Romance Books Possessive Males Novels & Stories

I swept my gaze across the line of men, ensuring every single one of them felt the absolute, unbreakable truth of my vow. "The man who finds that text does not just save my mate," I declared, my voice echoing sharply off the stone walls. "The man who places that grimoire in my hands will be granted endless raw gold from the royal vaults. You will be elevated from a scholar to a permanent Lord of the Northern Court. I will grant you a sprawling, protected estate in the Eastern Woods. Your family will never know hunger, and your name will be carved into the history of this stronghold forever."

I’m thrilled Romy is my mate. “So, you’re locked down now, too, huh? How does it feel?” He asked. I chuckled, “We are going to be in for a world of pain with those two. Silja and Romy together are formidable opponents.” “Yeah, well, I know for a fact, you’re the one dealing with book boyfriends now.” He laughed. “Am I?” “Romy borrows Silja’s books. You are right, she keeps them hidden.” Fuck. I’m finding those books and burning them. I will not be compared to some unrealistic standard from a damn book character.

Am I in over my head? And yet, despite the unease, a part of her—a twisted, foolish part—was drawn to him. His possessiveness, his dominance, even his anger—it all reminded her of the brooding, dangerous men in the romance novels she devoured late at night. The ones who burned the world down for the women they loved. Hardin. Massimo. The Italian mafia bosses who were equal parts terrifying and irresistible.

I just have to say yes, and he’ll be mine for two months. He laughed. “I want to bend you over this table, witch. I’m going to taste all of you with my mouth—my tongue. I’m going to make you come with my cock. And when I’m inside you, I’ll fuck you so thoroughly you won’t be able to think of fucking anyone else.” I swallowed. I didn’t know that Luke could be possessive. How could I say no to him? I’d wanted this man almost my whole adult life. Jax or not, it wasn’t important.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

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"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 say firmly. “Not sweet love. If you are looking for a romantic person with green flags, you are in the wrong place and waiting for something that will not fill you. Our romance is dark, that one that has a lot of red flags and we want more. We like the possessive, the firmly delivered.

Not after his first two had failed spectacularly. “What methods?” Jacob demanded. Then he added, “If they involve money, do not even bother. They will not work.” “They don’t,” Jason assured him. “I think you should try the methods in my girlfriend’s books.” “Books?” Jacob asked, sounding confused. “The male leads in her books have methods that always work with the heroine,” Jason supplied. “No matter how angry the heroine is, she always gives in. Maybe you can discover a few secrets.” “You want me to read romance novels to figure out how to deal with my wife?” Jacob asked, his tone suggesting he thought the idea ridiculous.

'' His deep and grumpy voice caused something in between her legs to melt. The man executed an aura of a nobleman, everything about him screamed dominance. Black pants with black dress shirt.... he was a sight to behold. Ella lost track of time and her thoughts as she gawked at him. An expensive watch around his wrist, the muscles on his forearm flexed when he grabbed the glass and took it closer to his lips. Those thick and plump lips were made to be kissed. The chiseled cheekbones and the perfect sharp jaw bone made him dangerous. His throat bobbed up and down as he drank the liquor.