Possessive Male Romance Novels Novels & Stories

“ Finally, our hide and seek just ended. “ He bended his body as he whispered near her flushed ears. Biting it slightly before licking her neck, he only wanted to ‘do' her. To punish her! ‘ You’re mine. Every inch of you is mine. Just mine. Mine alone! ‘ ***** WARNING: There will be an obsession and possessiveness at the middle of this story. For those who are sensitive of DARK ROMANCE, you can choose to stop reading this or continue. Thank you!

"Our pack members are uncomfortable." "Nonsense we are werewolf, they understand." He said while making his hands travel from my legs to my core. I hit his hand but he just growled at me. "Don't do that. My wolf is itching to touch you more and more. We are becoming more and more possessive and aggressive at the same time." "But I'm yours and I'm not going away." "You can say that but we feel different. Stallion feels different. We lost our mate once; we don't want to happen that again."

Hello, Oot is here (Read O-o-t, not 'Ut,' hehe). I am an exclusive writer at Goodnovel Indonesia (Exclusive Goodnovelist). The original version of 'My Possessive Sugar Daddy’ (Indonesian ver) is my first novel on this platform and reached 1,2 million readers when this English version was published. The success of this book made me chosen as one of the Authors of the Year in 2021. By the way, this book has been completed since November 2021. And this February 2023, I decided to make an English version due to several requests from global readers both on I*******m DM's and in the comments session.

“You don’t like it?” “I like it too much.” His voice was a low, gravelly thing that slid beneath her skin, waking every nerve. She hated the way her stomach twisted at the sound. Hated that her thighs clenched without permission. “Then don’t look.” Dante’s brow arched. “I don’t think I could stop if I tried.” He came closer, slow and unhurried, like a predator circling prey it already caught. There was nothing in his expression that screamed romance, but everything in his body language whispered possession.

I told her. “So,” she was panting as I was continuing kissing her, “I was reading this one novel,” I groaned and kissed her lips in the hopes of shutting her up about her webnovels, “and in this world, males are the only ones who can shift.” “Sounds like a shit book,” I murmured and continued to kiss down her neck and to her breasts. “It’s,” her breath catched in her throat, “actually quite well done.” “Mmm,” I hummed as I continued to distract her while working my way down.

He gripped Marcus’ chin and tilted his head up. “He is mine now. Your sweet husband bends over for me almost every night. And he loves it.” Marcus tried to stand but Alex pushed him back down. “What the fuck?” “Sit,” Alex commanded as his voice carried real power. “Watch how a real man takes care of your boy.” Alex looked at me. “Come here, Jordan.” I stood on shaky legs and walked over. Alex pulled me into a rough kiss right in front of Marcus, deep, possessive, tongue fucking my mouth and moaned into it.

Damon says, looking deeply into my eyes, “But on a deeper level, I love knowing I’m inside of her. Not to fuck her, just because I belong in there. It’s about possession.” “Of course it is,” Aiden murmurs with an amused chuckle, “I’m not judging. I think it’s… romantic. I wouldn’t have expected it from you.” “That’s me, Mr Romance,” Damon responds with a smirk, his hands touching my ass possessively. Aiden lifts a hand to caress my arm, so I lean closer to him and purse my lips until Aiden gets the hint and he leans closer to kiss me. “You’re so cute,” he says against my lips, “So damn cute.”

“Because I knew it was you I wanted—the moment I had you. And I didn’t want to wait months to have you all to myself. I couldn’t stand knowing another male had touched you where only I’m allowed.” “That’s possessive male talk, you know?” He smiles, scooping me up and wrapping my legs around his waist. “When we find our mate, yes—we’re possessive. Only with her. Only with the female who’s ours.”

Their bond was a testament to the strength of their kind—passionate, intense, and unyielding. Jacob, on the other hand, had taken a different path. His dark hair and brooding demeanor often led others to underestimate him. But beneath that exterior lay a heart filled with loyalty and courage. It was during one of his solitary excursions into the woods that he encountered Lyra, a fierce and independent werewolf. Their worlds collided in a whirlwind of emotions, igniting a spark that neither had anticipated. The bond between a vampire and a werewolf was a rarity, fraught with challenges, yet their connection was undeniable. Jacob found himself torn between the expectations of his lineage and t

He had been watching me, wanting me, for that long while I had been too deep in denial to even look at him properly. “You don’t have to say anything back,” he added softly. “I know what this is. I’m not asking for more.” I turned my head and looked at him. Those steady gray eyes were watching me again. Patient. Loyal. Completely mine. I gripped his chin and kissed him possessively. “Good,” I said against his lips. “Because I am not sharing you with anyone. Not ever. You belong to me now. Understand?” “Yes, sir.” I kissed him again, slower this time. My hand slid down his body and squeezed his ass, feeling my cum still leaking out of him.