روايات وقصص ضمن Romance Manga With Cold Male Lead

She can feel the vibration of his chest pressed to her back, his pulse in perfect counterpoint to the pounding of her own. Rion, kneeling before her, is the cold that soothes and accentuates the burn. His lips are winter, a contrast that makes her keen, and his tongue moves with the lazy assurance of someone who could draw pleasure from her for centuries. His hands map her thighs with icy thoroughness, trailing up and around to cup her breathlessly, possess river-cool, as his canines graze her collarbone in a threat-promise she welcomes. His gaze—a glacial blue that glitters even in the dark—never leaves her face, tracking every gasp and flutter as he coaxes her higher and higher.

Milo stared at the floor but his eyes kept darting to the mirrored wall. To the one figure that demanded his gaze. To the dangerous beauty beside him. To the man no mirror could soften. Still, unreadable, carved out of something colder than stone. And yet, Milo kept looking. The sharp angles of his face, the shadow of scruff that only made him look more untouchable, more dangerous. It was a mistake. Every glance lit something in his stomach that shouldn’t have been there, heat curling low, tension tightening his spine. The more he stared, the more his body remembered the danger. The desire.

Aaron’s gaze darkened, and he stood up slowly, closing the small distance between them. His towering frame loomed over her, and she straightened up. He reached out, placing one hand on the couch beside her hip, effectively caging her in. The intensity in his silver eyes sent her heart into a frenzied rhythm. “I told you,” he murmured, his voice low and smooth like a dangerous caress, “if you thank me one more time, you’ll face the consequences.”

That it would have to be slow and romantic, teasing away all the sad thoughts and lost memories that I would never have with my mate… I’d never expect them to be chased away with a flamethrower! Because that’s what Rain had been. He’d taken possession of my body and burned any desire to be touched or held by anyone else. Hell, a part of me wished that he’d claimed me fully, but all the scratches and bite marks on my body would fade with time... “See anything you like?” suddenly mumbled the peaceful man, and his onyx eyes opened, blinking away sleep. “Maybe,” I replied with a smile, pretending I hadn’t admired his impressive physique. What? I was a hotblooded woman! He was everything I wanted

I bit out. Roman let out a low, cold grunt. "Then let's see how your body responds to the rest." He leaned down and claimed my mouth. His kiss was entirely different from Rocco's. Rocco's touch had been a desperate, hungry fire. Roman's was cold, calculated, and completely dominating. He moved with a precise, clinical efficiency that left me absolutely no room to fight. His hands held my hips in a brutal grip, anchoring me to the mattress. I closed my eyes, focusing entirely on the physical sensations.

She wasted almost two months to read and draw the doujinshi based on that retarded novel called 'Love Meh~ Doki Doki Trumping Heart Adventure of Bellarose in Two Worlds~muah' Every time she looks at the title, it gives her a headache. Just from the title, people can tell it's a fantasy romance novel. At first, it was a usual romance novel but who would have thought that the author tricked most of their readers. The novel start with the main protagonist called Bellarose McKenzie, a commoner who got a scholarship in an aristocratic school. Then it's like a typical story from then on. She seduc- ahem I mean many people fell in love with her innocent charms. There are villains and villainess who

he cleared his throat and tried to drive away the awkwardness. "Right." Namgyu smirked and gave Jun the novel. "It's an erotica romance novel like the many others we've both read. But this is a little more spicy in my opinion." "More than Body Art?" "Almost as spicy as Body Art. This is about a CEO, like myself." he winked at Jun whose cheeks had remained a red mess, "...and a new employee. It's typical of the cliché boss and secretary love stories. But this is spicier. The CEO is a lustful dominant who has been looking for the perfect submissive. Someone who will enjoy being bruised and dominated mercilessly by him. He's a little sadist too."

In my anger, I had failed to see him. My eyes took the man in, starting from his head to his toes. He looked handsome in a roguish style. His nose which looked like it had been broken a thousand times, and the frown on his face screamed danger. Yet, I didn't fail to notice the warmth in his eyes. “Go ahead,” the weirdo waved his palm dismissively with his attention fixed on me as if I stole something of his. I watched the handsome black man leave before I concentrated on the man by the door. “What are you going to do to me now that you have bought me? Coveting my chastity, are you?”

Mj felt so warm and accepted a feeling she had never had before, she didn't know what this place was but she never wanted to leave. She leaned into the hand and the warmth she felt from it started to wash over her entire body, Mj closed her eyes and leaned into the chest of the man holding her. She giggled as he started to make a sound that sounded very much like purring. The pain in her head disappeared and when she opened her eyes to look up at him she noticed Dante’s eyes were completely gold, and they seemed to be dancing almost as if liquid were trapped inside them, Mj gasped and jumped to her feet.