Young Adult Contemporary Romance の小説・ストーリー

"Your tracker brain is right. But your hands are actively fanning the pack fire." "Let the territory burn," I tell his chest. "I think these three volumes should do the trick." "Beginner, intermediate, and advanced mating books. Does your wolf require anything else from the archives?" he asks, his arms folding. I nod my head. "Actually, yes. My wolf desires to browse the explicit romance scrolls." "Lead the trail," he says, following my boots across the wooden floor, carrying all three massive sex texts securely in his large hands.

I am such a goner. Many women have tried toying with me, seducing me, and failed to do so. Now, I'm stuck with a twenty-five year old woman who is determined to make me crazy for her. "Of myself? I thought you wanted to take 'a man' to your hotel room, Miss Young?" I ask putting the utensils down at each side of the plate. I won't give her the satisfaction of saying her name. Not yet. She smirked at my question, before licking her lips and responding.

They must play special tricks in this age of advanced technology, increasing knowledge, and human reasoning. The four-wheeled vehicle glides smoothly, leaving behind the reflections of the city lights. Jay closes the car's roof when the fluttering of lush trees hits Ruby's open shoulders. “Want to wear my suit? You look cold.” Jay offered. Ruby's tongue held back a moan, and she shook her head. Jay should have done that a long time ago. It was discovered that this vampire rarely watched romance dramas. His days must be dull taking care of corporate vampires. Ruby leaned her head against the soft backrest. Secretly glancing at the way, Jay looked at the empty street—a gap in time where the va

Lucy tangled her fingers in Raymond’s hair, pulling him closer, wanting more of the intense sensations he was drawing from her. Raymond suddenly grabbed her hands and pinned her wrists above her head. Lucy was completely at his mercy, and the realization sent a delicious thrill through her, heightening her arousal. He moved lower, trailing kisses down her stomach, his lips branding her skin with each touch. The heat of his mouth left her aching for more, her body trembling with need. He paused for a moment, lifting his head to lock eyes with her. His gaze was dark, filled with a hunger that made Lucy’s breath catch in her throat.

But I only grinned at him, revelling in my victory. Suddenly, he attacked my neck from behind, pulling my head back by my hair. He unleashed his inner monster, biting my neck and sucking my blood with an insatiable hunger. I turned him around to face me and captured his lips with mine. He gripped my waist, pulling me closer, and we kissed passionately, our bodies igniting with desire. It wasn't a normal kiss—it was filled with both love and the taste of blood. He bit and sucked the blood from my lips. I was the happiest person alive, knowing that I was satisfying my vampire boyfriend's hunger.

Noelle’s POV My name is Noelle Harper, a twenty-seven year old, freshly out of a relationship, and currently the only resident of the sprawling Aspen lodge my friends rented for Christmas week. Everyone else bailed last minute with one reason or the other…flu, breakups, “family emergencies”. So it’s just me, ten bedrooms, a ridiculous amount of champagne, and a Christmas tree that cost more than my rent. I was three glasses deep, curled up on the leather sectional in nothing but an oversized red cashmere sweater and thigh-high socks, when the group chat lit up.

Title: Last Year, First Love CHAPTER 1 Annie’s POV If I’m being honest, high school has never been my idea of a fairytale. I’m not the girl chasing popularity or caring what anyone whispers behind my back. I’ve mastered the art of staying in my lane, avoiding drama, and focusing on one simple goal: survive senior year, graduate, and get the heck out.

So we walked across the dimly lit room, filled with half-naked girls and horny, money-grubbing men, and sat down at one of the tables, where one of the waiters soon came over to serve me a whiskey and her a martini. A lot of things were happening in Juliane's life. She had finally managed to save enough money to buy her own house and she seemed very excited about it, although I couldn't concentrate on even half of what she said. My mind insisted on taking me back to Ravena. I could clearly visualize her lying on that bed, half-naked, beautiful, full of desire. It was definitely in her arms that I wanted to be, but I shouldn't. I needed to do the right thing, which was to stay away from her,

Waylon Isabella is a sixteen years old smart girl with a skinny welt built curving body. Light in complexion and has long curling blonde hair, which fitted her face with dimples around her cheeks. Her face dazzled like that of an angle with sparkling eyes, with a straight noise and succulent lips.