Raunchy Romance Novels & Stories

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

After making a mental note of making an appointment first thing tomorrow in the morning, I exit the gloomy toilet when Rosa face appears out of nowhere. "Angela?" Rosa said with a worried lace in her voice, "are you okay?" I waved my hand in anticipation for her to leave me alone but of course, Rosa De Luca is not that kind of person. "What's wrong with you?" she scanned me from head to toe, examining me as if I was caught doing something bad. Too lazy to answer her, my mouth lifted in a grin and she snickered. "Don't play with me!" she slapped my arm making me hiss in pain and back away from her but she pulled me closer to her body as she noticed me distancing from her and dragging me with

She smiled as she was excited walking just to see her boyfriend. But a moment, Loki was startled and her belongings fell on the ground. Loki quickly slapped the woman and said "Why are you flirting him? ". "Flirting him? What do you mean?" I've had him for a long time since 3yrs " confidently said by a woman. "3yrs?!" "Is that true, Jen?" Loki asked with a hoarse voice. Nao’s heard their arguments and quarrel at the department store. But he didn’t mind to get there because he didn’t want to get in trouble with her relationship issues.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

"This wench got plastic surgery to look like me and snuck into my boyfriend's villa, trying to get into his bed. I caught her in the act. We have to teach her a lesson! She even made a mess of the villa, painting all these flowers. Perhaps she was hoping my man would praise her art. But she'll be the one paying for the cleaning! Don't you know my man hates sunflowers? He even got angry once when I wore a sunflower hairpin. And you? You filled the whole yard with them!" Hearing this, the lackeys got excited, like they were on some kind of adrenaline rush, and started tearing the sunflowers apart. I went crazy, struggling to stop them. "No! Don't touch my flowers!" Darcy kicked me back to the

“It’s going to be a formal contract. It’s all about pretending. You won’t have to do any…real things. Maybe just a little kissing or making out…” Ruby gasped, her head shaking even more vigorously. “The last time I kissed someone was six years ago. I can’t do this. I am definitely not the one.” Lana scooted closer to Ruby, wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulders. “Come on, Ruby Mae. You’re so patient and kind; you’ll be able to handle this.” She said softly. “Also, the pay is really, really good. You can use the money to save your father and finally start the new lives you both deserve.”

"Tell me about the book you were reading. What is it about?" P**n. Flushing, I bite my lip "It's a romantic story" and by romance, I mean a girl getting railed by three men at once. I wasn't kidding when I said I'd gotten to the spicy part. She was finally going to sleep with all three of them together. Lucky bitch. "Ah, you're a romantic then?" Anti-romantic. People who say they're in love are full of shit. I believe in power, loyalty, and money.

I said with more confidence. "With face it is" "Thanks" "What is your story about anyway?" he leaned closer to the table and put his arms on it. "It's a romance novel and I would like to refer to it as such. Despite the pornographic details on it. It's a story of a bad boy falling for an innocent and fragile girl. He's a wild spirit and she is conservative... two opposites attract" I giggled and I didn't even know why. "They have sex like crazy in every position I could think of, anywhere and every time they meet" I kept giggling like a little girl and he smiled like he enjoyed our conversation. That was good...

a girl beside me sighed, draping her arm over my shoulder dreamily. I shrugged her off. “Lucky? If the pay is good, then maybe. Otherwise it’s just more work.” She scoffed. “You’re joking, right? Breathing the same air as the king… smelling his scent every day…” Her voice turned wistful. “And the chance to—” “—fuck the king,” another girl finished with a giggle. I grimaced. The crude words made heat creep up my neck. “Oh, sorry,” the second girl added with mock sweetness. “We forgot we have a virgin saint among us.”

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier