Russian Romance Erotica

“You say you want this,” Ivan breathed. I looked up at him, heat filling my body. “You show me, say my name.” He’d seen the video—the video I forgot all about! “Ivan, I—” “Nyet,” he hissed. “No excuses. You belong to Alexei. I cannot have you, Julie.” “Ivan, please—” “You cannot do this thing you say today,” Ivan said, and there was a thread of pleading under the rasp in his voice. “You cannot give this to anyone but Alexei.” “I already have,” I said, defiantly staring up at him. “I gave it to you. You just haven’t claimed it yet...” Julie's...

Three orphans grew up on the streets of Moscow among Bratva. Their experiences made them brothers. Their strength made them leaders. Three best friends on unforgettable summer vacation find more than they bargained for. Women from privileged American families pulled into a world they knew nothing about. Will these women see past their men’s violent beginnings and discover the honor within them?

Three orphans that grew up on the streets of Moscow among Bratva. Their experiences made them brothers. Their strength made them leaders. Three best friends on an unforgettable summer vacation find more than they bargain for. Women from privileged American families pulled into a world they knew nothing about. Will these women see past their men’s violent beginnings and discover the honor within them?

The war has ended. Kazimir hopes to spend quiet time with Emily, but there are more enemies creeping within the shadows - new dangers that threaten the couple's happiness. Can the Lion and Mouse have their happy ending? Or are they destined to fight a battle that one of them may not survive?

Shapeshifter Misha's stretch in a Russian prison has been long and hard. When he discovers that his new cellmate seems to be well-connected, Misha is willing to do just about anything to improve his own circumstances! This new bear isn't going to make life easy for him, though. Will Misha be willing to swallow his pride? Or will he be swallowing much more?

When I tore Chantel's clothes off on that dark balcony and gave her exactly what she needed, I didn't know the girl screaming her surrender into the night should have been off-limits to me. Not just because I'm old enough to be her father, or even because my half-brother raised her. Because she's too innocent for the wicked things I would do to her perfect little body, for the way I would make her beg and writhe and come over and over again with her hair gripped tight in my fist and her ass sore from my belt, then flip her over and claim her even more shamefully.

Have you ever wanted something so bad, you’re willing to kill for it? That’s what I felt the instant my eyes locked on Justine. I could practically taste her innocence on my tongue when she stood across from me, riling me up like the life in her eyes hadn’t been snuffed out years ago. The thrill of the chase ran through my blood so fast, for the first time in years, I felt like I had a heart sitting in my chest. Its beat was weak, but it was still thumping nonetheless. I craved her scent like a drug, willing to give up everything to have it embedded in my skin—even my freedom.

Him: She showed up in my dark world and pulled me into her light. Then she ran away. For six long years, she kept herself hidden from me. She is my wife. Did she really think I would just let her go? Nyet. She belongs to me, and now that I have found her, I will make her pay for destroying me. Her: He's the domineering monster I had to escape. The only place he and I work right is in bed. And now that he's found me, he's determined to take every scrap of dignity I have left. So why can't I stop wanting him?

Ich würde kämpfen. Ich würde morden. Ich würde lügen. Ich würde betrügen. Und ich würde sogar mein Leben geben. Der eine besitzt mein Herz. Der andere meinen Körper. Der eine liebt mich. Der andere hasst mich. Der eine drückt mich auf die Knie, vor dem anderen knie ich freiwillig. Für Konstantin bin ich der weiße, für Vlad der schwarze Schwan. Aber eigentlich bin ich nur Nastasia Orlow. Eigentlich bin ich nur eine Frau, die nie wusste, was sie wollte. Eine Frau, die stets ihre Dunkelheit gefürchtet hat. Bis er kam und sie nach außen kehrte. Und jetzt weiß ich endlich, was ich will. Brennen.

With our baby on the way, Ivan and I are planning our new life from his penthouse suite. We have so much to decide... Where to put the crib, who my new driver will be, what to do about my scheming father... Reality feels very far away as we find new ways to explore our love in the bedroom, but I feel like we've earned our happiness together. And then, on the wedding day of my dreams, villainy tries to separate us one last time... I guess they forgot my fiance is also The Bodyguard. A sweet finish to The Bodyguard serials, The Bodyguard's Bride brings them together like you've never seen, ...

Ich bin kein Mann von Ehre. Ich bin ein Mann von Feuer. Denn ich bin ein Wolkov. Bist du bereit, die zweite Kugel abzufeuern? Nicht nur in Hotelzimmer 66, sondern auch in meinem Bett. Nicht nur auf dem Spielfeld, sondern auch in jeder Realität. Egal, ob in ihrem Ballettkeller oder am Esstisch ihres Verlobten. Überall ist sie mein. Die Regeln haben sich geändert. Meine Handabdrücke prangen nicht nur auf ihrer Haut, sondern auch auf ihrer Seele. Sie trägt seinen Ring an ihrem Finger, aber meine Ketten um ihr Herz. Sie plant ihre Hochzeit mit ihm, aber sie hat sich mir verschrieben.

Rytsar Durov is a sadist, and he's upset. Bones may be broken. The Russian Dom is a force unto himself, and he intends to take care of the threat once and for all. No one touches radost moya. No one!

Rytsar Durov should be dead. But in the BDSM world, loyalties run as deep as kinky passions. Sir Thane Davis is determined to save his Russian brother, but must call on his friends at the Center to execute the plan. Clinging to hope, Brie trusts the sexy sadist will keep his promise to her. Rytsar is not a man to go down easily, but a sacrifice must be made if he is to survive....

Anya Morozov never expected to fall for the enemy. As the daughter of a powerful Bratva leader, she’s spent her life under her father’s thumb—until a single night of passion with Mikhail, the Volkov Bratva’s deadly enforcer, changes everything. Now, she’s pregnant with his child, and her father will stop at nothing to ensure the baby never sees the light of day.

Он никогда не любил по-настоящему. Что такое любовь для вечного альфа-самца, не знающего отказа? Она разочаровалась в супружеской жизни, безраздельно отдала сердце сыну и больше не хочет связываться с мужчиной. Но им придется работать вместе, испытать всю силу страсти, непонимания и...настоящей любви.

"Опекун для золушки" - фантастический роман Джейн Доу, жанр романтическое фэнтези, эротическое фэнтези. Меня зовут Микаэла Адамс. Оставшись после смерти отца с мачехой и сводной сестрой, я полагала, что хуже уже не будет, однако письмо от черного мага доказало обратное.

Право на девочку—роман Марины Кистяевой, первая книга одноименного цикла, жанр современный любовный роман, романтическая эротика.

Галстук для моли - современный любовный роман Стеллы Грей. Я, может, и бледная, зато умная, а ещё наглая. Именно эти качества помогли мне устроиться помощницей агента восходящей звезды и сногсшибательного красавчика Макса Старовойтова.

Горячий мужчина со сверхспособностями, временно потерявший память, миссия в закрытую колонию, инопланетная зверушка, тайком пробравшаяся на борт—и головокружительные приключения обеспечены. Все осложняет одна проблема—я обязана играть роль жены. Рано или поздно амеранин вспомнит прошлое.

Неделя в ТэВэМ прошла, контракт исполнен, можно отдохнуть и отправиться в новую вселенную: Космических Рейнджеров или в Доту, но... здесь осталось столько незавершённых дел. Получится ли вернуться обратно в полюбившийся мир, узнаем во второй книге Мир жизни и смерти.