Romance Suspense Novels & Stories

com - "Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess" (Has similar tech-mafia themes as that was my favourite plotline personally in contemporary romance I'd suggest to give it a read.) "Bitten By A Loveless Noble Vampire" (Is a wonderful dark medieval romance with vampires and other mythological stuff. I love how gory and dark it is with the utmost sexual tension between the duo.) "Criminally God" (Is a Male Lead book with a system, demons and a vampire main character. I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre.)

He lifted his other hand to the other bre*st and fondled with it while he sucked from the other. I didn't even realize when I wrapped my hands around him, sending my fingers into his hair. "Oh, Ryan!" I moaned with my eyes closed as the tingling sensation drove me wild. The whole thing was new - and inexpressible. He reached for the second bre*st and did justice to it, sucking it harder than the first. Oh my God! It sent shivers down my spine. He did it so perfectly - I didn't want him to stop. Unfortunately, he stopped and took his lips to mine.

How could I have known, Steven didn't prepped me, and this was my first real interview ever. This day has gotten even worse. My eyes widened and kept flinching, what other worst thing would happen to me now. I had a purse with me, but in it were my phone and the pant I wore yesterday. I couldn't put it on as it still had the sperm of the guy I had a fun time with at the club. Oh my, the way he touched my body and drove me wild, I kept wishing for more. We kept at it till sunrise, right there in the club's restroom. It was the most freakish night of my life and it made me wanting more.

He was so flustered that he couldn't form a proper sentence. I let go of his other wrist and had the hair on his face put aside, I wanted to get a clear view of his face. "I always wondered ever since… who's supposed to be on top? And who's supposed to be underneath? And how the hell is it going to feel?…" "If you let me g-go, I can be the b-" "Before anything happens, do you really want to do it with me!?" I asked. Only to make things sure. He nods his red face and leaned to kiss me. As our lips touched, I could feel the overflowing excitement that made me carry Toma all the way to his bed.

“You’re staring at each other again.” Noelle’s small voice cut through the thick silence. Sebastian stepped back immediately, releasing Nyra’s arm as if he’d been caught doing something forbidden. Nyra straightened, ignoring the sting in her grazed arm. “We’re not.” “You are,” Noelle insisted. “Like in the movies before they kiss.” Sebastian cleared his throat. “Enough.” Sirens wailed outside the lodge. Guests were being ushered away, security shouting instructions. The scent of gunpowder still hung in the air, mixing with pine and melted wax from fallen candles.

I pulled him toward me and crashed my mouth against his. It wasn't a soft kiss. It wasn't a movie kiss. It was messy, desperate, and full of all the anger and confusion we had been carrying since the day we became roommates. It tasted like salt and heat. It felt like a fight. Jax made a low sound in his throat: half a groan, half a growl and slammed me back against the tiled wall. The cold tile hit my back, but I didn't care because his body was warm, pressing against me, pinning me there. His hands moved from my arms to my waist, gripping me so hard I knew there would be marks tomorrow.

"So, I'd like to ask, what kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves using a girlfriend's supplementary card to buy the mentee a Tiffany necklace? What kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves booking a king-size room together at a hot spring hotel?" The room erupted in murmurs. Everly's face turned pale. She instinctively grabbed onto Jeremy's sleeve. "You... You're lying! That was for work!" she screamed. I gestured for Justin Orson to play the projection. On the screen appeared a list of transactions alongside corresponding social media posts. [December 1: Thank you for the necklace, Jeremy. I love it.] [Transaction: 2000 dollars charged to Jeremy's supplementary card.] [December 24:

The kiss was gentle but filled with a promise—of something real, something neither of them could deny anymore. Her hands found his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart, matching the rhythm of her own. In that quiet room, with the world outside fading away, they let themselves be lost—if only for a little while. Rylan deepened the kiss, his hands sliding down to gently hold her waist, pulling her closer. Alyssa’s breath hitched as a warmth spread through her chest, chasing away the lingering shadows of doubt and pain. For a moment, nothing else existed—no past betrayals, no family drama—just the steady beat of two hearts finding solace in each other.

My body arched to meet his, and with every thrust, something electric sparked under my skin. "Nathan," his name escaped my lips in a trembling whisper. I wasn't sure if I was begging him to slow down or go faster. Our breathing filled the room, mixing with soft moans and gasps. His scent surrounded me completely, and something deep inside me felt like it was breaking apart and reforming all at once. After what felt like forever, I noticed his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. I could feel him growing tenser inside me. He groaned and trembled above me, lost in sensations I was only beginning to understand.

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.