Silhouette Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I am as exciting and predictable as a loaf of sliced white bread. Anyway, back to my story. The traffic started moving, and off he went, leaving behind the lingering scent of tobacco. At work, I had trouble concentrating, and spent most of the day creating racy vignettes in my head with us as the feature characters. Let's be honest; I have a very vivid imagination. The closest I've been to a hot steamy encounter is courtesy of the pages of my endless supply of paperback romance novels. I'm not the kind of girl that attracts hot, sexy men. In fact, I've been called an ice queen by more than one guy. But when I'm in the middle of one of my books, I am sensual, daring, sarcastically humorous, a

Jillian’s mouth moved against Clara's with an absolute, desperate devotion, tasting the jasmine and the salt air, drinking in the only real thing ever found in a lifetime of illusions. As the moonlight shifted across the bed, the silk slip slid to the floor, leaving no more barriers, no more secrets, and no more contracts between them. In the quiet sanctuary of the coastal night, the aloof titan and the brilliant scholar were finally on completely equal ground—writing a story that belonged to them alone, one breathless, fiercely protected moment at a time.

But it was getting harder by the second, downstairs, Sienna had moved her lips from Nathan’s neck to his jaw, leaving a trail of kisses that made me want to scream. “I remember how good we were together,” she murmured against his skin. “How perfect we fit, don’t you remember, Nathan? Don’t you miss what we had?” Nathan’s hands were still on her wrists but he wasn’t pushing her away anymore. His eyes were closed and his breathing had gotten heavier. I could see the conflict written all over his face. And then I saw his eyes flash silver. Kael. Kael was trying to surface. Relief flooded through me for just a moment. Kael would push her away.

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

The soft click of Sienna's heels echoed through the marble lobby of Cole Enterprises as she stepped out of Damien's sleek black car. The reporters positioned outside fell silent. Cameras flashed instantly, their flashes capturing every moment of this budding fake romance that was already causing quite a stir. Sienna had dressed the part perfectly. A scarlet dress clung to her curves, endorsed by her smokey eye makeup and rich crimson lips. She exuded the aura of a woman in control- as if she hadn't just weathered a heartbreak a month ago.

“Quiet. Then I’m going to flip you over and do it again.” The tension tightened quickly. Lila bit the pillow to stay quiet as the orgasm rolled through her, pussy tightening around him in hard pulses. He kept moving through it until her legs shook, then pulled out, rolled her onto her back, and pushed back inside in one smooth motion. He hooked her knees over his elbows and folded her open. The new angle let him drive deeper. His eyes stayed fixed on her, his jaw tense. “Look at me.” She did. He fucked her harder, the headboard tapping the wall in a steady rhythm. When she came the second time her back arched off the mattress and a broken sound escaped her. Roman followed a few strokes later

AUTHOR WILL BE GENUINELY GLAD IF YOU GENTLEMEN AND LADIES COULD CHECK IT AND LEAVE YOUR PRECIOUS REVIEW ON IT. FOLLOWING IS THE SYNOPSIS OF AUTHOR'S NEW BOOK SILAS WHICH IS A WEREWOLF ROMANCE. THAT HAS STEP SIBLINGS LOVE. SILAS IS THE BOOK, WRITTEN ON THE CHARACTER THAT YOU'RE FAMILIAR WITH BY THIS "MY STEPFATHER IS MY MATE BOOK". SILAS WAS HAD A CAMEO IN THIS BOOK. SO HERE IS THE SYNOPSIS.

Authors Note Welcome to my new book, The Sapphire Queen. I hope you all love it as much as I had loved writing it. This book has a special meaning to my heart. Hope you all enjoy and Just a quick note, the first italic lines are memories and dreams. Everything is to make the story mysterious and clues. So read them so you can understand the story. This is a Mystery, Love, Hate, a bit of Erotica and Romance story. Feel free to leave comments and your support. I truly appreciate it Thanks beforehand. Your Queen salutes you, XX.

maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

It felt like fingers sliding under my skin. I swallowed hard. “I’ve never—” Say it out loud, my mind finished. Never admitted the fantasy that haunted my loneliest nights. Three bodies, no boundaries, just hands and mouths and the dizzy, filthy thrill of being the center of it all. A threesome. No, a foursome. God, I’d written about desire in every corner of the world, but I’d never let myself have it. Ava tilted her head. “Never what, Claire?” “Been part of… this.” My voice cracked. I gestured at them. At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs.