Rockstar Romance Novels & Stories

Loki insisted Loki was going to kiss his cheeks but she noticed, it's too crowd here and she decided to step forward on a place where fewer people only. Then she kissed him quick. "Why don't you want to kiss me in public? are you ashamed of me as a boyfriend?" "Fine. fine don't be mad" Loki sighed. Loki walked forward to the public and kissed him twice and more on his cheeks. After that, she sat inside of the taxi, and Jen still was in a stoic position and showed his reddish face and smiled cheerfully.

Rockford's eyes were dark, and he looked annoyed that Rocco was not afraid of him, instead, the man felt a strong wave of lust coursing through his veins. "Dude, seriously. We're living in this part of town. Tell me who doesn't have a dark past." "I'm sure you don't have one." "Well...um, yeah, but..." "My point exactly." Rocco flustered when the man still hadn't let go of his wrist. Instead, he rested his other hand on Rocco's lower back and kept him still when he lowered himself closer for a kiss. The second Rocco opened his mouth, their tongues caressed, and the flare ignited inside him. Rocco moaned needily and his hands reached to Rockford's strong shoulders pulling him down for a deepe

The following chapters will be for the bonus story Cult of Love. Some events will overlap with events that took place in The Genius Delta. Cult Of Love Rohan Rock - I’m the Humpty Dumpty of Bloodmoon. My heart was shattered three years ago, and I firmly believed there was no going back. I’ve kept my heartbreak and shame private. I never expected my work would bring me a second chance. I should be on cloud nine, but my second chance is a human that knows nothing about our world and is mute. I know a werewolf and a human can be mates, but will she accept me? Can she accept what I am?

The clear liquid spilled on the counter, but Rocky was too drunk to realize what had happened. The alcohol kicked in. He was so hammered. Regina took it as her chance. She kissed the nape of his neck, all the while massaging and squeezing his arm. He nipped his nape, his cheek. Then, she pulled his head and dropped a wet kiss on his glistening lips. Rocky grunted, but he didn’t protest. Regina continued to rain kisses all over his body. Rocky slid from the stool and lay sprawled on the bed.

His beautiful cock. Tristan's lips moved down to roths neck, kissing and nibbling hungrily, his other hand, stroking Roth's cock, the precum making his stroke easier and smoother. He had Roth moan, his grunts as he kept stroking faster. The thunder rumbled, the rain fell harder, as they both keep on loving eachother, Roth could no longer wait, he wanted Tristan right now, he wanted to mark Tristan tonight, make him his forever. Hell yes! he wants to fuck Tristan tonight, hear him scream his name under the heavy rain fall, under the rumbling thunder, he wants to fill Tristan up with his cum.

Jim also looked in the direction of the screech while Tara’s mouth opened widely, witnessing who she was! “Neha…!....”, wrinkles form on Tara’s forehead. With excitement in seeing her favorite singer, her king of the dreams… Rockstar!!!... Neha just rushed towards him like a crazy fan. Standing in front of Ryan, she shouts, “I love you…Rockstar!...”. Tara slams her hand on her temple while Ryan seems unaffected by it. As it’s not the first time this happens, He is a Rockstar… Handsome… Every girl’s dream…! He is well aware of it…! But What irritated and perplexed him was Tara’s behavior toward him…! She avoids him…!

And I had to follow through on that promise with Daniel, who, if what Kelly said was true, was more fragile than I had realized. Thinking of his enthusiastic responses in bed—and on the living room floor, and in the shower, and that was just a few items checked off my to-do list—fragile didn't quite seem the right word. But then I remembered Daniel's shy habit of hiding his face when he was emotional, or the mind-boggling fact that no one seemed to have ever romanced him before, or his insecurity over my past relationship with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. Yes, my boy and his best girl both needed my reassurance, and the sooner and more often, the better. Well, was I an actor or wasn't I? Surely

I rock against him, setting a slow, grinding rhythm. But I don't forget Daxon. I lean forward, bracing my hands on Mathias's chest, and turn my head. My mouth finds Daxon's in a searing kiss. He kisses me back with a desperate, hungry passion, his tongue tangling with mine. He can feel the movement of my body on his brother, can hear the wet, slick sounds of our joining. The frustration of being so close yet unable to touch is a sweet agony for him. I break the kiss, sitting back up. I look at Daxon, at the desperate yearning on his face. I reach out with one hand, wrapping my fingers around his rigid length again. I begin to stroke him in time with my rocking hips on Mathias.