Trashy Romance Novel Excerpts Novels & Stories

“That’s not even the craziest part. Someone saw Marcus Reed leaving his office late last night with his shirt untucked. They say she’s taking both of them. Maybe even more. The new girl is basically the company whore.” “They say she even smells like sex every time someone passes beside her. Ewww,” the first woman added. My face burned with humiliation. I clutched my bag tighter and quickly walked toward the elevator before they could notice me. My legs were still shaky from everything Damien had done to me just minutes ago. His thick cum was still slowly leaking down my inner thighs as I moved. The ride down to the ground floor felt endless. Every whisper I imagined hearing made my stomach t

Somewhere in the villa, in the security room, Zade was watching that. The thought made me feel powerful. Desired. I opened the book and started reading. The novel was well-written, the kind that didn't shy away from explicit content but wove it into an actual story. A romance between a woman and her bodyguard—how apropos—with plenty of tension and heat. I read through the setup, the growing attraction, the charged moments. Then I hit the first sex scene. And despite having spent last night being thoroughly ravished, despite my body still carrying the evidence of Zade's passion—I felt my arousal building as I read.

The textbooks slid to the floor with a loud thud, but neither of us cared. He crashed his lips onto mine, and the kiss was nothing like a teacher and a student. It was hungry, arrogant, and deep. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. I didn’t care about my grades, my parents, or the pain in my side. All I wanted was the man who was currently lifting me onto his desk, his hands moving shamelessly over my body. “Forget the book,” he whispered against my neck, his teeth grazing my skin. “I think it’s time for a different kind of lesson.”

She must have exhausted herself with all that training. I moved quietly into the room, intending to just take the book so it didn’t fall and wake her. My hand closed around the spine, lifting it carefully. The cover made me pause. A shirtless man with a woman pressed against a wall, his hand tangled in her hair. The title was something generic…“Forbidden Desire” or some shit like that. It was an explicit romance novel. I almost smiled. My little sister, reading dirty books. It was kind of adorable, actually.

Trigger Warning Hello Lovely Readers, This book may contain content that might be triggering for some. It is a dark romance with degradation, BDSM that doesn’t contain consent within the dynamic (I know, not something I typically have in my book). There are many instances where consent is very dubious and there is kidnapping. Because what fun is writing dark romance without hitting those tropes? I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending.

Her eyes sparkled as she extended the glass towards me. Glaring at her with a mix of anger and frustration, I couldn't stand her misplaced confidence any longer. In a fit of fury, I forcefully knocked the glass out of her hand, the sound of it shattering against the floor echoing through the room. Without hesitation, I grabbed her chin, my grip tight and commanding. But to my disbelief, she let out a seductive triumph, her voice dripping with desire. "Come, Damien, I love my men rough," she whispered, her words making my face twitch in disgust.

I shouldn’t touch this without permission especially when the camera is watching me but Scarlet told me to feel free before she went to sleep, right? I grabbed “It Ends With Us' ' by Holllen Clover. I have read it but it’s one of my favorites novels that I don’t mind reading over and over again. I picked it up and went to sit on one of the couches in Scarlet's room, wrapping my legs on the soft furniture…I dived into my most happy place in the world ,the world of romance. This book has the same effect several bottles of alcohol would have had on me since I desperately need one right now. I just screwed up my chance of escaping and almost let my captor kiss me but atleast I discovered this

He popped the trunk of the car, inside there were around six dozen roses, blackberry chocolates, and a stuffed wine with a beautiful colored note, "Will you like to join me for dinner tonight?" A big smile itself graced my lips, undoubtedly it was beautiful and innovative. I faintly touched them and looked up just to find that grinning handsome man staring at me. "You look beautiful when you smile. Much better than from your poker expression.” He bent towards me and whispered," But even more beautiful while blushing the way you are right now." and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, a

Samantha "With ....bringing me ten cups of coffee,answering all the calls I have to take on the front desk ,going through all the old files my former assistant didn't do correctly" he finished handling me a bunch of files I didn't even realize he was holding. I stood there in shock ,what was I expecting a kiss? Those wattpad romance book have really gotten into my head. He looked at me with his piercing green eyes ,I looked down having trouble maintaining eye contact with him,moving from foot to foot.

Milady, I know you don't know me and probably will never know me or hear from me after this, but there is something you need to know. My name is Scarlet and I am a bar wench down by the taverns. Your Austin talks about you often, and I know many things about you. The reason I do is because he has slept with me time and again while he was looking for you and assumed you never wanted to see him again. He has no intention of telling you any of this for fear that you will never trust him again. I hope you get all that you deserve, milady. Scarlet