Romance Novels With Angst Novels & Stories

“This fucking stalking has to come to an end!” The bastard only raised his right brow at me, saying nary a word while I carried on with shouting at him angrily. “You break into my apartment, come toy office to fuck me, come to my book club and take me behind a shelf!” I screamed with anger. “You fucking follow me every single place you freaking bastard!” My chest was heaving now.

The moment was broken when someone knocked on the door and I shivered as his face morphed into anger and just like that my day worsened. I hate him! “Why does he have to be so grumpy? What is his problem? He needs to take anger management because it is not normal for someone to be that angry all the time!” I grumbled under my breath as I closed the door to my office and sat on my desk. He is the worst human being I have ever met! My desk was filled with files and it felt like they would topple over and fall on because of how high they were stacked. “I hate you, Axel.” I angrily growled as I turned on my system to start working.

“I would. If you actually ask for someone to be beaten up, then he or she deserves it.” “What if it's a girl?” “I'll bash her pretty face in. No one troubles my baby and gets away with it.” She tip-toed and kissed his cheek. “I love you.” He reciprocated the kiss. “I love you, too.” Angel rolled his eyes at them. “Enough of the pretentious goodism. You both are trouble makers.” The others burst into laughter. “Goodism!” Jimmy said as he held his stomach in laughter. “He said goodism! Good Lord!”

It shouldn't have been difficult for me to choose between them, but he made it seem like I was walking on fucking eggshells with each breath I drew. As we sipped our coffee, the warmth spreading through my hands and into my heart like a gentle embrace, I couldn't help but feel torn between the comfort of Jonathan's presence and the lingering memory of Angelo's fiery passion and intensity. Jonathan's gentle smile and caring eyes, fringed with lush lashes, made me feel safe, enveloped in a cocoon of warmth, yet Angelo's face persisted in my mind, a persistent whisper, a siren's call.

Branches from overgrown bushes clawed at my arms as I darted through winding alleyways. My lungs burned. My legs trembled. But I couldn't stop. They were behind me. I could hear them. I turned a corner blindly, rain blurring my vision. And crashed into something solid. The world tilted as I collided with a broad chest. Strong arms caught me before I could fall. I looked up, gasping for breath, and froze. A man. Tall, powerful, dressed in black despite the rain. Dark eyes that seemed to pierce right through me, sharp, unreadable, intense.

I imagined him flipping me over, pinning my wrists while driving that thick cock so deep I’d feel it in my throat. “I’m your little slut, Max….your Christmas whore…” The fifth climax left me shaking, thighs trembling, cunt throbbing like a heartbeat. I came so hard I saw stars, but the ache deep inside didn’t fade. “Please….fill me….claim me…destroy me…” I murmured as tears streaked down my face. The ache only grew. A hollow, gnawing need only his cock could fill. I fell asleep with my fingers still inside me, dreaming of snow and sin.

The look in his eyes is absolutely terrifying. There's no room for resistance. I'm trapped in a merciless grip. "You'll never leave me again, Tessa. I'm going to make you feel exactly what hell is in my arms, angel. I'll make you learn to enjoy this hell with me." The words echo in my ears as I'm drowning in a sea of darkness and despair. The contradiction isn't lost on me. Calling me angel while promising to put me through hell. So typical of Blaze to mix endearments with threats, to make his cruelty sound almost romantic.

With anger, she pushed some files on the table to the ground and panted so hard, everything that just occured felt like a dream to her as she couldn't believe that Dennis could say such hurtful words to her. With anger, she got up, picked up her handbag and walked out of her office. Jasmine sat on the chair and tried to avoid the gaze of Cassandra who turned to her with angry eyes. "Get me a new PA by tomorrow!" She ordered and walked towards the elevator leaving Jasmine who sat torn apart. Cassandra quickly got home, walked into her room and screamed loud with anger. With her hand in a fist, she hit the wall next to her repeatedly, her breathing became heavier than ever and she could feel h

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode eight 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. I snuggled to my blanket as the rain hit the shutters, making strange noises. I don’t know why,but I feel strange……, suddenly I began to shiver as cold coursed through my body. I sat up on the bed and looked through the window,a Lady stood far away, looking into my chamber as I gasped but I wasn’t scared.

Maybe I was just better off with someone like Bobby. No. I felt anger rise up, a hot fire burning in my belly. I didn't deserve that. I deserved someone who treated me like I was worth something. If Andrew couldn't see past my mistakes, then he wasn't worth my time. I didn't need him either. A tear dripped down my cheek, hot and painful. I knew I was lying to myself, feeding on anger to justify my pain. I wanted to scream. I wanted to hit something. I wanted to feel some kind of physical pain just to make my chest hurt less.