Possessive Romance Books Novels & Stories

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

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Love's Hollow, New York is where magic happens. Under the influence of the evil witch, This small town seems like a good place to find a solution. Werewolves and various magical creatures live here. I didn't know such a beauty existed. Until two werewolves caught my eye at a local bar.These Alphas are muscular and dominant. But they are also territorial and possessive. And everyone wants to be their soulmate.

Her emotions were overwhelming, but her desire to possess and conquer Aaron was getting higher and higher. "Just watch, I'll make you kneel at my feet," Tifanny muttered softly.

I leaned in and kissed him—not the gentle, hesitant kisses we’d shared lately, but a kiss that was desperate, hungry, and full of all the truths I couldn't say out loud. ​For a heartbeat, he resisted, his body stiff with the remnants of his anger. Then, with a low growl that vibrated against my lips, he broke. His arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me so close I could feel the heat of him through the fabric. ​He lifted me onto the bed, his touch possessive and urgent, as if he were trying to memorize the feel of me before I walked out of his life. In the dark of the room, as the city lights blurred outside, I gave him everything. Every touch was an "I'm sorry," and every breath was an "I

I’m mean and twisted by the scars of my past. I don’t know how to be soft or romantic. My love is kind of possessive, fueled by a primal need to protect what I held dear and keep what is mine to myself. I am a jealous lover, I don’t know what I’ll do if I find out she is seeing another man. I thought of a way to keep her under my control and keep a close eye on her. Stalking her won’t always work, she could see me someday and call the cops on me.

“I want you to tell me what’s really going on instead of treating me like fragile glass you can just lock away.” A heavy silence fell. Then Damien closed the distance, heat radiating off his body as his shadow swallowed hers. “You want the truth?” His voice dropped low, rough. “There are people out there who don’t just want to scare you. They want leverage. Revenge. And the only thing stopping them from tearing you apart—piece by piece—is me.” Her chest rose and fell fast, pulse pounding in her ears. His words held danger, but something else too. Possession. “And us?” she whispered. “Is this still just an act? Or is there some other reason you’re holding on so tight?”

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That's why I just turned it off, and I'll just read stories on my cellphone in the online app. I went back to the story I was reading in my dream applications. She's one of my favorite authors because of her different writing style, not only in horror, but also in her love stories. I'm longingly expecting my favorite novel of yorme. I wonder if He and Henry are both hot. I'm glad I have his update. “It's really exciting how he made me loved.” I whispered while smiling. I suddenly fell asleep on what I was reading. I was distracted by a small kiss on my cheek. It's on top of me, but it doesn't weigh me down. “A—Are you guys finished?” I asked weakly.

"Don't pretend like you don't know, it will only get me very upset. And I don't like to be upset, I do the worst things when I'm upset." "Yes, I know of it. You sent disgusting messages of poems to me. You disgust me now." "My love, I don't want you to disgust me." "But you do. I hate you now and I can never love you if you think so." "I will make you love me." "How do you intend on doing that?" I asked. "Possessive romance." Yet again, as he said those words, I had chills. "You enjoyed him take you that night. You sucked his cock and you asked him to fuck you hard. I want that to be me now."