Senses Fail Bloody Romance Novels & Stories

" you don't know why but you're lost, lost in his eyes as if he is staring at your soul. it is like you are in your world with him—you didn't mind about the people entering in or the fact that you two are in one cubicle. but you didn't ignore the turmoil, you were still worried and anxious about being caught. you gritted your teeth. you were so frustrated. your devil side is battling against your angel side. you wished to feel pleasure—you want to feel what it is like to be loved yet you also want to stay the way you are right now. you disliked it. you disliked being so all over him. but you're enjoying it. you're enjoying this challenge he's offering you. one sex won't hurt...right? "fuck y

"Rena became the creature's target." Ignoring the screams of his parents, Romeo rushed to his room to get his jacket and left the house. It turned out that this was what he felt. The bad feeling that he had always brushed off all this time was bearing fruit for Rena, who fell ill. Romeo prays in his heart that all is well. By relying on his keen sense of smell, his eyes turned to the whitewashed room with the clear glass door closed tightly. He was about to open the door handle, but something stabbed him. Why does it hurt so much?

The angel blade is then pulled free and stabbed through my other thigh. The sound of guns in the distance is a dull background noise to mine and Blaze's combined pain. Darkness starts to consume us. My body grows cold. My breathing becomes shallow and erratic. My body grows more numb with each passing second. I'm dying. I can feel it. I feel just like Romeo did before he died in my arms.

Written by: Jesudamilola Abiola✍️ Genre: Erotic, trilling romance and suspense 👙Katrina POV👙💋 Suddenly, I felt a sha*p pain in my lower region Oh my Gosh! I stared down and saw blood sta*n on the bed I could feel blood flowing down my th*gh Suddenly, I realized what’s really happening Oh no! I’m not ready for this, no, no; I can’t be disvirgined just like this

Let’s see how this one ends for our girl. [And if she rejects him, he gets angry and kills people anyway. Same outcome, different flavor.] The air felt charged, hormones spiking fast. That familiar dryness hit my throat again. My eyes felt glued to his face. I couldn’t look away. I’d experienced this before. There was a dungeon once, Rose Manor. The feeling was exactly the same as when I ran into Zero and Jackson back then. The moment I lock eyes with an anomaly that fits my taste, my stupid love-struck brain starts overheating on its own.

The kitchen was filled with the sound of skin hitting skin and the ragged, animalistic gasps of two people trying to outrun the truth. ​Roman’s hands were everywhere, bruising her thighs, anchoring her to the counter as he pushed his dick into her. Vivienne wrapped her arms around his neck, her nails digging into the tattoos on his back, pulling him closer until there was no space for air, only heat. The climax hit them both like a physical blow, a shattering of the senses that left Vivienne sobbing into his shoulder as he shuddered against her. ​Ten minutes later, Vivienne stumbled back to the Lamborghini, her legs feeling like lead and her face a deep, unmistakable shade of crimson. She sl

Bianca padded softly down the stairs, still wrapped in nothing but the thin towel, damp hair clinging to her shoulders. The house was dim now, just the warm glow from the kitchen light spilling into the hallway. She was heading for a glass of water, or at least that’s what she told herself.She froze at the bottom step when she saw him. Dominic was leaning back against the counter, head tilted, one hand gripping the edge while the other moved with slow, deliberate strokes. His cock was out, thick and heavy, veins standing out as he worked himself. The scotch glass sat forgotten beside him. His jaw was tight, breathing rough, eyes half-closed, lost in whatever fantasy was playing behind them.

Even though his cum is soaking through my panties and I can feel it with every step. Even though my pussy is so swollen and stretched I can barely walk. But I don’t see Jack’s face anymore. I don’t see anything except Roman. This is what love looks like for us. Brutal and bloody and somehow still beautiful. Wrong in every way that should matter. Perfect in every way that doesn’t.