Romans & histoires Post Apocalyptic Books Romance

His hand wraps around my throat, squeezing lightly—dominating, claiming. "Come on my cock, little sister. Scream for me." I do, orgasm ripping through me as he pounds relentlessly. He follows, filling me with hot spurts, growling my name. He unties me, pulling me into his arms. "You okay?" "Perfect," I whisper, kissing him. The romance blooms amid the kink—his tenderness after the storm. But I crave more darkness.

Her mouth found the scar she’d left beneath his collarbone and she kissed it, over and over, a litany and a claiming. He let her run the rhythm, let her squeeze his hands between hers and rest her full weight on his chest, like a dare to stop breathing. She went first, a tremor through every muscle; he followed, the rush so clean and right that for a second he thought they must be making something new, a future that wasn’t just survival. Afterwards, she curled over, breath hitching, and pressed her forehead to his. “If we make it through the winter,” she said, “I want to see what a wedding looks like, post-apocalypse.”

Fated to me for all of eternity. HELLO! THIS IS A AUTHORS NOTE. I MADE A MISTAKE IN THE LAST UPDATE BY REFERRING TO APRIL AS A WOLF. THAT'S A MISTAKE. I'M CURRENTLY WRITING TWO BOOKS(ONE IS ON ANOTHER PLATFORM) AND WHILE TRYING TO BEAT DEADLINES, I OFTEN MISTAKE THE TWO STORIES FOR ONE ANOTHER, HENCE THAT MISTAKE. I'M VERY SORRY FOR THAT MIX UP. APRIL IS HUMAN, THAT HAS BEEN THE MAIN PLOT OF THE BOOK SINCE WE STARTED.

And the present and future have everything and nothing to do with what could’ve happened in the past and what will happen. Hello, lovelies... If you're a new reader, you can check out my other books on Dreamè Àpp, my books are all completed and búlly, dark romance on there!! Saved By The Devil. Indebted To A Tyrant King. And new one: Lord of Violence (MMMF). A. Gupta

His hands lowered to her ass and squeezed, bringing her tightly against him. "Let's go." He murmured. "Before I lose control and take you right here." She giggled as he slipped an arm around her waist and led her away. ... Hello readers Another chapter coming up. PS: I have released a new book, a werewolf romance. If you love enemies to lovers trope, where the male lead and female lead hate each other but can't deny the attraction between them, then that book is for you. Title:Barbarian: Mated To The Savage Alpha.

Scarlett The itch inside of me wasn't going away, in fact it increased, blinding me from noticing the onlookers. With my arms on around Jaxon's neck and his under my ass, we stumbled into the cabin, the moon and the bond pulling us together in every sense. He lowered me swiftly on the bed that was specifically prepared for our mating. He pulled me to the edge of the raised bed in a blur and stood on the floor, his riveting features illuminated by the moon. A cold breeze passed through the open window but it did nothing to put out the heat that my body was submerged in. In fact, it only carried with it the arousals of the rest of the people outside.

“You have given me a gift beyond measure, Mia. Not only your blood, but your unwavering trust and unconditional love. I am forever grateful for your presence in my immortal life.” I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips, tasting the remnants of my blood. “And I am grateful for you, Jonathan. You’ve shown me a world of passion and devotion that I never thought possible. Drinking my blood is just another way for us to explore the depths of our connection.” As our lips parted, we sat there, locked in a moment of shared understanding and love.

His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

So, don't forget to follow me there to check out all the book-related stuff there. No one is immune to the second chance mate, morally grey men who are only sweet to the fmc and found family tropes. What are some of your favorite tropes in Romance and Supernatural genres? Since I am writing as I go, I will definitely be taking your comments as suggestions. Here is a little sneak peak into the book. If you find it interesting, you won't have to wait for long. I promise; "Zoe had a good life. A daughter of an ex-beta, and mate of the new one.