Novel & Cerita Sapphic Romance Books

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

asked Desi. "Oh, if that's the case, I'll just go back first, Tante. I'll pick you up later." "Are you have an appointment, Dam?" asked Rhea. "Nope, Tan. I just want to go to the apartment to rest first," he replied honestly. Lintang is busy and cannot be found, even though in addition to seeing his aunt, Adam hopes to meet his lover soon to let go of the longing. "Just go eating first, Dam. Later, you can be moved to the guest room if you want to rest. I know, you must be tired of going back from out of town."

“Here. Now. Fucking me in this chair while the city counts down outside.” His laugh was dark, velvet. “Then keep reading.” I opened the book again—trembling fingers turning pages. I read aloud, voice shaky. “‘He pushed her thighs wider, licked a slow stripe up her center, tasting her arousal…’” Rhys groaned. Low. Primal. I kept reading. Kept touching. The words blurred with sensation—my fingers faster now, slick, desperate. When I reached the part where the stranger entered her, I gasped.

I do not answer immediately, instead I tighten my arms around her, pulling her closer, pressing my face into her hair, breathing in the scent of her, the clean, fresh scent of soap and water and woman, and I feel a wave of emotion that I cannot name, a mix of possession and tenderness and something darker, something that wants to break her and rebuild her, to destroy her and save her, to make her understand that this is not cruelty, this is not punishment, this is love, the only love I know how to give, the only love that a wolf like me can offer, a love that is fierce and brutal and consuming, a love that demands everything and gives everything in return, and I say, my voice soft against he

He poured himself a glass of warm water and noticed the book sitting on the bar. Thinking back to Seraphina’s unusually intense passion the night before, he picked it up and flipped through it casually. He wanted to see what kind of story had made his wife initiate things. The book did have its fair share of steamy scenes, but it leaned more literary than sleazy. Still, the level of heat was enough to make a girl like Seraphina blush. As he kept flipping through, something didn’t feel right. This story wasn’t what he’d assumed. Seraphina had said it was about a couple trying to divorce but couldn’t. Ryan thought they were married to each other—but turns out they were each married to someone

His cry of pain and surprise had barely faded when the next blow landed followed by another and another until his butt was on fire and the air was full of his cries and curses. However loud the protests were, Caspian's c**k was growing harder with every strike. Olivia rained blows on him harder and faster, escalating to a frenzied pace. His c**k ground into her thighs that she subconsciously placed close together, enveloping his growing c**k. He ground into her thighs, fucking the space between them with equal enthusiasm and he bucked in perfect synchronization with the rhythm as she landed the belt time and again against his throbbing cheeks. He cried and whimpered and thrashed with every s

The double penetration, the fullness in my mouth and cunt, the way they moved together, it was intense. I was dripping and soaked and my own arousal leaked down my thighs. Devon pulled out, his cock glistening with my spit. He leaned forward, pushing my dress down to bare my breasts. “Now for these,” he said, and his mouth closed over one nipple, sucking hard as his teeth grazed the sensitive peak. I cried out, the sound muffled against nothing. Hans seized the moment and kissed me. I kissed him back, drawing his lower lip between mine as he bit gently into my upper lip. The sensation doubled. Mitch fucking my cunt, Devon sucking my tits and Hans kissing me.

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

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.)

Gelo has never made you feel this way, which is reasonable since you never loved him in the first place. but Genesis right in front of you, staring at you like you are an expensive gem to him just made you feel some other type of the way—just a single touch can make your organs explode. Gelo notices your nervousness, so he brings his face close to your neck—his lips biting your skin, which made your bare blossoms hardened. his arms still wrapped around your waist, his hands traveling your bareback. you never felt like this before...is this what you call affection? is this the feeling that you needed?