Top Ten Romance Novels 2015

This story is about love. Not the lovey dovey type you see in the movies. This is the toxic type. The unhealthy and obsessive type of love. The one you can’t let go of no matter how hard you try. Because when she loves, she loves with a passion that borders the line of death and destruction. The type of love she lives and breathes for. His love pushes all boundaries, usually the bad ones. He would kill anyone who touches her. That love that consumes their souls each time they touch, feeling their bodies break as they crave for one another more and more like a drug an addict cannot resist. How far are they willing to go to keep to each other?

Two months after I died, it finally occurred to my parents that they'd forgotten to bring me back from their trip. My father scowled in frustration. "She was supposed to walk back herself. Does she really need to make such a big deal out of it?" My brother, ever smug, opened our chat and sent an emoji, along with a message. [You'd better die out there. That way, Scarlett and I will split Grandma's inheritance.] He received no reply. With a frosty expression, my mother said, "Tell her if she shows up for her grandmother's birthday on time, I'll let the whole pushing-Scarlett-into-the-water thing go." They never believed I hadn't made it out of those woods. After digging six feet into the ground, they finally found my bones deep in the forest.

On the fifth year of their marriage, finding the vitamin C her husband bought tasted too bitter, Jeanne Dotson went to the hospital with the bottle. The doctor took one look and frowned. "This isn't vitamin C." "I-I'm sorry, Doctor?" "I could say it a dozen times and it'd still be the same," the doctor replied, pointing at the bottle. "This is Mifepristone. Taking too much of it doesn't just cause infertility—it can do serious harm to your body." Jeanne felt a lump stuck in her throat, and her fingers turned pale from clenching the bottle. "That's impossible. My husband got this for me. His name is Darren Walsh—he's a doctor here too." The doctor looked up at her, his expression turning strange, tinged with something she couldn't quite read. After a pause, he gave a small smile. "Miss, you might want to visit the psych ward instead. We all know Dr. Walsh's wife—she gave birth just two months ago. Don't let your imagination run wild, all right? There's no point."

Elsa is a werewolf with alpha blood separated from her pack after years of war. Her inability to shift from a childhood trauma causes the other werewolves to segregate her, believing her to be a human. Unable to shift to her wolf form until she is almost at capture point after a raid. Damian has a soft spot for her, helping her all the years they have known each other. Protecting her from both their attacks and human, but she is yet to realize her feeling for him with her wolf locked deep within her. Things only take an unlikely turn when they catch the eye of a harsh alpha’s beta, Caspian, who wants them to join his alpha’s pack. Their refusal fuels his hate for them, more when he loses his men trying to fight them. Does things get worse for Elsa when everyone realizes she is a Luna in the making, or Caspian failure bodes more than just the tip of a few men dying?

Greer was never meant to exist. Hybrids like her are executed at birth, erased before they can become a problem. Smuggled out of the pack as a newborn, Greer grows up human, unaware of what she is or what will happen when her wolf awakens. Until she meets the Alpha. Rurik knows exactly what she is the moment he scents her. A contamination. A death sentence. A mistake that should have been corrected decades ago. Her first heat is not pleasure. It’s a biological catastrophe. One that nearly kills her. One Rurik knows cannot be soothed, only endured. When the pack comes to finish what should have been done at her birth, Rurik stops the blade with three words. She survived him. Claimed instead of executed, Greer learns the truth too late. Rurik didn’t save her because she deserves to live. He saved her because she might survive his heat. And if she doesn’t, the sentence will still be carried out. By him. Dark paranormal erotica. Explicit. Dangerous. Consent under biological pressure. Survival not guaranteed.

