Stalker Romance Novels Novels & Stories

A/N Thank you for your continued support. Hope you enjoyed this short, completed and simple love story. Just a feel good romance, where there aren't any villains, only misunderstandings and a lot of loving. A list of books I have written: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Alpha's Chance At Love (Werewolf Romance) A reminder that all my books are mature. I accept constructive criticism, bullying in any forms is unacceptable.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

Here is a list of my current books: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Hint of Misunderstanding (Werewolf Romance) Thank you again. Happy Readings

The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

I'm sitting between Kahlo's legs with my back to his front as I read the book he bought me. It's a cute small-town romance with vanilla sex scenes. Something I would have enjoyed when I started I started reading but now it's boring. Bland. Where is the bully that makes the female lead's life a living hell but she still ends up with him? Where is the stalker or psychopath who doesn't know the meaning of privacy and personal space? Give me unhinged. Even better if it's the female because I can relate with them. But since Kahlo bought this book for me, I don't mind reading it. Although, it would be a little better if she at least got together with both guys. We all need some toxicity in our liv

Anyway, after all my ongoing books have been completed, I've decided to focus mainly on MM romances (billionaires, mafias and maybe wolves ;)] with a little sprinkle forbidden romances and realllyyy spicy smut I'll meet you in those new worlds. Really EFFING LOVE YOU

"Because I have been following Jennie for a while, and I see the messages you two have. You wished you hadn't dated Brandon so that you could get with her. What a shame, Evan; I thought you were a good boy, tsk tsk. Now, I'm going to let you go— BUT! I will be watching you closely like a hawk watches his prey. If you tell anybody in any shape or form, then you can say bye to your life and theirs. Do you understand?" The stalker grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up. He said that this shouldn't hurt as I like this kink. Suddenly, everything went black again– what will I do?

Her long, midnight-black hair was spread across the pillow like dark silk, and her body bore the delicious evidence of their passion—faint hickeys blooming on her neck and shoulders, light handprints on her ass cheeks, and the sticky remnants of dried cum between her smooth thighs. Damien Cross woke up rock-hard, his thick morning wood pressed firmly against the soft, warm curve of her ass cheek. The sight of her like this—marked, used, and still so irresistibly tempting—sent a fresh surge of lust through him. He couldn’t resist. Moving slowly behind her, he gently spread her legs wider. Raven stirred, a sleepy, seductive smile curving her full lips even before her violet eyes opened. “Greed

I lay sprawled across my narrow dorm bed, legs spread wide, my laptop glowing softly beside me. On the screen was Professor Adrian Black’s faculty photo—the one that had ruined the Good girl in me for months. Those storm-gray eyes stared straight into me while I rubbed my clit desperately. “ Aughh Fuck… Adrian,” I moaned while I pictured him pinning me down in that low voice growling my name while he fucked me senselessly. I had first seen him in person as a guest speaker back at my former University. He had stepped onto the stage like he owned the entire room, speaking about obsession in Gothic literature with such dark intensity that I grew wet right there in my seat. That night I touched

I was looking at a stranger who'd built a house of obsession and called it love. “You're not well,” I whispered. “Stein, you need help. This isn't love. This is... this is sickness.” “Sickness?” He laughed. He reached for my face again, and I flinched hard. His hand froze in midair. “You think I'm sick? I gave you everything. I burned my entire world down to give you a clean one. I killed for you. I bled for you. I destroyed myself so you could have the perfect husband.”