Unhinged Romance Books Novels & Stories

I didn’t hesitate. I pulled Fifty Shades of Grey first (cliché, yes, but I needed an entry point), then The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty by Anne Rice, Story of O, a slim volume called The New Topping Book just to balance it out, and two anthologies with titles like Bound Hearts and Surrender to Me. The stack felt heavy in my arms, like contraband. I carried them to the my corner and hid them under the table. I sat down, and opened the first book.

She explains, scoffing hurtfully at the last part. Josephine lifts her gaze to Ari. "I really loved him. I was young but the love I had for him was pure so— pure enough that I even gave him a second chance. It hurt like a bitch and 6 months later after dating him again I realized that I can't be with someone who hurt me the way he did. Like they always say, you can't read the same book and expect a different ending." The corner of her eyes crinkled as she turned to look at the tv screen. "Pain is a terrible fire Jo; it either purifies or destroys but that's the dark beauty of it." Ari asserts, resting her head on the couch cushion.

I don’t know whether it was just coincidence, but somehow, they are in the family’s Hall of Shame—the unwritten list of women in our family who had tragedy or bad luck fall upon them because they disregarded this myth. And so, ever since I was young, I have been a hopeless romantic. I read all sorts of fairy tales and love stories, hoping someday one of those love stories would come true for me. That my knight in shining armor would come to rescue me, sweep me off my feet, and rush me to the altar. I intend to marry at the age of thirty, at least one year earlier so I’m sure I’m saved.

But it never really left me. Now it felt impossible to deny the way my body reacted to them, the way my thoughts unraveled the closer they got. It was as if something inside me had been waiting for this exact moment to finally give in. And I hated how much I didn't want it to stop Hans undid the button of his trousers slowly. The zipper followed, hissing in the quiet basement. I swallowed, waiting patiently to see the size of the dick I had once wondered about. When he finally freed himself, the sight made my breath catch and my eyes widen.

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The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.

Destiny closed her eyes ready for a much needed sleep when Carter kissed her again and whispered into her ear, "You are incredible." Destiny's eyes flew open. THE END. ******* NB: As stated in the synopsis, this book contains other compilation of steamy erotic stories ever written and compiled in one collection! The very idea makes your mouth water, and that delicious feeling jolts down between your legs. These stories feature all the lusty, explicit action you could ever hope for. Every Dream of yours is sure to come to life in this electric compilation of erotic shorts. Read and enjoy...

I was pretty good at it and at the urging of my then girlfriend Julie, had submitted a few to a story site named Erotic escapes where under the pen name hotforteacher I'd gotten some pretty good reviews. Most of my stories were about older women with guys my age and Miss Ross had been the inspiration for many of them. Most of my female leads had the same long dark hair, big brown eyes and perfect full lips as my favorite English teacher. Yes Miss Ross had been the nasty little cougar in my mind and in print many times over the last few months. Shit, I'd even joined her writing discussion group because it met every other Sunday at her house.

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

This was our first little secret we had, look at us go being mother and daughter. A few months had passed Christmas was coming again. Fredrick couldn’t make it home this year. I didn’t even want to celebrate. My mom got called out, I decided to leave to my boyfriend Kams. Things were still going good with us, we were working up to us being together for 6 months. The sex got better, I didn’t know at the time but I still wasn’t comfortable with him in bed. I was nervous to explore things. To try different things with us. The night finally came, Kam said he planned a romantic evening for us. I got all dressed up and waited. Finn stopped by to get something he had left in Fredricks room, he aske