Novel & Cerita Romance Books With Possessive Males

The warm glow of the fire danced across our faces, casting a romantic hue on the scene. As we sat there, lost in each other's eyes, Anton's fingers gently caressed my soft skin, his touch sending shivers down my spine. He leaned in, his breath warm against me neck, and began to pepper soft kisses along my collarbone. I sighed contentedly, my eyes fluttering closed as I relished the sensation. With each gentle kiss, Anton's lips traveled further, leaving a trail of tingling sensations in our wake.

They were locked on *me*. His stare was bold, confident. The corner of his mouth curved upward, just slightly. Like he was challenging me. I blinked, confused. Then I was irritated. Who did he think he was? I turned away, refusing to let some arrogant playboy ruin my night. Celina leaned close. “That guy’s been staring at you for a while. Total boss energy, though. Hot.” “Arrogant,” I replied, sipping my drink. Still, I couldn’t deny that something about him pulled me in like a magnet I didn’t ask for.

“But protecting what’s mine does.” There it was—that possessive fire again. The thing that made her want to slap him and kiss him in the same breath. “I’m not a vase,” she said. “You don’t get to put me on a shelf and call that protection.” He didn’t touch her. Didn’t have to. His presence surrounded her like a storm. “I didn’t want this marriage,” he said. “But now that it’s done, I won’t let you get yourself killed just to prove a point.”

he said My heart skipped I obeyed My knees hit the fur rug, and I tilted my head back to meet his eyes His belt was already off, hanging from his hand like a warning My breath seized He tossed it on the bed, not yet Instead, he bent down, held my chin and tilted my face up. “You remember who you are to me, cara mia?” he murmured I swallowed“Yours” He smirked "Damn right” Then he kissed me, hard,possessive. The kind of kiss that hurt.

“I can smell how wet you are.” Her smile doesn’t waver, but her nails dig into my arm through my tux sleeve. “Keep talking and I’ll ‘accidentally’ knee you in front of every photographer in New York.” I chuckle darkly and kiss her cheek for the cameras. “Try it. I’ll fuck you in the coatroom and make you walk back out with my cum running down your legs.” The possessiveness roaring through my veins is new. Violent. I’ve had women. Plenty of them. None ever made me feel like this, like I’d burn the world down if another man so much as breathed near her.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

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.

I laugh. “Yeah… they’re definitely similar.Possessive. Stubborn. Stupid rich. And they just love taking their damn sweet time making moves—as if we don't already know exactly where this is going.I swear to God though—if he doesn’t ask soon,I’ll snap and do it myself.” “Alright grumpy.Let’s go to bed now.” “Night,love ya.” ….. Please like and comment for more chapters.❤️

His lips bled under bruising kisses, blood sucked greedily as if it were nectar. "Uhhn... f-fuck... too fast... n-not good..." he moaned, voice breaking, but his body betrayed him, yielding, craving more. It whispered again, closer, hotter, dripping with possession. "Why resist, my love? You are already mine. Every drop... every breath... every trembling sound is mine."