Novel & Cerita Young Adult Sports Romance Books

The spine’s creased like it’s been read a hundred times. I flip it over without thinking. It's probably some romance novel. I open to where the bookmark is. My eyes scan the lines. “…rough fingertips dragging over sensitive skin until he found her already soaked. She gasped when he pushed two fingers inside her without warning. ‘So fucking wet for me,’ he growled against her throat, pumping slowly, letting her feel every inch of his fingers stretching her open…” My mouth goes dry. My pulse is suddenly loud in my ears. I read the next paragraph. Then the next.

It's easily my favorite fortress when I'm forced to reside in the city limits. A bright green flying disc cuts across my peripheral vision, and the moment my head turns to track it, my wolf hits a complete wall. I freeze dead in my tracks. There is absolutely no forgetting those high, sharp cheekbones, those full, dark lips, or those long eyelashes. He’s wearing a pair of bright athletic shorts and a thin tunic with bold letters stamped across the chest: My Book Boyfriend Is Better Than Yours. The ridiculous phrase actually forces a low chuckle from my throat. He commands my absolute focus in the exact same violent manner he did yesterday in my sanctuary.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Andre even finds out that Yoongi has been there…done the whole same romantic interest has his friend thing…although his story ends a lot differently because he currently has two boyfriends waiting for him at his apartment. He used to tease Grant about how he dated Austin first. But being boyfriends when you’re fourteen is just hanging out and a few really awkward pecks of lips. Austin fits with Grant so well, anyway. “Hey, how are Aus and Jay?? I haven’t seen you guys since the championship.”

Mom was a huge football fan, so the atmosphere was lively. As the game played, I kept secretly messaging Ezekiel under the blanket I’d thrown over my legs. Me: Are you watching the match too? Ezekiel: Yeah. But I keep getting distracted thinking about you. He was such a good texter — teasing, flirty, but never too much. I found myself smiling at my phone like an idiot. Ezekiel: You looked so pretty today. Can’t stop thinking about that kiss… My face heated up. I quickly glanced at Mom and Garrett to make sure they weren’t looking.

Since it was Saturday, people were huddled in the corners, queuing up at the reception to borrow books and running their hands through the cracked spines of various books. I kept down my stack and started sorting them out with different categories. He was whistling as he followed suit, commenting on a few of the erotic and romance literature, making me give him a deadpan stare. He was twenty-four but acted like a horny teenager most of the time. “What? Why are you acting like you have never read stuff like this or watched p**n?” I remained silent, going through the books. He slammed a book down, making me wince, and turned me around to face him, his hands on my shoulders.

"So does that mean you're in a relationship now?" "Yeah. We're dating exclusively. Seeing where it takes us. It's still new, but we like hanging out. The girl can talk sports like no guy I've ever met." His eyebrows raise in surprise. "Really?" "Oh yeah. She's a sports producer, so it isn't just soccer. Football, baseball, tennis… you name it, she knows it inside and out. And she's an amazing producer. One of the best in her field. She got hired in Houston straight of college which is like being drafted into the pros straight out of college. So she's the best of the best. And it isn't just sports. She studies kids jokes so she can have battles with her boss's eight year old daughter. She's l

I just want to thank you for your support. I loved writing this book. It breaks my heart to end this beautiful romance. I loved writing about Alec's and River's love. I hope you all enjoyed it too. It would mean so much if you would leave me a review and share my book with others. I am currently working on Alpha Ivan's sequel, Valentina - I Bow To No One. I don't like to work on multiple books at one time. It's better for me that way so that I won't get the characters mixed up. As soon as I have a good amount of chapters I will get with my editor and get it on the shelf.

Kim, a nineteen-year-old, visits Raphael, her friend's thirty-one-year-old uncle, to collect on a bet. She had boldly asked him to perform oral sex on her and to have sex with her. Raphael, intrigued, agreed. Their encounter is intense and passionate, with Kim taking control and pushing Raphael to … ********************** I took a deep breath as I stood in front of Raphael’s apartment door, my heart pounding in my chest. It felt surreal, being here, about to make good on the deal we’d struck.

We looked like people who hadn’t learned yet how much loving could ask of you. I almost deleted it. Instead, I locked the screen and went for a run hard, fast, punishing. I needed the burn. The exhaustion. The reminder that my body could still carry weight without collapsing. When I got back, lungs on fire, phone buzzing with missed messages, I knew what I had to do. I had to talk to someone who wasn’t her. That evening, I met my older cousin Daniel for coffee. He was the closest thing I had to a blueprint for adult love married, grounded, unromantic in the best possible way.