The day I win a brand-new BMW, I suddenly receive a call from myself, ten years in the future. "Kieran will ask to borrow your car in a bit. And whatever you do, do not lend it to him. He intends to use it to pay off his gambling debt." Even with such an impossibility happening to me, I do not doubt a thing. When Kieran asks for my keys, I shut him down at once. That very night, he drives his old beater car to visit our parents. Along the way, he loses control of the car and collides with another vehicle. Just like that, he slips into a coma. The guilt hit me so hard that I eventually pass out. Mom and Dad stay by my side day and night until I can stand on my own two feet again. But the future version of me sounds cold when she calls again. "They only want to push you onto an operating table. They want your heart to save him!" Growing suspicious, I check their bags and find a donor report. Rage burns through me. I immediately block them on all platforms and throw them out of my home. When news that Kieran dies from blood loss arrives, I learn that they only ever needed my blood—not my heart. I try to find them to tell them the truth and apologize for my mistake. But the mysterious phone rings again. "They hate you because Kieran died. If you go to them now, they will drag you into a suicide pact." I freeze at the revelation, then tell my future myself that I will wait until they calm down. Later, I learn that a thief breaks into their home and kills them. I try to rush over and see them one last time, but a truck hits me and kills me on the spot. I die without ever understanding why the version of me from ten years in the future wanted me dead. When I open my eyes again, I am back on the day I won the prize.

It’s the unexpected that changes our lives. They say, Always expect the Unexpected, because the best thing happen Unexpectedly. Altalune Mizuki Starrin met Beauden Zypher Heisenix unexpectedly. That unexpected changed their lives, the last year of their college lives became more meaningful because of each other. Their relationship is full of understanding, you can say. It is a perfect relationship. Who would have thought that destiny would test them? Beauden got into an accident and forget all the memories he had with Altalune. ‘Mind can forget memories, but the heart can’t.’ Altalune used to believe this phrase before, not until she experienced being forgotten by someone she loves the most. Will Beauden still remember her? Or fate would continue to test their relationship?

"Help, please don't forget." Long ago, in the times of kings and queens. There was a school built inside a king's castle. It was made to educate the most intelligent children of the whole land. A girl named Kathleen gets an invitation to this school. This school was very secretive, with many rules. But the one main rule, not ever to be broken, never to disturb the King. Levi, King of the northern lands, lives a very lonely life. With only his brother to speak to. He has one massive secret-keeping him from the outside world. In order to maintain the high ranking of his kingdom and to cure this lonely feeling he can't help, he builds a school right in his large castle. With his own wing, just for himself. When Kathleen gets invited it was mainly for her musical talent. Being amazing at the Chello. But being that curious person she is she seeks into the King's wing. Knocking his large bedroom door. When the King opens she's presented with the most beautiful man she's ever come across. Then spending every night together after that. Being enchanted by each other. But with her grades dropping she's starts getting swamped with work. They start drifting apart. One year before her graduation she starts getting dreams about her time with the King. She starts investigating, uncovering memories, confronting the King about them. Will she be able to handle her school work, fall in love with the King once more. Will Kathleen be able to handle discovering all these secrets of the king, herself, and the kingdom or will it be too much? Will she leave it all behind? *Clean* ---------------------------

My younger sister, Mindy Sampson, has a rare blood condition. She needs regular blood transfusions and a bone marrow transplant. My husband, Ian Huffman, and I are matches. My mother says we should draw lots. Whoever draws the short stick will become Mindy's blood donor. In the next five years, I am always the one who draws the short stick. Because of constant blood draws and bone marrow extractions, my body breaks down. Before I die, I stumble upon Ian holding Mindy and saying, "Cindy is so stupid. There are only short sticks in the container. Every time, we let her draw first. How could she ever get a long one? "She is going to die without ever knowing you are not sick at all. Once she dies and we get the insurance money, we can travel the world." When I open my eyes again, I am back in the fifth year after Mindy is diagnosed. I look at the container of sticks on the table and smile. Then, I look at Ian and say, "This time, you draw first."

Alta Rodriguez's one goal in life is pretty simple; to survive. Which is why, to achieve said goal, she's landed herself in one of the most affluent stripclubs in Prescott, Arizona. Where she meets him. Lorenzo Vitale. Controlling, demanding, intense. The self made billionaire rocks her world until she's left questioning herself in regards to his dark desires. After one insanely passionate night with him, Alta finds herself back in her destitute world, never to see him again. But fate works to bring them back together, and also to test their bond. Would it hold up against Alta's dark past? Would it survive under the strain of conflicts both internal and external? Warning: Mature content. Suitable for readers above the ages of 18.