What Is A Closed Door Romance Novels & Stories

Writes romance fiction from YA to adult, contemporary to fantasy. Most Kage stories lean more toward the lighter, sillier side with a couple meaningful moments thrown in. Focuses more on entertainment value and emotional impact. Lives with hubby, two daughters, cat Holly, and nine cuckoo clocks in southeast Kansas, USA. Farm girl. Parents were dairy farmers. Was youngest of eight. Big family. Day job as a library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can't decide). Justice League

She smiled as she was excited walking just to see her boyfriend. But a moment, Loki was startled and her belongings fell on the ground. Loki quickly slapped the woman and said "Why are you flirting him? ". "Flirting him? What do you mean?" I've had him for a long time since 3yrs " confidently said by a woman. "3yrs?!" "Is that true, Jen?" Loki asked with a hoarse voice. Nao’s heard their arguments and quarrel at the department store. But he didn’t mind to get there because he didn’t want to get in trouble with her relationship issues.

“You injured me but you’ve also sent me home so that evens things up. I’m not grateful to you. See you. Actually, no. See you never!” There was an evident coldness in her voice. She shut the door behind her and limped toward the bedroom. A heavy feeling weighed on his chest as he looked at the closed door. Christina heard the creaking of floorboards downstairs as soon as she laid down on the bed. The corners of her lips twitched into a sardonic smile as the noise faded away. Then, she felt relieved. If she had already decided to let go, she should not entertain high hopes that he would still guard by the door through the night, just like the old times.

BEST FRIENDS BECOME LOVERS PT 6 The library study room door locked with a quiet click. Emery’s back met the wall beside the narrow table. Ronan was already on him, mouth hard, hands working the button of his jeans open. The room was small, glass panel in the door covered only by a half-drawn blind. Footsteps and low voices moved past in the hallway every few minutes.

“Roman…” He kissed me again, softer this time, his thumb brushing a tear I hadn’t realized had fallen. “Don’t cry, Lena. I’ll fight for you. For both of you.” I nodded, swallowing hard, trying to believe in the promise woven into his words. But even as warmth filled me, unease crept at the edges of my thoughts. Because as perfect as this room was, as beautiful as this moment felt, I couldn’t shake the chill running down my spine when I noticed the door wasn’t fully closed.

To the far left was a closed door which she presumed was the bathroom. She assumed it was the same for the few other doors they had passed by. With the department names written prominently, it was clear what it was. She wanted to make fun of Brenden for the simple coffee maker they had up there, but his lips were on hers before she could form the words. She was pushed backwards until she hit the closed door, his knees hot and heavy and delicious. “I fucking missed you,” he breathed against her, his hands trailing fire over her body. She had learned to expect a good time whenever Dr. Warren cursed. Her purse was thrown on the floor and forgotten.

By sunset, that ache had turned into a throbbing, dripping need. No boyfriend. No rules. Just seven days to be a greedy, horny slut. I grabbed the resort tablet and opened the Concierge app. Private Companions. I selected exactly what I wanted: Male. Very tall. Extremely muscular. Hung like a fucking horse. Expert tongue and stamina. No limits. One night. I hit submit, already soaked. Thirty minutes later, a firm knock sounded at the door. I opened it and felt my pussy clench at the sight of him.

she cussed loudly, the haze of pleasure clearing off her as she jumped to her feet and straightened her hair. That same moment, the door swung open and Reid came in. WARNING PS: This story is going to take a different turn from here. It's a forbidden romance story which means that the scenes will be unhinged. The main characters are morally grey who have the hots for each other. If you are interested in a vanilla romance story where both the main leads are prim and proper then this book is not for you. But, if you don't care about decency and morality and you just want the steamy, hot and memorable sex scenes with plot twists and conflicts then read on, sit tight and enjoy the ride.

I carefully withdrew my hand, feeling my heart thumping loudly in my chest. I had been living alone on the third floor of this old apartment complex. Almost everyone else in the block had already left, and I was one of the last few people to still be living here, and it was all because of this door. After having my place robbed a few years ago, I spent a fortune having this military-grade steel security door installed. If my boyfriend, Valerio Petrucci, really brought those debt collectors with him, then I was never going to open the door for them at all. However, I had no way of confirming whether what the comments were saying was true.

He thought that the woman is just pretending to be innocent and cute to get his attention, but it turns out that she really is clueless about the party. “Do you want me to explain it to you?” Darrem asked the obvious question. Serene nodded. “Yes, please.” Darrem smiled a bit, his dimples showing, but the light was a bit dim now so it was hard to see. He really liked the way she say please to him. “The whole Casa Roma used a card door lock system. That ticket that cost 2000 bucks has two access, one on the party, and another to the hotel room. You need to swipe the ticket on the card reader to register your ticket and to open doors. Casa Roma is not really a hotel but a semi-motel, because t