Passionate Novels Novels & Stories

“Then are you ready for round two?” Butterflies take flight inside her belly and she is hot and passionate all over again. Daring to kiss him on his lips first, she answers, “Yes.”

Danielle slowly closed her eyes as she felt his breath. Anthony claimed her lips gently. Her mouth savoured his too. As their sweet kisses prolonged, Anthony broke their kiss to breath some air. Danielle was also gasping but she wanted more. Impatiently, like a wild cat, Danielle caught his lips, pressing herself closer to her. As their skin rubbed each other, an electrifying feeling flickered and their burning sensation were blazing like fire. Anthony laid his body over hers while deepening their kiss. His hands travelled from her breast that made Danielle moan. She bit her lower lips when she felt Anthony tasting the sweetness of her neck while constantly caressing her breast. His kisses w

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Henry’s POV "Where do you find the fire for your stories?" I asked, feeling curious. I had never read a romance novel before, but I had seen the covers, bold, suggestive, and practically pulsing with unspoken desires. Paperbacks stacked in market stalls, their glossy designs promising passion, longing, and reckless abandon. But Kathrine? She looked too young, too untouched by the kind of fevered emotions her pages surely held. How did she conjure such raw intimacy with nothing but ink and imagination? Could someone truly write about desire without ever feeling it? The thought of her having that kind of experience made my brain short-circuit. I wasn’t ready to consider it.

but there is none. No... no... no... Harris... I slowly look back at the hotel as Harris’ voice ring in my head shouting Don’t look back, Amy! Run! Run! Then I see the Passion House, huge, tall, and white in all its glory. Glowing like a kingdom under the sun. I fall back as I see a black smoke slowly from outside of it and gather at its top. Have we succeeded in burning it? I am tempted to go back inside to find Harris but I know he wouldn’t like that.

She typed a few more lines and turned to face him. "So what is that? Is it another new book you've been working on lately?" She smiled at him and said "Yes, I have been writing a new novel. I call it the passionate love. It's sorta like the first one, except that it doesn't focus solely on how you and I met. Instead it focuses on how our relationship developed after we became a couple, and what happened to us when we split up. It's very personal and emotional. I think you would like it."

A good 30 people cried and told stories of how wonderful she was. When it was my turn, my hands shook as I stood in front of everyone. It felt as if my story was the most important, I am the reason she is gone. I haven't been able to sleep or think clearly. This was my life now, it was a living hell. "Maddie was beautiful. She was so beautiful that she captured my heart from the moment I laid eyes on her. The ring on her finger meant a lot to me, she was the first woman I've ever loved. I loved her more than life itself. The day she passed, I thought to myself how I would even live without her here. But then I remembered that she left me with a beautiful daughter. My daughter's personality a

His fingers dug in, possessive, as if battling himself. “Why? Because of rules? Or because you know once you start, you will not stop?” I ground down again, the friction sending sparks through my pussy, already wet and aching. My breasts pressed against his chest, nipples peaked and sensitive, begging for his mouth. His head fell back against the seat, eyes closing briefly. “You are playing with fire. I am trained to resist.”

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.

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.