not her husband. Lord Grant had approached intimacy like duty. Quick touches in dark rooms. Cold hands. Mechanical affection was offered only for the possibility of producing an heir. Arabella had spent three years believing perhaps passion simply did not exist for women like her. But now— Now merely remembering Edwin’s gaze made heat curl low inside her stomach. She rose suddenly from the chair. Restless. Achingly restless. Her heart pounded harder with every passing moment until finally she could no longer remain trapped inside the manor.

At first Annika doesn't give response but soon she starts to responding him and kissed him back. He slowly strokes her lips with his tongue making way of his tongue inside her mouth. Her hands find the way in his hairs and His hands also find the way to pull her more close to him. After fifteen minutes they break apart do to the lack of oxygen. Annika shyly look at him who was looking her with dark eyes Before she can understand the meaning of his eyes He again claimed her lips. This is one of the Best kiss of her life given by Shivaay. So soft and still full of passion