Passionate Novels Novels & Stories

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

Riven followed moments later, thrusting deep with a guttural groan, spilling inside her as his body tensed, mouth latching onto her neck in a possessive kiss. They stilled, entwined and spent, breaths syncing in the afterglow. The fire popped softly, casting their shadows long across the floor, a testament to the passion that had consumed the night. Liora rested against him, heart full, the revenge plot now intertwined with something deeper, more binding.

he says, his voice laced with something passionate I haven't heard before. I flex my leg, pressing against his hold. He resists easily, his muscles flexing under his shirt, holding me in place without effort. When I release, he presses harder, deepening the stretch. Another moan escapes, quieter this time, but his eyes snap to mine. Dark, intense, almost hungry. "That's it," he murmurs, so low it's barely audible. "Let go. Feel the release."

I moaned loudly when I felt him take off my clothes completely. He looked at my body, flames of desire and passion are evident in his eyes. His hands reached for my mounds, squeezing them lightly and playing with my twin peaks. I was shocked when his mouth started fondling and tasting them alternately. I couldn't stop myself from moving. My flesh pulsated with desire. The sensation is just too much that I can no longer control myself. He held both my hands and pinned them above my head using his other hand. While the other was busy touching me there. He continued sucking on my twin peaks, licking and teasing.

Lost in the dance of passion, I moaned wantonly, my hands exploring his inked body as his hands moved with purpose, exploring every curve and slit, making me all wet. The water was a sensual amplifier, heightening his touch, and his kiss until the room was filled with an intoxicating mix of heat and passion. Our bodies were slick with water, but Dax's lips trailed down my neck, igniting a trail of desire that pulsed through me. I gasped, pleasured moans escaping my lips as his touch ignited a slow burn within me. "Princess, you taste incredible," he murmured against my pussy as his final trip, the vibration sending ripples of pleasure through me.

God, what is it about him that it's just so fucking irresistible? The effects his words are having on her body right now is like he has a manipulative sensational power taking hold of her senses like the God of seduction making it extremely hard for her to catch her breath. In the next moment before she can say or think about anything else, he rips her nightgown apart taking her off guard and she gasps. "Oh f*** Jasper. That was my favorite."

After composing herself, she met Joshua’s gaze and asked, “What are you doing, Joshua?” Joshua looked really pitiful. “I don’t want a divorce.” “And you’re using this method to force me not to go through the divorce?” Rain glared at him and clenched her fists. She always knew that Joshua loved Lily to an obsessive and extreme degree. She had once been envious and longed for it. Yet, when that obsessiveness was turned to her, she felt suffocated by it, so much so that anger and disgust rose in her. When the people downstairs kept calling for her to go home with him on Joshua’s behalf, those feelings reached a boiling point.

"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."

With a deep breath, I forced a smile, “Guilty Passion.” “What?” “You wouldn’t understand.” I mumbled, lowering my head. “Exactly. When you can’t then how can I? Let me ask you: Do you love my Brother or not?” With a gulp and lowered gaze, I replied, “No. It’s not love.” I looked up at her with a feeble smile, “It’s a guilty passion. Something we don’t want but couldn’t resist.” “Stop talking shit.” She scoffed and stood up. “You didn’t listen to me. Consummate your bond. Freaking Pregnant, want to keep the child. Changing Brother and inviting a calamity. Welldone, Avery! Well done!”

“That was the hottest thing I have ever seen. Last chance, Darlin’, are you sure? He asked as he rolled a condom on. She nodded, and he pushed himself into her, hesitating when she gasped loudly. Going slowly, he gradually pushed himself all the way into her, seeing the tears form in her eyes. “Oh…My…God…” Her lips brushed against his neck with every word. He took her lips in a sweet yet fiery kiss and he slowly continued, continuing slowly until her moans turned into pleasure instead of pain. She was so tightly wrapped around him he wasn’t sure how long he would be able to last. He wanted to last all night, but it wasn’t that long before he was exploding in his own land of ecstasy.