Novel & Cerita Young Adult Romance Books No Spice

I am yours, I breathed, my hands sliding beneath his suit jacket, pressing flat against the burning, muscular breadth of his back. His dark eyes snapped, the last fragile thread of his restraint shattering completely. Adrian claimed my mouth in a kiss that was pure, possessive ruin. It wasn't gentle, nor was it meant to comfort me. It was desperate, demanding, and filthy, tasting of dark promises, blood, and absolute authority. His tongue invaded my mouth, plundering every inch of me while his free hand slid down my spine, cupping my rear through the fabric of my dress and lifting me up off the ground to seat me firmly over his thigh.

I nearly dropped my fork. “You okay, honey?” Mom asked, tilting her head. “Your face is really red.” “I’m fine,” I gasped, gripping Alexander’s wrist under the table but not pulling him away. His fingers pumped slowly and deep, thumb brushing my clit. “Pizza’s just spicy.” Alexander chuckled low. “Really spicy tonight.” He curled his fingers again, hitting that spot that made my thighs tremble. “Right, Cassandra?” Brady kept watching me, concern in those bright blue eyes. “You sure? You look like you need some air. We could step outside for a minute.”

Chapter 1 Scarlet’s POV I pushed open the door of the old church and the cool air hit me, carrying that familiar smell of incense and oak. My black skirt hugged my hips tight and rode up my thighs with every step I took down the aisle. At twenty-two I was done pretending I had my shit together. The fights with my parents, the random hookups that left me emptier every time, the constant buzzing in my head that nothing could shut up. I needed guidance, control, maybe just someone to listen without judging me to my face.

I froze in my seat, and it seemed like the same thing happened to him because I saw with my own two eyes how he stopped what he was doing and how his eyes widened, a sign that he was also surprised like me. Fate is really something, isn't it? A bitter smile crept onto my lips at the thought. Fate is making a way for me to stop this madness I'm feeling for him. Madness because I can't fall in love with someone like him, a playboy, a flirt, and above all, my teacher! Darn it. My eyes widened in surprise when I saw the girl he was supposed to date, following his gaze towards me. Perhaps she noticed that Dashiel wasn't paying attention to her anymore, so she followed his gaze, and that's where o

His hand came down hard on her ass, spanking hard, producing a sharp crack that echoed through the tiles. Heat bloomed against her skin. “Julian,” she gasped, her fingers curling against the cold marble. Another spank landed on her cheek, firmer this time, fueling her arousal. “Please, Daddy.” “You texted me like that and kept me waiting.” His palm came down again, harder, sweeter. She jerked forward with a soft cry, the sting melting into something hotter between her legs. “You don’t keep Daddy waiting.” His hand slid down to grip the hem of her dress, yanking it up roughly. “Not when you invite me to fuck me while my guests are downstairs.”

How could I have known, Steven didn't prepped me, and this was my first real interview ever. This day has gotten even worse. My eyes widened and kept flinching, what other worst thing would happen to me now. I had a purse with me, but in it were my phone and the pant I wore yesterday. I couldn't put it on as it still had the sperm of the guy I had a fun time with at the club. Oh my, the way he touched my body and drove me wild, I kept wishing for more. We kept at it till sunrise, right there in the club's restroom. It was the most freakish night of my life and it made me wanting more.

****** About Kit Kyndall Kit Kyndall is the pen name USA Today bestselling author Kit Tunstall uses when writing steamy contemporary romances. It’s simply a way to separate the myriad types of stories she writes so readers know what to expect with each “author.” Join her newsletter at kittunstall.com/newsletter

Romeo asked, flashing a bright smile at me. "Perfect even though I haven't started picking books." I responded. "Good. You can go on with picking books. I want to go to the next building in order to get snacks." "You don't have to worry about getting snacks. The date is already perfect." "Let me worry, babe. I will be back in a few minutes. " Romeo insisted and left the bookstore. I was so lucky. I was dating a perfectionist. Romeo was so perfect. What he did today made me love him more.

They attend the popular school known as Spice High,,that's the dream school of almost every teenager in Korea and even other countries. Rose is not left out too,,but maybe her own reason why she love the school so much is different. She just want to be a star, She have always dreamed about herself becoming a popular singer and dancer,,but seems her dreams aren't coming true anytime soon,not while she's still staying here,,not like she have anywhere to go. She was still thinking when a hard slap landed on her face,,she fell down immediately since she was already tired from working all night. The slap came from her aunt,,,Tori

Mirabel’s voice shook as she tried to continue reading, her fingers gripping the divorce papers so tightly the edges crumpled. “‘Section 8… regarding spousal support… the petitioner… demands...’” Riven growled against her ass, his tongue plunging deeper into her tight hole. He ate her with filthy, greedy strokes, long licks, wet circles, and possessive sucks that made her knees buckle. His strong hands kept her cheeks spread wide, completely exposing her as he devoured her most private place.