Novel & Cerita Steamy Fake Dating Romance Books

“Of course I do, I preferably love the enemies-to-lovers trope; it had to be one of my favorites. I’ve read the Off-campus series and am in the progress of reading the Briar – U series.” “So you’ve read the mistake?” she questioned raising her eyebrows. “Where Grace had faked her pleasure to Logan and it destroyed his ego, inevitably.” I laughed; it was a funny book. “And the rest-“ “The risk? The fake dating between Brenna and Jake. Yeah, there’s had the cutest romance; after Garett and Hannah. Always will be number one in my books.” “Stop following me, Jax.” “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulm

“Plus, Damien will probably ‘loan’ you his jet whenever you miss Rafe too much.” “You say that like it’s normal.” “In your life? It kind of is.” I roll my eyes, but she’s not wrong. A few months ago, I signed up for a dating website where men would pay me to pretend to be their girlfriend. Now, I have four incredible and very real boyfriends. They’re all completely different, all completely perfect in their own ways, and somehow, they’re all mine. It still doesn’t make sense. My phone buzzes with a text, and my stomach flips like I’m seventeen again.

He questioned, amusement shining through his tone. “Damn right!” “We may have to agree to disagree on that, so I think a different story may be better.” He suggested, and I nodded, closing my eyes once again. “You got any ideas? You went on more dates than me.” He wasn’t wrong. I had been invited on my fair share of dates during my time in college. But, little did Zaine known that most of them I had turned down. And the few I did actually go on had been nothing but disasters. Some were serious fails. Definitely nothing you would base a relationship story upon. But, luckily for him, I had watched so many chick-flicks, and read many a romance novel over the years…

I'm Olivia, I sat at the elegant table surrounded by soft candlelight. Before me, an exquisite dinner set awaited: Seared Scallops, Creamy Lobster Bisque, Grilled Filet Mignon with Truffle Mashed Potatoes, and Crème Brûlée, paired with a glass of Cabernet Sauvignon. The aromas teased my senses, heightening my anticipation. Fake life was more interesting than I ever imagined, and I hoped that Mark, my stingy boyfriend won't fail to send the money before that assertive waitress of a girl came with the exorbitant bill.

Three years of her life had just been bought off in less than thirty seconds, and her boyfriend hadn't even hesitated to abandon her for a piece of paper. "I told you he didn't deserve you," Roman murmured, his voice a low, dark purr against her neck. He didn't give her time to process the abandonment. The moment Liam left, the atmosphere in the sitting room turned completely steamy and heavy. Roman's hands instantly moved back up her thighs, tearing her underwear to the side with a fierce, impatient rip. He lifted her slightly, adjusting her placement on his lap, and guided his thick, rigid length straight into her slick warmth in one deep, sudden thrust.

When I was done, I headed for my office, shutting the door behind me. Walking to my desk, my hands shook as I pulled the bottom drawer open. In it, several worn paperbacks of my secret stash were laid out. With titles like- CLAIMED BY THE PACK, BRED BY THE BEAST AND TAKEN WITHOUT MERCY. I grabbed Taken Without Mercy, the cover showcasing a naked curvy woman with a fucked out pussy, big tits and two guys by her side with huge mighty cocks. I slid onto my chair, the urge to resist failing me. It's being months and I told myself I'd stop, but the ache in me needed to be satisfied.

* My mind floods with filthy images of Damien above me in bed, growling low in my ear as he pounds into me, his dick swelling, teeth grazing my neck, claiming me as his Omega while I scream his name and beg for mercy. I’m so turned on I can barely stand. My thighs are slippery. My clit is throbbing. I’m seconds away from excusing myself to the bathroom just so I can rub one out. Mia grins and grabs my arm. “Come on, let’s get you a drink before you melt. You look like you need one.” As she pulls me toward the bar, I feel Damien’s heavy gaze on my body fighting for control. This cruise hasn’t even properly started yet, and I’m already drowning in lust.

Wet And Ready For My Stepdaddy 6 The rest of the day passed in a haze of stolen touches and heated glances. After the emotional intensity in the shower, Dean and I couldn’t keep our hands off each other. We fucked again on the couch, slow and deep while some forgotten movie played in the background. Then once more in the laundry room when I went to throw our cum-stained sheets in the washer. Each time he filled me, whispering filthy praises and soft reassurances that made my heart ache just as much as my body throbbed.

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In my hands was a book. A werewolf novel. Fake Dating My Ex Alpha Mate’s Rival Biker Stepbrother. The title alone would have made me laugh a few weeks ago. It was written by N-Victory, an author whose stories I had loved for years. I had found the book that morning in the small library room downstairs and had been hooked ever since the doctor left. My eyes moved across the pages quickly. The characters were dramatic. Emotional. Chaotic. Exactly the kind of romance stories I used to devour without thinking. But not as dark as the ones I used to love.