Novel & Cerita Romance Novels Possessive Hero

Roselle pursed her lips, trying to stop blushing. "Oh no, my love." Romeo shook his head. "It's not a tease. I'm telling you the truth. You sounded so possessive when you said those words. It might not sound that… incredible to you, but that was the first time you have ever showed such possessiveness over me, love. And it seems I goddamned loved it when you're going all possessive of me that way." His breathing snagged as he caressed her cheek with his fingers and his breaths. "It's enough to arouse me damn bad, Roselle."

“I want you to tell me what’s really going on instead of treating me like fragile glass you can just lock away.” A heavy silence fell. Then Damien closed the distance, heat radiating off his body as his shadow swallowed hers. “You want the truth?” His voice dropped low, rough. “There are people out there who don’t just want to scare you. They want leverage. Revenge. And the only thing stopping them from tearing you apart—piece by piece—is me.” Her chest rose and fell fast, pulse pounding in her ears. His words held danger, but something else too. Possession. “And us?” she whispered. “Is this still just an act? Or is there some other reason you’re holding on so tight?”

" I reply. "We'll see. The heroine always denies her feelings at first in most romance novels. " she coos. "That's not true! And even if This Mansion were to be a novel, I'm pretty sure it would be horror and not romance! " I shot. "That's true. But who says a little romance isn't allowed in a horror novel? " she coos while wiggling her brows at me. "You're nuts! " I reply as I roll my eyes and look away while she just laughs.

"I will miss you." "I will miss that sweet pussy of yours." he whispers tracing the lining of my panties "Adrian," I hit his chest, and he shrugs "What can I say?" "Your pussy loves me." his tongue licks my neck before he nips "I love my marks on you." My eyes narrow "Do you know that you are a possessive bastard." "Still, you can't deny that you love me, darling," he says cockily with a smirk. "Darling, don't you know I love you because of your money/" My fingers feel his abs as my hands roam everywhere on his muscular chest.

In a battle of hearts and survival, only one thing is certain – once Colt sets his sights on forever, he never misses. ~ The next books contain a possessive antihero, explicit sexual content, violence, danger, a love triangle, and profanity. No ménage. No cheating. But if you're looking for a sweet romance or a traditionally loveable hero, this is not the book for you and I suggest you stop here. This is not a disclaimer – it is an accurate description of what you are getting.

“You plan on reuniting with your Prince charming?” “At least he won't keep me locked up.” My hand slipped to the back of her neck. “Listen to me Hillary, you are mine, contract or no contract, you'll always be mine. You get that?” “I am not your possession, you can't own me and you don't own me.” “You are, I own you. Nothing can change that.” She pushed me with all her strength. “Fuck you!” I walked towards her, closing the gab between us. She placed her hand on my chest to prevent me from coming any closer.

Compliancy runs in my veins and is etched in my muscles. "She's a goddess." Alessio moves closer. "She represents a lot of things along with empowerment." Steps carefree and voice dry, he stops when he's standing so close to me that I can feel the heat radiating off his body. "Ask me more about her, Nicole." It's a demand rather than a statement and so utterly powerful that I find my cries quieting down and a small noise escapes my throat urging him to continue. "She was violent and bloodthirsty, defeated many demons that others couldn't."

Said by others with them. “If you’re the one who has long dreamed of becoming his, of course, Rowan's nights will be happy.” Danish said. I was surprised by their story. It means that the bride is secretly loved by him. I've never seen her, only in television. And she’s beautiful and sexy. I don't think there's anything wrong with her body. Rowan is lucky, and she even looks friendly.

Colton kisses like he’s on a quest, like he is determined to come on-top. He kisses like a king, domineering and firm, with so much focus and intensity it makes me dizzy with need. I sighed into the kiss, feeling my knees weakened when his hand finds my open skin beneath the shirt, his finger slowly really up my under boob. I felt goosebumps rise in my skin, shivering internally when he cups a boob in his hand. Colton grips me even tighter, making me open my mouth even more, allowing his tongue slide into the walls of my mouth. A groan escaping his throat. Colton’s hands on me, it’s addicting, divine and leaves me dizzy with immense want.

"Oh, Really Ms. Stark?" "You doubt my words, Mr. Brown?" "No!" He replied leaning further to kiss her. Nevertheless, she covered his mouth with her palm and eyed him. "Tell me that you are mine." She was making him feel like a damsel at the mercy of her dangerous possessive lover though it was the other way around. "Tell me, Zander Brown. Tell me that I exclusively own your sexy body and that all your eight pack abs are my asset." "Yes, Reyne Stark, I am exclusively yours. You own every freaking inch of my body." Zander said, chuckling. "Now happy?"