Slow Burn Historical Romance Books Novels & Stories

That night, was the start of something fantastic. That night, I welcomed the best thing that ever happened to me. Or at least that's what I thought, until I met him... Natalie and Kane's story will continue in ‘In Flames’

She had received no calls and messages, so she thought that the spark between them was fading away, but she just had to run into him while on a business trip with Kieran! Carol looked away and pretended to not have seen Titus, but she could still hear the people talking about him. “Titus is so handsome. I really want to sleep with him…” “You’re so fickle. Just a second ago, you said you really liked that other guy, but now, you want to sleep with an ice block. You might end up turning into a popsicle the moment you touch him.” The first woman just said longingly, “Don’t you know that men who appear cold just look like they’re stoic but are actually very passionate people? They’re kinky in be

Paige Colin’s words scared me. I felt like he was planning to run from me, much like I’ve been doing to him. I was sure that he would leave my room and go back to his girls in Aurora Flame. I heard stories about Aurora Flame girls. The Alpha gets his pick of them. Most of those stories were probably about his father, Charles. Colin tosses me on my bed and climbs in to wrap his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. His touch sends shockwaves through my skin. What the hell is wrong with me? My body craves his. Why am I keeping myself at arm's length? I know Colin isn’t Cory. Cory’s touch didn’t even turn me on, which is why we did nothing more than fool around. Colin only has to look at me

I hope to touch base with you on social media soon! About the Author Multi-genre author of Victorian maritime romance/family saga, Heiresses in Love, and 18 other books. Marie Lavender lives in the Midwest with her family and two cats. She has been writing for a little over twenty-five years, with more works in progress than she can count on two hands. Since 2010, Marie has published 21 books in the genres of historical romance, contemporary romance, romantic comedy, romantic suspense, paranormal romance, dramatic fiction, fantasy, science fiction, mystery/thriller, literary fiction and poetry.

I’ve got more stories coming your way, full of fire, feels, and unforgettable love. Currently, I have two other exclusive books on GoodNovel you can dive into right now: 🐺 The Bane and The Alpha Beast – A fated-mate, enemies-to-lovers paranormal romance packed with secrets, slow-burn tension, and devastating desire. 🏍️ Claimed By The Biker King – A gritty, dangerous, and deliciously twisted MC romance where love rides right alongside revenge. Make sure to add them to your library and stay tuned—this ride is far from over.

He’s so hard the skin feels fever-hot, like velvet over steel. I stroke once, slow from base to tip, thumb circling the slit where precum beads. He jerks in my grip, hips snapping forward involuntarily. “Fuck, Belle” The way he says my name, half curse, half prayer, sends heat flooding through me. I lean forward, press an open-mouthed kiss to the head. Just a taste. Salt and heat and him. His hand flies to my hair, fingers threading tight, not pulling yet, just holding on like he might fall apart if he lets go.

“Yeah… just go slow at first.” He kissed me deep and started moving. Very slow thrusts at the beginning. Every time he pulled back and pushed in again, the pain got less and less. Soon the burn turned into something hotter. Something I wanted more of. Arik started moving for real. He pulled back slow, then pushed back in deeper. The first few thrusts still burned, but every time he sank inside me it felt better. Fuller. Hotter. “Fuck… James,” he groaned, voice rough. “Your hole is gripping me so tight. So fucking good.”

💦Eternal Claim💦 Isabella stepped closer, her crimson hair glowing like blood under the moonlight. Her eyes burned with possessive fury as they raked over my naked body, still marked with Lucian’s cum and bite marks. “So this is your new toy,” she purred, voice like poisoned honey. “A warm, fragile little mortal. How quaint.” Lucian’s arms tightened around me like steel bands. His cock was still half-hard against my ass, slick with our combined fluids. “Leave, Isabella. She is under my protection.”

“If it’s the one person who makes your heart race and your blood feel like it’s on fire, then yes. Common sense doesn’t stand much of a chance.” “But what if that person is the worst possible choice?” I asked. “What if he doesn’t respect her, doesn’t love her back, treats her like crap?” “Why are you so worked up?” She snatched the book out of my hands and glanced at the cover. Then she snorted. “Oh. I get it now. You’ve been reading again. A historical romance? Honestly, that’s still an improvement over those creepy occult books you used to read. What, you didn’t like the hero?”