Young Adults Romance Books Novels & Stories

Upcoming Books in 'Not Sure Anymore Series': – Riley and ?? - An age gap Romance after 1 year: 'Ruining My Enemy's Daughter' (onGoing) – West - Making of a Don- after 2 years (Coming Soon) – Norris and June - Brother’s Best friend Romance after 2 years (Coming Soon) – Ira & Liam - Second chance romance after 5 years (Coming Soon) – West and ?? - Mafia Romance after 10 years (Coming Soon)

mature audiences only 18+! contains an age gap, dark romance, explicit sexual content/ scenes, crime, light BDSM, gunplay, murder/violence, etc. Some situations will not be suitable for all readers. Read at your own discretion* Deacon Another week has flown by in the blink of a fücking eye, since my last date with Myla. It feels like I haven't seen her in months, though.

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.

He grunts in satisfaction as soon as our lips connect, wrapping his arms around me tighter, before lifting my skirt higher, until he stops at my hips. He pulls away from me with a groan, and in one go, he rips off my black leggings. “I want you, Seraphina.” He groans, thrusting his fingers into my dripping centre. I moan at the intrusion, grabbing onto his forearm and biting my lips. How do I tell you I feel the same way? Is the damn engagement with Lucien a sham to get to Sloane? All I want is to do something for myself for the first time in my eighteen years of life.

Chapter 3 I stood in the centre of all the books in the library, my fingers trembling as I flipped through another ancient history book, the pages brittle under my touch. The ink bled in places, the words looked smudged with how old they looked, but the message was clear…royalty must marry royalty. Always. Without exception.

And the present and future have everything and nothing to do with what could’ve happened in the past and what will happen. Hello, lovelies... If you're a new reader, you can check out my other books on Dreamè Àpp, my books are all completed and búlly, dark romance on there!! Saved By The Devil. Indebted To A Tyrant King. And new one: Lord of Violence (MMMF). A. Gupta

“Girl, just let it go before it spirals further. Enjoy your youth girl! Do what twenty-somethings are supposed to do.” “And what's that?” I asked dryly. She grinned. “Drink, kiss strangers, and cry over boys you'll forget next month.” I rolled my eyes. “Good for you.” “The more I think about your situation, the more familiar it appears.” She smirked. “It'll make such good fiction.” I threw a glare at her and she shrugged innocently. “It's a quite popular trope these days, Age gap, forbidden love, CEO, blah blah blah. ”

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.

I gently graze his lips with mine, wetting them with my gentle kiss. He places his hands upon the small of my back and pulls me in closer, kissing me back with a soft and warm passion. His lips and tongue dance with mine—sending spasms of lust spiralling through my core. This first kiss feels so amazing—sensual, passionate, and delicately sexy. The expensive scent of his cologne only further spikes my desire for him. He smells so manly and clean.

I commanded. “I was nineteen and she was eighteen. We had been together for most of our senior year,” he said. I could tell it was hard for him to talk. He started to move his hips sliding his thick cock in and out of my fist. In the movie he was sucking her nipples and she was moaning. This was making me so hot! The girl laid down on the bed and Jeff adjusted the camera and zoomed in a bit. She had a hairy bush for such a young girl.