Psycho Romance Novels & Stories

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

“Fuck that slut. Fuck her slutty little pussy!” You start to pump Sandra vigorously, energized by your pent-up lust for her. Her hands clutch at your buttocks and her nails dig into your flesh. The fact that her friend is on the bed right next to you only serves to intensify the eroticism of the situation. “Fuck me Ryan. Fuck me like you’d fuck that bitch Scar Son,” she groans. Your head is swimming with lust and you pick up the pace. The wet sounds of your cock ploughing Sandra’s pussy are accompanied by the gentle slapping of your balls against the base of her ass cheeks.

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

"That sounds nice." "Yea.. I could feel his heartbeat so closely. It was fast. But it calmed me down. I think...that's when I found out I too, had feelings for him." "Oh. You like him?" I chuckled. "Right? I like my own target. I like a psycho. I..like a killer." "I don't think there's anything wrong with that." "What do you mean?" "A psycho is a psycho for a reason. There's must've been a trigger for that. He was once normal, you know?"

She was surfing the paid streaming service, looking for the movie they would watch together. “You don’t like that one?” Leo’s voice heard from behind as he approached her from the the kitchen. “I do, but I want to watch something else. You want to watch that?” She pointed the romantic genre movie but Leo shrugged. “I’ll watch any of your choice, baby…” He said while putting some snacks and beers on the table in front of them. She nodded and started to search for another genre. “You always like this kind of movie.” Leo said while sat lazily on the couch and lean his head on her shoulder.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

Copyright ©️ 2021 by Mylovelyreaders All rights reserved. ⚠️DARK ROMANCE⚠️ Hey guys, thanks for giving so much love and support for my book Psycho Mafia season 1. So my lovelies, I welcome you all to the second season of Psycho Mafia 2. Just like the first season, this book is full of drama, action, romance and thriller. This story is entirely my imagination and the characters are fictious. Any resemblance from the resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locals is entirely coincidental.

"You were saving me. I spent my whole life feeling like a broken asset, a ghost haunting a crime scene. But with you, I'm alive. I love you." ​Zayne’s gaze softened completely, a rare, breathtaking smile breaking across his features before he leaned down and kissed me. It wasn't a desperate kiss born of panic or survival; it was a slow, deep, absolute promise of a future.

, he said as he leaned closer to me. "Please don't...please.." I tried to move, but that was useless. "How can I let you go, princess?"he asked, and again continued in his deep dominating voice,"No, not before doing the things ,What I had asked you for…when you kissed me. I feel addicted to your lips and your smell, just from that one kiss. From that moment on, you became mine. Only mine," He caressed my lips with his rough fingers. "You are psycho. Leave me, you bastard."

The kind that’s not going to tell you she washed her hair because it was covered in cum. My mind drifted back to last night or this morning, since I didn’t come back till 4am. I felt a sharp thrill as a memory of me riding a cock while the others feasted on my body, flashed through my mind. A small smile crept across the corners of my mouth. I still felt sore from all the places I had been ravished. A fantasy well lived…so much better than what I had imagined. I bet you’re wondering, how did I end up in a room with a bunch of strangers, living out my fantasy?