Violent Romance Novels Novels & Stories

"Now go write your dark, possessive heroes. Make them hot and dangerous enough to earn that redemption arc." I laughed. "That's not how it works." "It's exactly how it works. Romance novel 101. A boy does bad things, the boy suffers, the boy grovels and the girl takes him back." She winked. "Easy." I watched her walk away, her bright hair bouncing, her laughter trailing behind her like confetti. The boy does bad things, suffers and grovels to the girl. Victor didn't strike me as the groveling type.

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The intense pressure sets the romance into a raw, loving frenzy. His other hand drifts to my tit. He squeezes the flesh. He pinches the nipple. The sting shoots straight to my core. I scream. My body trembles uncontrollably. He thrusts faster. His cock becomes an unstoppable force. The desk shakes beneath us. Papers fly to the floor in a chaotic flutter. He swells inside me. The thickness stretches me even further. My pussy pulses with wet heat. It clenches around him. He leans in. He kisses me deep. His tongue fucks my mouth. The taste of him blends coffee and pure want. The romance shines through. His love shows in every touch and every thrust. Our bodies dance in a beautiful rhythm of hea

I missed seeing his cock. Anthony climbed the bed and snatched my hand away from my center. He pinned both hands by my head and settled between my legs. I shuddered at the feeling of his warm cock nestled at my wet center. “You are a disaster,” he said and kissed me hard. I moaned and shuddered underneath him at the passionate kiss he was giving me. His kiss was bruising and hot, making me feel heated in every part of my body. He began to grind against me, rubbing his length up and down my entrance. He lathered his cock with my wetness and all I could do was moan and cry for more.

At Ava’s bra which barely contained her massive tits, Liam’s undone jeans, Ethan’s bare chest and heavy briefs. “It’s my deepest, dirtiest fantasy. I want…I want in.” Liam’s eyes darkened. He sat up, easing Ava off his lap with gentle hands. He crossed the room in two strides, stopping close enough that I smelled cedar and heat. His thumb bruId a melting snowflake from my jaw. “Then let tonight be the story you keep for yourself,” he said. “No readers. Just us.” Ava was already moving, bare feet silent. I stopped behind me, fingers tugging the hem of my sweater. “Arms up.”

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.

He kept one hand on her thigh, spreading her wider, watching intently as his cock disappeared into her soaked folds again and again. “‘…and the… marital artwork collection… valued at… two point three million...’” Her voice cracked into a long, helpless moan as he hit a particularly sensitive spot inside her. Riven didn’t slow down. He fucked her steadily, possessively, his balls slapping against her ass with every deep thrust. His free hand moved between them, rubbing her clit in firm circles. “Look at me while you read,” he ordered, voice rough with lust. “I want to see your face when you say her greedy fucking demands.”

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She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their

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