Twisted Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Like something inside him needed me close, even if he’d never say it out loud. My fingers twitched, but I didn't move. Just one more second, I told myself. One more second wrapped in the kind of warmth I’d forgotten existed. Even if it was a lie. My hands touched his chest again—hot. Not warm. Scorching. Burning up like fire was crawling beneath his skin. Something was wrong. The sky was a dull gray now, the moon fading into the veil of morning, and yet everything in me was screaming. "Adrian?" I whispered, tapping him again, harder this time.

I couldn't refuse his advances as that was the little I could do to keep him from getting angrier than he already was. "You wanted the spice didn't you?" he asked teasingly. It was quite admirable the way he didn't let his smile get altered by anything that had just happened. He seemed to be a direct opposite of Troy who was almost like a loose cannon. His hands were holding me close to his body and I just couldn't resist. My hands came hungrily on his chest as that had been on my mind ever since. I felt like I was right where I was supposed to be at that point.

the call ended. Liam arrived at Elena's home with a bouquet of white rose flowers, her favorite. He knocked and Elena opened the door looking as beautiful as always with her captivating eyes full of red lips and smooth skin. He handed her the flowers, she loved them and hugged him. Just as she continued admiring the flowers Liam went on his knees, took Elena's hand, and, staring into her eyes, asked her to be his girlfriend. Elena was at first startled and rushed to lift him on his feet. She already liked him, if there's anyone she would like to date Liam was the perfect guy. He knew her and still loved her with all her flaws. She smiled and pulled him inside, closed the door, hugged gave hi

Heartbroken, they had devoted themselves to caring for her, hoping she would recover. But one day, the girl had died of a heart attack. After that, the couple had lost their minds. Whenever they saw a young blind woman, they would lure her home and force her to live as their daughter… Until eventually, they were sent to a psychiatric hospital. But their twisted behavior caught the eye of a wealthy madman who liked to toy with people. He secretly moved them to a remote island, hired doctors, and forced innocent young women into deep hypnosis so they would believe this couple was truly their parents while simultaneously ensuring their blindness would only last a week.

Finally, He kissed me. It wasn’t gentle. It was hungry and desperate, the kind of kiss a man gives when he’s starving and doesn’t know why. He tasted of red wine and frustration. Frustration from realizing he had starved himself of intimacy for months, probably because of Olivia. I kissed back, pausing at intervals to let him believe he was devouring me, when in truth, I was consuming him. Every touch, every sigh, every tremble of his hands belonged to me. He pulled back, whispering “This is wrong.”

My arms wrapped around his neck, my fingers threading through his hair as I arched beneath him. His mouth left mine and traveled along my cheek, down to my neck. His lips were warm, his breath even warmer. When he began pressing soft kisses at the base of my neck, adding gentle bites between, my back arched into him involuntarily. Each kiss sent a tremble through me. I was trembling and wanting more.

Hе prеssеd tеndеr kissеs along thе slеndеr column of hеr throat, his touch infinitеly gеntlеr than thе brutal possеssion that had prеcеdеd it. Sarah trеmblеd in thе circlе of his еmbracе, hеr mind a roiling vortеx of conflicting еmotions. Shе had crossеd a linе tonight, had givеn hеrsеlf ovеr to tеmptations and dеsirеs that could nеvеr bе takеn back or undonе.

“Every Christmas. Every summer here. I sat there imagining bending you over the dinner table while my family talked about golf.” Heat pooled low in my belly. I hated my body for reacting. “You’re an asshole,” I whispered. “Yeah.” His hand slid down my side, bunching my dress. “And you’re soaked right now, aren’t you?” Before I could deny it, his mouth crashed into mine. The kiss was angry and hungry. Years of frustration poured into it. His tongue pushed past my lips, claiming, and I kissed him back just as hard, fingers fisting in his shirt. He groaned into my mouth and shoved his hand between my thighs, pushing my panties aside.

I tried a different approach and tried to slow the kiss down, to eventually stop whatever she wanted in the first place. I felt the tip of her tongue swiping against my bottom lip, asking to enter. She wanted to go french. Ignore it, and kiss her softer… Everything about Lara Jane lingered in my atmosphere wherever I seemed to go, furthering my certainty that not only my wolf...but my soul knew that Lara Daisy-Jane Mikaelson was it for me. Lara is it for me and Octavia wouldn’t ever be. Lara's coconut aroma would fill my senses at spontaneous moments of the day and night, magnifying my longing for her presence.

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