Stalker Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Soon sleep came over my body and I fell in it but what astonished me was I never thought that I will ever hold someone in my arms or will ever get this much peaceful sleep. Author Pov. Damon always wanted to get married but in his life love. Affection or romance these kinds of emotions never came. He not even for once thought of falling for someone. Because for him love is useless. It's not like he has some past terrible issues but instead, he had seen relationships crumbling up like it's nothing but a mare lust. He wanted a wife not to have an affectionate relationship or romantic love story no he only wanted a woman to have an heir. And he was sure that women will never ask him for somethi

As I pushed my fingers in, I promised to myself that this night won’t end without sleeping with him. I am touching myself and trying to remember how Vin stared at me last night, and then I reached my peak when his smirk and lip bite flashed on my mind. When I’m finished touching my self. I immediately went out and trying to find Zilo the owner of this club. Why am I seeing hot guys around? Well I guess this party isn't bad at all. I am glad that i come here. "Hey" someone approached me. "Uhmm, Hi" "Hi, I'm Dexter. I approached you ' coz I saw you walking and you're not partying so I guess that we could chitchat a little you know?"

She practically fell into the first available empty seat she could find, three rows from the front, dropping her satchel to the floor with a thud. The air in the room had changed. It was charged, anticipatory. All eyes were fixed on him as he placed his coffee and bag on the lectern at the front. He didn’t need to call for silence. His presence commanded it. Scarlett’s fingers trembled as she opened her notebook. She dared not to look up. She bit her lip, trying to steady her thoughts. She had survived. Dr. Clarke began to speak, his voice filling the hall. “Today our topic is ‘Forbidden Romance’.”

WARNING: Dark Romance, Dubious Consent (Drugging/Somnophilia), Supernatural/Beast Content, Choking, Spanking, Breeding, Marking/Biting, Breaking and Entering, Strong Language, Graphic Sexual Content, Creampies, All Holes Used. The morning of the third day was different. The air in our cottage was thick with a tension I couldn't quite soothe with honeyed words. Lyra sat at the small kitchen table, her hands trembling as she held her mug. She didn't look at me. She looked at the bruises on her wrists-pale yellow rings that I had licked and kissed just hours ago.

Hello readers!!! Just before we begin, it is important to let you all know that this book is a collection of 10 amazing romance stories all by BLAZE NUKKO. The end of each story only leads to the beginning of another love journey. Here is the sequence for the collection: 1. Marrying My Best Friend's Fiancee 2. Pure Lust 3. Mr Handsome's Addiction 4. All For The Baby 5. A Virgin for His Desires 6. Claimed By The Greek Lord

I kissed her one more time and caresses her arm softly. I didn't want to know, I actually like where we are at that moment. I didn't want any complications with what we have. I know I like her to the point that I was willing to see past her issues, thinking as long as she's not a stalker then I'm good. Lighting never strikes twice in one place. I'm a famous author, but I never think of myself as too famous that I'd have another stalker lover in my life. One was enough, one was a big mistake.

Slowly, shakily, I opened my legs for him. “Please… d-don’t look,” I whispered, even though I didn’t close them again. His hand delivered a light, sharp slap to my inner thigh, making me yelp. “Why shouldn’t I stare at this perfect little pussy?” he growled. “My perfect little pussy.” His fingers stroked through my folds, spreading the slickness he found there. I moaned at the unfamiliar sensation, my body jerking under his touch. He pushed one thick finger inside me. My walls tightened around the intrusion. Then he added a second, stretching me carefully. A soft cry left my lips. I was already a mess, gripping the sheets like they could anchor me.

And the secrets Adrian left behind were punishable. “Tatiana, let’s go,” Sasha repeated. Another shuddering breath filled my lungs. Black suits slowly drifted away, taking their black hearts with them. The sea of underworld men came to pay respects. Russian. Italian. American. Canadian. Colombian. A sea of black, which I’d always been a part of. No matter how much my brothers sheltered me. My eyes flickered to my brother, seeing him through the fog of grief. It felt like I wasn’t really here. But then I was.

I wanted to heal their old wounds. That night, the hunger inside us came back with a fierce power. They did not even wait to go up to the bedroom. They took my body right there in the big, dark living room on the velvet couch. This time, the lovemaking was much slower and filled with deep emotion. They held me tightly, kissing me like I was the most precious, fragile thing in the entire world. I came many times into the quiet night, whispering Alexander and Damien’s names over and over again into the darkness.

“Wake up, Rose. It’s time to head back.” “No. Let me sleep a bit more. It’s so nice here.” “My legs are getting numb.” “You look so beautiful when you’re shy.” “Come on, Rose. If you don’t open your eyes, I’ll kiss you.” “Then kiss me.” “Please.” “Do you really want this? Out here?” “Yes. I want you. I want this.” “Please. Don’t torture me like this.”