Victorian Romance Books Novels & Stories

“Moraine, are you—” I couldn’t stop myself, I pounced on the demon straddling his waist, my arms wrapping around his neck as I pressed my burning body desperately against his. My tongue traced the strong column of his throat, tasting the dark, smoky power beneath his skin. He smelled like sin and smoke and something dangerously addictive. Brayden groaned, his hands instinctively gripping my ass to hold me up. “Fuck… little vampire…” The bedroom door opened. Kylian walked in and stopped, silver eyes widening slightly at the sight of me grinding desperately against Brayden, licking and sucking at his neck like a woman possessed.

Her fake smile was so evident, she couldn't pretend to be okay, but over the months she had improved. 'Dad certainly won't know any peace with his new wife.' "Ana, how are preparing for your exams?" I asked Ana with my brows furrowed, ready to eat her up is she dared to say she hasn't read it a thing. Ana focused more on the web looking for new means to make money. I've often told her to concentrate on her studies first a die in the internet after she graduates. "I've read all my books, bug I'm still going to reverse." She said giving me a sternly look.

#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

🌹 Victoria 🌹 Victoria Fontaine stood in the dimly lit war room of her private estate, the scent of expensive bourbon and aged leather filling the air. The walls, lined with bookshelves and surveillance monitors, cast eerie flickers of light against her sharp, composed features. Despite the chaos unraveling outside, she remained poised. The world was beginning to turn against her, but she had not built an empire on panic. She had built it on control.

When he turns his hand just slightly, I catch the engraving. Dot. My vision swims. Something in my chest gives, sharp and unexpected. I thought this whole sham of a marriage would drag Victor back to the surface, that it would feel like reopening an old wound. He was the man I once thought was mine. Even if our marriage had been nothing but smoke and mirrors, even more hollow than the contract I signed in Damien’s car. But every time I look at Damien, all I can think about is how different this feels. This pull. This heat. This want that sits low and constant, too much and somehow never enough. It makes the childish, desperate love I once had for Victor feel small. Embarrassing.

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW. Lucien takes hold of my hand as he leads me into his house. His mansion is nothing short of a palace, as the gold chandeliers are lit up intricately, beautifying the Victorian-style house. I barely have time to admire the intricate design of the house because Lucien pulls me up the stairs and into his room. Walking in, I hear the soft click of the door as Lucien shuts it behind me. "Finally." He whispers heatedly behind me as he wraps his hands around my hips. His spicy cologne hits my senses as I lean into him with a sigh. Sniffing my hair, he kisses a line up my neck, as his hands caress my body through my clothes.

It was scorching like a flame and if auras could be tasted, hers would definitely be bitter. I shuddered, walking over to the first aisle to check it out. The first book that caught my attention was Blood, Pawns and Obsession. It was a dark romance by Rylie Martin. I had one of my projects on hold because I wanted to read this book and get into the head of the psychotic male lead, so I would understand him better and be able to execute my plotline to my taste. The grin on my face unconsciously widened, and I brought the book to my nose, sniffing it in.

The unexpected rush of adrenaline had completely taken over Alex's mind. He hadn't touched a woman for decades after Keira's death, but since seeing Victoria, the desire had returned. Whether his romance with Victoria was based on the fact that Victoria's face was exactly the same as Keira's, Alex didn't really care at the moment. His mind was too foggy to see the right answer at the moment. It's true what they say, lust can destroy all logic. Even Alexander Thornfield had to admit defeat in the face of his love for Victoria and his passionate desire to make her his own.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams 5)Mary Redferne PS this book is set up in the 1960s Mary Redferne I was in the car, tapping my foot restlessly as the driver drove inside the gates of a mansion of the guy I was about to marry in a few months. Yeah I know, crazy! I never thought that I’d settle for an arrange marriage

But Arabella’s heart had already begun beating far too quickly. A breeze moved softly through the marketplace between them. Neither spoke for several moments. Then Edwin finally gestured toward the bookstore. “Do you enjoy reading?” “Yes.” “What sort of books?” Arabella hesitated. “Poetry mostly.” One dark brow lifted slightly. “Romantic poetry?” Her cheeks warmed instantly. “Sometimes.” Edwin looked dangerously amused again. “You continue to surprise me, Lady Arabella.” “And you continue mocking me.” “Only because you blush so beautifully.” The words escaped him so naturally that both of them froze afterward.