Zane Romance Novels Novels & Stories

My hand lifted, palm facing down, hovering over the opened books. His pen stopped moving and his eyes flicked to meet mine. His brows pulled together. “This?” I repeated, voice thickening “Calling me out here to…read? Or whatever this was supposed to mean?” I shifted, trying to pull my leg back. Big mistake. My leg brushed against his. That faint spark I found irritating skittered up my nerves. The sensation crawled up my legs, settling in my groin area. Warm. Soft. Ridiculously pleasant. Zane dropped his pen. “I realize I made a mistake,” he said. “I keep asking you to trust me, but I haven’t done anything to earn it.”

He winks, leaving me alone with Zane, the door locking behind him. Smart man. He knows the plot's tugging at me. I approach, heart racing, this body's instincts screaming to claim him. Zane glares, amber eyes fierce, his lithe frame tense. "Cillian Veyne," he spits, voice gravelly and defiant. "Release me, or you'll regret it." But there's a flicker, attraction, buried under pride. The novel's pull is heavy on us both; I feel it, an invisible force urging me closer, my cock hardening painfully.

Terrence took the books from Zane before he could stop him, annoyed as he looked at the titles. “All of these are relationship books,” Terrence said slowly, raising his eyebrow as he looked at the big one about how to romance a woman. “Yeah? So what?” Zane snapped and took the books back angrily. “I didn’t know you were seeing someone,” Blake said, sounding a bit hurt. “I’m not,” Zane admitted. “Then why the books?” Marcus asked curiously. Zane wasn’t going to let his brothers make him feel foolish for buying self-help books. At least he knew he needed help. Terrence had been lucky to get a wife like Christine, and Blake and Marcus were too busy with work to care about anything except hookin

"By staying away from him. By creating distance. Zane Mercer is dangerous." I groaned internally, turning back to my vegetables with more force than necessary. I wasn't ready for another lecture. Another dissertation on all the reasons I should avoid Zane like he was toxic waste. "What's life without a little danger?" Hunter argued, and I could hear the smile in his voice. He loved pushing back against Diane's overprotective tendencies. "Plus, Zane clearly has genuine feelings for her. I don't see the problem—"

Damon questioned him rubbing the back of his neck as he felt embarrassed giving his brother a piece of advice when he had no experience. Ryan: Ohh now Mr. Famous Mafia king who is officially virgin and dateless dude will give me an advice. Really. Damon glared at his brother as a rosy colour appeared on his neck and ears. He furiously blushed in embarrassment as his brother mentioned his non-existence love life. Ryan again apologized witnessing Damon's killing glare.

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

Once Zantos has finished removing the restraints, I reach out to touch Jenna. She shuffles away without looking at me. “Please, no.” She whispers again with her eyes closed. “No more.” I sigh while lifting Jenna in my arms. She doesn’t struggle, and the mate bond instantly snaps together. This will happen every time we touch; that’s why it’s so dangerous for me to do so. If I get too close, feel her too much, the bond will force me to claim Jenna, and I can’t do that. But I also cannot leave her down here in this state. I’ll fight the bond once more once I’ve taken Jenna to the infirmary.

"It won’t happen again." Zane moved so fast I didn’t have time to react. He grabbed me from behind, one strong arm wrapping around my waist while his other hand slipped under my skirt, cupping my bare pussy roughly. I wasn’t wearing panties. I had been too sensitive and wet this morning to bother. "Big words for a girl whose cunt is already dripping down my fingers again," he growled into my ear, sliding two thick fingers through my soaked folds. "You’re soaked, Raven. Your greedy little pussy is weeping for your bully stepbrother."

The memory alone made her heart pound strangely. In bed, Zane was an extraordinary man. He was dominant, strong, knew exactly how to satisfy Emma, and most importantly, he never demanded anything from her except her presence by his side. Their intimacy was always passionate, driven by a mutual need for each other. Emma, an orphaned girl who had once been on the verge of destruction while being chased by debt collectors before Zane came to save her, believed that his embrace and his body were the only home she had ever known.

A huge window showing a view I had only seen once before. This was Zane’s house. “Shit,” I whispered, gripping the sheets. “Shit, shit, shit.” How the hell did I end up here again? Before I could fully process it, the door opened. Zane walked in, already dressed in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He was holding a glass of water, looking completely calm… like finding me in his bed was the most normal thing in the world. The moment I saw him, everything from last night came rushing back in broken pieces.