Stalker Romance Books Novels & Stories

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

Chapter 1 Lyra's POV I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him closer against me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending screaming for more contact. His deep groan vibrated through his chest and into mine, making everything inside me clench with desperate need. My fingers dug into his shirt as he continued kissing and sucking at my neck. He grabbed my waist, half-pulling, half-lifting me toward the bedroom. I felt more like a doll being moved than a person being carried. I knew this was wrong. I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment.

Then he pushes his cock even deeper and we both moan like animals I know this dark romance can destroy everything. It is very bad. It is disgusting. It is the worst kind of sin. But every time his thick cock slides into my wet cunt, every time he slaps my ass and calls me his dirty stepdaughter whore, every time his hot cum leaks out of me later while I sit with my family, I feel more alive than ever. The age gap, the taboo, the constant risk of getting caught — it all makes the pleasure so much stronger and dirtier

She was a mess of slick, nectar, and overwhelmed desire. The main grimoire hovered closer, pages turning slowly on their own as if showing her what it planned next. “You belong here now,”the voice whispered lovingly. “Not as archivist but as catalog and a vessel. As the library’s favorite reader. Tomorrow you will explore the deeper restricted sections. And every book you open will open you.”* Rowan whimpered softly, hips twitching as the tentacles continued their slow, possessive fucking. She knew she should be terrified.

He pushed open the locker room door, “Hated you for so long, Riley. Now I can’t stop thinking about how good your ass feels around my cock.” The words sent heat straight to my dick. We stepped into the shower area, Jax twisted the knob, and hot water sprayed down from multiple heads. Steam rose fast in the enclosed space. I stepped under the spray first, groaning as the heat hit my sore muscles. “Hate’s just foreplay with us, huh? All that shoving on the ice was basically flirting.”

And every time I sat across from Carlisle Brocandale and felt his attention move over me like light over something it has decided to illuminate, the hunger sharpened further and I told myself I would not go back and went back. By the third time, the lie dissolved. Like sugar in rain. Like every comfortable fiction eventually dissolves when exposed to enough of the thing it was constructed to avoid. I stopped naming what it was and simply went. I found him in a bookstore on Green Street, wedged between a tailor and a florist.

com Books by Autumn Dawn: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Ride The Stars Careful, He Bites Interstellar Lover Under the Bridge

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

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Lixue took the two of them to the company and the office itself. "What happened, Papa?" Shuji asked his father after entering the office. "Someone stalked you, Drick found out immediately when he followed you earlier and it's the daughter of Don Emilio, Aiya, who was your classmate in college," Raiden said to his son as he looked at Lixue. "What? Stalker? When have you been stalking me?" Shuji asked his father as he looked at Drick who was next to him.