Romance Era Book Box Novels & Stories

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams 5)Mary Redferne PS this book is set up in the 1960s Mary Redferne I was in the car, tapping my foot restlessly as the driver drove inside the gates of a mansion of the guy I was about to marry in a few months. Yeah I know, crazy! I never thought that I’d settle for an arrange marriage

I say, completely bemused . “Yeah, but it’s not like that. This one’s for couples, not seedy old men.” If he wasn’t so devilishly handsome and sexy, I would run and not look back. Staring into the shop window I frown, and then, for some weird reason, I lead the way inside. My jaw snaps open. Now, I’m not really a sex addict, and I do have quite the healthy interest in sex and erotica, but I’m pretty sure that some of the items displayed on the shelf would make even Christian Grey from fifty shades trilogy blush.

But as she looked at the handsome, desperate senior standing in front of her, his eyes burning with lust for her body, something hotter and more reckless flared inside her. She had noticed the stares, the whispers, the way her body drove the boys wild even in her most decent outfits. And deep down, the attention had stirred her too. Elena leaned back against the edge of her desk, her charcoal pencil skirt pulling tight across her wide hips and thick thighs. “You’re very bold for a student,” she murmured. “Locking the door like that… telling your teacher you want to fuck her.” Marcus closed the distance in two strides. “I do. I really want to fuck you, Miss Voss. I’ve been hard all day thinki

"I don't believe we are enemies. Do enemies kiss like this? Do they want each other the way we do? And I don't want to stop here, not now, Ryder. I want to go all the way to the end." His heart leaped inside of him - in a funny-saddened way. He was supposed to be punished by her people but here he was, pushed to the edge of the bed and being succumbed to the affections of a pretty woman. He as well would love to see the end of this exciting passion that they both shared. But it was dangerous, tantalizing but dangerous. He leaned forward, pulling her head down to meet his wanting mouth. She tasted like lemon grass mixed with vanilla - a taste of their passion. But he wanted more.

But the man was gone. Who is he? * The tiring day finally came to an end. Era reached her apartment when the clock read one in the morning. She quickly refreshed herself with a warm shower, then turned on the television, but ended up relaxing with a book. Like most young adult women who enjoyed romance novels, Era was no different. She enjoyed spending hours immersed in the emotional dynamics expressed through words. Her heart blossomed and beautiful fantasies emerged in her mind, usually when the main female character found true love in the end.

The shade sticker read Crimson Vow, and someone had tied a narrow rose-gold ribbon around it with suspicious care. I stared at it. Then translucent comments slid across my vision, like live reactions on a serialized romance app. [@BookTokAfterDark: Oh, she has no idea what that lipstick does.] [@SteamQueen: I can smell the spice from here. I am seated.] [@KindleKiller: He really put his weak spot in a velvet box. Sir.] [@RomanceGremlin: Buckle up. This is about to get messy in the best way.] I almost dropped the box.

They sat side by side, then he gave them a small gold box. "I have something for you...I mean for us." Elena frowned as she smiled at the gold-colored box. she thought maybe in the box was a ring or necklace, then opened it. And sure enough, in the box, there are a pair of rings with different diameters, with each bearing the ER as the symbol of love. "ER ... Emergency room," she said.

It was as if he was about to open a portal into another world, one that was both wondrous and terrifying at the same time. Penelope was equally as intrigued, her eyes shining with a sense of curiosity and wonder. As they both reached for the box, Liam couldn't help but notice how intricate the design was. The carvings etched into its surface were unlike anything he had ever seen before. They seemed to be telling a story, one that he knew he had to uncover. As they both lifted the lid, a sudden gust of wind filled the room, blowing the curtains inward and stirring up dust from the floor. Inside the box, there were several letters, bound together by a leather strap.

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