Romance Books With Alpha Males Novels & Stories

There's a suffocating silence in the house, and I'm happy to let it keep on existing but again… I hardly ever get what I want. I'm reading one of my books, the one where the Alpha doesn't resent his wife and where he doesn't seem repulsed by the sight of her I'm right at the part after kisses and well detailed foreplay, the part where they fuck and hold each other all through the night, when I hear the rough purr of a familiar engine. Only one person has a truck that makes a sound like a demon possessed wolf growling. I'm out of my seat in a second, book forgotten on the windowsill and all thoughts of sex with a loving alpha out of my mind.

The water completely drenched her attire, accentuating her curves more distinctly. Raphael did not do it out of love, but it was an alpha’s lust that was stronger whenever Winter was in his vicinity. His hand traveled to her back, pulling her close in his embrace. Winter was not an expert like him in kissing, so she only tried to imitate him a little. She moaned in her mouth when his hand caressed her lower back. Winter, then realized it was not Raphael. He despised her and whatever happening at that moment because of his alpha wolf. She decided to pull away, but it was too tough to get away from his grip.

But over time, it became clearer and clearer to me that romance was not something I would ever have the opportunity to experience. That men did not hold you and kiss you and cherish you as they once did. I supposed those things just didn’t exist for slaves, like me. Anna shook her head. “I met the Alpha in person one time. He was so handsome and such a gentleman. I’ll always believe his word over anyone else’s.” “You met him?” exclaimed Clara. Anna nodded. “A vampire broke into town and went on a blood spree. The Alpha arrived the next day to insure he was gone and check on the victims. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him the entire time. He was just…stunning.”

“Adeline, what does being a lone-wolf look like? I've heard of them, but I don't really know why they are line wolves.” “Oh, well, the truth is, my husband and I come from a very ruthless pack named the Black Knight Pack. As the name implies, Our Alpha was truly a black Knight. He's the most merciless Alpha I've ever seen. As far as I can remember, my husband and I were just teens when we escaped with the other omegas.” “Oh my goodness! Such an Alpha existed. It must have been terrible.” “Very terrible, ma'am. Our escape wasn't at all easy because the Alpha sends his tracers and beasts at us.”

" The girl said. "But he will not be alive for much time... They are the most dangerous wolf pack. Alpha Marcus Black is the most feral of all the werewolves of the time. He is in his territory you guys messed up with the wrong ones this time!!! He will eat him raw if he doesn't give those papers back. You both are screwed." The man said in a saddened tone. The girl moved at her speed and grabbed the man by his collar.

Something I’ve been secretly wishing for from the moment I realized I couldn’t be soulless like them, but didn’t have the guts to act on it until now. Stefan was still whipping the alpha relentlessly while the alpha screamed through his gritted teeth, cursing Stefan with a string of profanities that had Stefan whip him even harder. “I can’t wait to have you begging me to stop, you filthy animal” Stefan hissed at him. “That will never happen” the alpha said fiercely. “Oh it will happen. Once I’m done with you, you’ll be ready to suck my dick if I asked you to” he said mercilessly.

A man walked in, flanked by two others, followed by a group of warriors. Everyone instinctively bowed. Everyone except me. “Melanie!” Mom hissed, tugging on my arm. “Bow, sweetie.” But I couldn’t move. My eyes were locked on him. The man—no, the Alpha King—was sinfully gorgeous. Rugged and masculine, with sharp features that looked like they’d been carved by the Goddess herself. His dark hair was perfectly tousled, and his piercing silver eyes seemed to scan the room with predatory precision. My body betrayed me. My thighs pressed together as a wave of heat coursed through me, and I felt my face flush.

he said sternly and Jace rolled his eyes. He stared at Aurora with his eyes glowing bright yellow and his lips parted in shock. It was like a beam was around her and it’s so bright. “Wow,” he muttered. “Do you see it?” “It's beautiful,” Jace replied. “No, it's madness. It might look beautiful but it's bad. It's all bad, she is dangerous.” “What's your deal, Gabriel? Just leave them alone.” “My deal is that the Alpha of a pack shouldn't be with someone whose kind isn't even supposed to exist. It is forbidden and it's dangerous,” he replied and Jace sighed.

"But this ends now." Author's note: Don't forget to check my new book, The Alpha's Third Mistress. You can use the search bar to check if you somehow can't find them in the list of my books. Enjoy! Also, If you crave intense, slow-burn, dark, taboo romance with a deliciously dark edge, dripping with passion, obsession, secrets, tension, and twists that will test every boundary and leave you gasping for more, check out my new book, MATED TO MY OBSESSIVE STEP-BROTHER.

I couldn’t even count how many times Damian had filled me, taken over every inch of me, and refused to let me go all night. I could still feel his deep touch, the way he was so greedy yet treated me with tenderness and burning passion that drove me insane. "I also can’t remember how many times we changed positions last night," I muttered, reflexively covering my mouth. "It was such a crazy night. Is helping an Alpha through his rut this intense? It’s completely different from regular sex." I studied Damian’s face momentarily, recalling every time he licked his lower lip while looking at me. I also remembered the fiery gaze in his eyes every time he pounded into me so deeply. He was incredibl