The Selfish Romance Novel Novels & Stories

My dad has been living with a stranger. Who knows what the hell they were discussing in that stupid place? “When did she change to a monster?” I kept soliloquizing. My hand place on my face. I walked out of the room because I needed to be alone. My body was burning like wildfire is all over me. What kind of game is she playing? What will she gain from all these? I know she is greedy, selfish. That's why I don't want to marry that girl she brought to me. Even if I didn't see Rosa before her, I wouldn't have married that girl.

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"I got her. She believed me. Wow. I can't wait to scorn and taunt her after Callen is done fucking and dumping her. She is so timid and clueless to think anyone, especially someone like the alpha prince, would accept a dirty pig like her as a mate. Foolish girl!' A sharp gasp slipped my lips as I slapped my mouth shut, breathing heavily at the realization of what was actually happening. Oh my goodness.. "I almost fell into the trap of giving my virginity to the same man that would crush me to pieces. His plan was to fuck and dump me!" I breathed shakily, swallowing hard as I began sweating already. "Fuck it!" My wolf cursed, growling in anger and pain. I hissed and took my bath without being

But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand. I have a dangerously high libido and I’m NEVER sexually satisfied. And because of that, every relationship I’ve had seems to end the same way. The first one called me “too intense.” He said I made him feel like he was always trying to keep up with something he couldn’t understand. We lasted two weeks after having a threesome with his crazy elder brothers. Even then, it felt like I’d just started. They didn’t satisfy me at all—sexually or otherwise. I barely even came.

Until recently. Alexei. The most fractured one of us. Although his wife mended his wounds. He even cracked a smile occasionally. If he could heal, then so could I. Right? Then why did I feel so hopeless? “Are you ready?” I raised a brow, my lips curving into a bitter smile. “Am I ready to bury my husband’s non-existent body?” My lungs felt tight. My voice sounded acidic. I resented his happiness. I resented Vasili’s happiness. I fucking resented everyone. “Sure, I was born ready for it. I am a Nikolaev after all.”

"Back to your question, did you say it doesn't matter because you love her?" "Yeah. Does it?" Damon asked with his brows raised up in question. "Of course, it does." Rhett said. "It's not called love but self interest, or should I say selfishness? It's far from love." "It's not, okay? Stop sprouting nonsense when you know nothing about what I'm saying." Damon was adamant, he doesn't want to adhere to Rhett's conclusion. How dare Rhett say he is selfish? Damon fumed with in himself, trying to hold back his anger that was threatening to burst out. It will do none of them no good if it does.

It made them in an intimate position as she was in his arms’ reach and so close to him. “Baby, no need to be jealous of her. In my heart, you’re the only one.” She blushed again to hear that. She was relieved to know it, but she didn’t understand herself either as she didn’t love him, yet she didn’t want him to be with anyone else. After thinking about it, she realized she was being selfish and possessive of him. So she muttered, “It needs to be stopped.” “What do you say?” She raised her head and shook her head. “Nothing! Just talk to myself.”

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

About the Author Clare Felix writes MM Romance and BL fiction about men who are complicated in specific and recognisable ways, and about the people who love them anyway. Clare Felix is interested in the redemption arc when it costs something real, in the billionaire trope when the money is not the point, in forced proximity when the forcing produces something neither character planned, and in second chances when the change required to deserve the second chance is genuine and visible and hard. The Billionaire's Regret Clause is Clare Felix's debut novel. The next one is already underway — a different kind of clause, a different kind of waiting, the same fundamental question: what does it take

Now he’s insulted me. I feel stupid and used and naive as hell. I really hate feeling that way. His hurtful words have put me on the offensive and I am so going to take him down a notch or two. “Yes, I know exactly what you mean. You think you’re the only one who likes to have a good time, no strings attached? Hellion? You’re the only one who likes to party? Well, sorry to disappoint you, but you’re not. And you might be cute, but you’re not marriage material, okay? That’s why I said yes when you asked me out. All I wanted was a fucking good time and now you’re turning it into something stupid.”