Psycho Romance Novels & Stories

I smiled at him and put my chin on his chest, while our gazes intertwined. “Do you like what you see?” He asks me with that rabbit smile. “I love it.” I take the cigarette from his mouth and press it against my lips, suck on it, and then let the smoke escape from my mouth. He looked at me with a smile on his lips, he couldn't express how sexy this was, smoking the same cigarette, sharing DNA, and even sharing a bed. “So you smoke?” He asks me as he slowly runs his right hand over my ass, squeezing it tightly, while I just gasp.

Why did you get so drunk? Romance him... How could I romance a man as rough and hard as you? Can I handle it? Can I really do it? I don't even know anything about that thing. How can I do it properly? “I guess, I will need to make some research about that.”

The mother and son would not even see death coming if things were to go tense with the mayoress. However, he really could not endure the unfair treatment. Third Brother’s ex-wife behaved obediently with Benedict when he was rich but left him now that he was penniless. Once again, he was all alone. Frustrated, he went to the nightclub to vent out his anger. He lit a cigarette and began smoking after spending the night with one of the women. For reasons unknown to himself, he suddenly started chatting with the prostitute. The woman in her late 30s was named Yvonne Cook. She was over ten years older than Benedict. The two of them clicked instantly and felt as if they had known each other all al

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

She couldn't get what he was thinking in his messed up head. "What!. Are you going to hit me again. Oh probably violate me, like your men did to the other girls" Adriana said pushing breath out of her nostril harshly. That didn't stop Lorenzo from coming closer to her with a wicked grin, cause he had the worst things in mind to do to her. He was going to break every fiber in her till she looked cute with a closed mouth. "Does that make you strong, three inches!" Adriana yelled angrily. Lorenzo's eyes twitched, trying to understand what she meant by three inches.

"Leading you on. I didn't realize—I thought we were just friends. We're so different. I just never—you're just—I'm sorry." He sighed. "You didn't lead me on. You never made a single god damn move. That's what frustrated me. I've never met a girl like you, Caroline." My cheeks colored with heat. I didn't know what to say, how to make things better. "You can't deny some of it, though," he continued. "You kissed me back. You moaned. I know you liked it, Wilder. I know you did." I squeezed my eyes shut. How could I ever explain to him what I'd experienced? That I had imagined making out with the psychopath I'd fallen in love with? That every touch and noise belonged to a man I couldn't trust, a

I clutched the dress tightly to suppress my outburst. " A little make up will go with this," He said and dragged me towards the mirror. He forcefully seated me in front of the mirror and started applying lipstick on my lips and face powder on my face. After finishing his psychotic work, he said proudly looking at my reflection," Perfect." Saying that he kissed my tear-stained cheeks very lovingly and said," Your tears are so tasty, jaan. " Hearing him, I am not shocked anymore. He is a psycho and any kind of psychotic words are expected from him.

Girls will be girls. “I’ve read a lot of books about human behavior Miles. It was all about learning the different gender of a…” “Oh, oh, yeah. We already knew that.” She raises her hands-on air and rolled her eyes. She turns on the music loud inside this car without even my concern and shouted to me her response, “Don’t try me your dirty little psychology tricks. I’m not buying that anymore!” A minute later I harshly stop the car and turn off the radio. “What are you doing!”