Novel & Cerita Trashiest Romance Novels

He was gone, but the shadow of him remained, dark and suffocating. For a moment, the fading scent of his cologne transported me back to the terrace at the Harrington estate, the night sky scattered with stars, his lips tasting of expensive champagne as he kissed me for the first time. “You’re extraordinary, Georgia,” he’d whispered against my mouth. The memory shattered with the metallic click of the lock sliding into place, fragments of that woman—that Georgia—scattering like broken glass.

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.

His eyes dropped to where his thick c*ck was stretching me open. “Look at that… taking every inch like a greedy little slut.” He slammed back in, so deep my vision whited out. I wrapped my legs around his waist, nails digging into his shoulders through his shirt as we f*cked like an!mas, raw, sweaty, and messy. My second orgasm hit even harder. I screamed his name, pussy spasming wildly around him. Roman cursed, thrusting through my clenching walls before he suddenly pulled out and came all over my stomach and t!ts, thick ropes of hot cum painting my skin.

She asked and quickly added, "Wait, wait, let me guess." "Okay?" "Thriller and mystery novels?" She asked, hoping that she got it since that was the genre most guys loved to read. "Or maybe fantasy novels," she added. "None of the above," he said and chuckled. "I read pure romance and romance only." "What the…" Autumn was surprised to hear that. She never imagined that someone like him would love romance novels. "Yup. Romance novels that have slutty scenes." He added. The realization then hit Autumn. It wasn't romance he loved, it was sex and slutty stuff he loved. "Pervert," she muttered, making him chuckle.

Zack's news of a unique club makes his twin sister curious. When Zack whispers to his twin sister, Zoe, about a clandestine club steeped in taboo pleasures, a forbidden spark ignites her curiosity. The club promises raw, transformative ecstasy, where desires are sculpted and boundaries dissolve. As Zoe immerses herself in its sultry rituals, the line between her and Zack blurs, their sibling bond twisting into something dangerously intimate. In a haze of lust and forbidden connection, they explore a world that molds their deepest urges, claiming each other in ways that defy all norms.

] 4|Evan ~ CEO/Billionaire Romance [Devin’s spin-off, but it can be read as standalone] 5|Falling For My Husband ~ Mafia Romance 6| A Game With No Rules ~ Mafia Romance 7| HellBound: The Last Tribute ~ Fantasy/Mystery Romance Lastly, this novel is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. Don't forget to follow me on lnstagram Castiel.Lj. xx 12.19.21

Not the first-edition, obscure ones she collected. To his constant amusement, her guilty little pleasure was binge-reading supernatural romance stories. Real trash—about werewolves, ghosts, vampires and the like. Books that were shockingly racy and nevertheless a total waste of paper and ink. She bought them online, so that even her husband didn’t know, and disposed of them discreetly in a public trash on her way to work once she’d finished them a scant few hours later. Of course, Duke had also read them.

Camila hated it immediately. The living room looked modern and elegant with warm lighting, massive paintings hanging on the walls, and glass windows overlooking the city. Everything screamed money. Not the loud flashy kind. Old money. Quiet luxury. Mateo had lied too. Or maybe Lucas lied about him. At this point, she no longer knew what was real. Camila dropped onto the edge of the bed in the guest room heavily. Exhaustion crashed into her fully now. But sleep was impossible. Her mind kept replaying everything.

"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

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”