Romance Dorian Novels & Stories

Dorian moves forward, his presence as usual commanding the room to stillness. "I want to thank you all for being here today," he adds fluidly, his voice tinged with learnt charm. "My wife and I've seen many difficulties, but as you can see, love always wins." Romance. On my mouth the word tastes like poison. I keep my face gentle and my eyes loving—just like the world expects from the committed Aurora Tempest. For emphasis, Dorian puts an arm around my waist and pulls me near. To everyone seeing, we are the epitome of unity—an enduring couple—not broken. But I see it beneath my carefully put up smile. The suspense in his jaw. His fingers twitching reveals his barely suppressed wrath. He is l

Dorian says, taking a deep breath and putting his glass cup on the coffee table. Here we go, whenever they started a conversation wuth those two names, I was in for an earfull. Dorian was just a natural french boy from the stories or fantasies of any teenage girl or any woman, he had curly brown hair and the brightest brown eyes, from what I've noticed, he was a treat to the eye, tall and almost tan, just a dreamy fantasy of a man. "As you've noticed, Camila has had it pretty rough these past years and for you to just marry her, there's gotta be some sort of money's worth in it for you" he explained, his voice was low and reminded me of my Dad when he was being serious about something.

"She's out to get me. She faked her death. She faked the whole dramatic exit. She'll show up once I've paid my dues." He clung to that belief. It was all he had. Even if the love he felt was nothing but a side effect of some drug. Even if that love had curdled into something dark. Nora was beside herself, crying next to him. Francis watched her, and after a long pause, a sly grin spread across his face. "Yeah, Natalie loved me. She'd come running back the second she heard I was off the market." Nora, eyes red and swollen, looked up at Francis on bended knee and heard him say softly, "Nora, let's go ahead with the wedding, okay?

comes Dorian's nonchalant response. He doesn't seem remorseful in any way. That's it. Whatever restraint I had severed as I lunge for him. But luck is on his side as Kieran step in front of me, keeping me from reaching him. “We have a lot of females here yet you had to fall for my mate?!” I growl, my chest heaving with restrained fury. Dorian merely shrugs, slipping his hand in his pockets. “It's impossible to teach the heart who to love.”

Suddenly, I feel Dorian’s breath on my face. I raise my eyes until the clash with his. Dorian is standing over me. He’s very tall, about Traeger’s size. I watch, entranced as he licks his lips. We are now chest-to-chest. His hand moves to my waist. Pulling me closer. I can’t seem to control my reaction. His body is incredible. I lay my hands on his shoulders as his lips seek mine. “I’m sorry.” He growls before he crushes his lips against mine. The kiss is very good, but not compared to Traeger’s. I open my mouth, meeting his tongue. My mind screams out in rejection, but my body won’t listen. The kiss deepens. We are both breathing hard at this point. My body is no longer my own.

My skin crawls from her, as I grip my nails to the table. “What the hell are you talking about Dustin?” I asked him trembling, while I knew that I could also live a life without him. And now he surprises me with his cute and beautiful words. “I'm demanding that you marry me and raise Austin together!” He yells at me while I still can't say yes. "I'm sorry. "I answered looking at the ground."I can't live next to you if you don't love me. “So you haven't read my letter?” He asks me, rising from his seat, as he raises one of his thick eyebrows.

His hands moved faster, roaming my waist down my butt and I felt him press harder on my butt We continued kissing until I could no longer bear it, and only then did he pull off, giving me room to breathe. "Anna," He called, his eyes showing his heart. He need not say a word. A gaze was all it took for me to understand it all. My heart, his heart, they were both laid bare, and I understood it well... "Take me, Dorian. Make me yours," I moaned, breathing hard on his neck. His hands wrapped around my waist, "I should make you scream too," He whispered, and with that, moans filled the room ~

I spat, because he was right dammit. Dorian chuckled darkly, and roughly kicked my legs apart so he could press his knee up against my throbbing dick. “You will, Golden boy. And when you do, it won’t be because I forced you. It’ll be because you begged for my cock.” As I stood stock-still, shocked and madly aroused by his words, Dorian pressed his lips to mine and a flame ignited inside me like a match to fuel. The arousal that ripped through me when our tongues touched was so strong that my hips thrust forward involuntarily, grinding on his knee. I instantly groaned deep in his mouth and just as it started, Dorian was gone.

The morning found these two lovers, naked before the eyes of the fauna that also woke up with them, Maria De La Cruz, felt ashamed to see her naked body, she remembered everything, but her actions were undoubtedly the pink drug; Emiliano Romero, had woken up as new, splendid, but when he saw her, he also felt ashamed, both had surrendered to the lust and passion of that moment. They got up and got dressed, they wanted to hide their love affair, but Maria's torn t-shirt left Emiliano's back exposed, under those circumstances it was impossible to hide it, it was obvious that love was blooming like the spring between them, however they remained silent, as if they were two little ones who were j

How easily I believed his proclamations of love and devotion, blind to the viper lurking beneath. Never again. He will find no more success seducing me with hollow endearments and false promises. I know the truth about him now - the real Dorian who cares only for himself. His refusal to accept our relationship's end continues interfering with my plans, however. I've had to take great pains concealing my hatred of him from Roman. Can't have Dorian's harassment raising suspicions before the mating is sealed. Thankfully Roman seems too besotted with me to question the tension between Dorian and I too deeply. He makes no effort to hide his instant infatuation, despite only knowing me for a short