Ace Romance Novels & Stories

“It sounds… like it should be yours, only yours. ‘Mon amour.’ My love.” I blushed, my heart pounding in my chest. “You know I don’t speak French.” He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “Then I will teach you… one kiss at a time.” I laughed, a trembling, delicate sound. He pulled me into his arms, holding me so close I could feel the strength of his desire, the depth of his longing that he had never released. His fingers drifted over my skin, tracing patterns I had never known I knew. Every caress was a poem. Every caress was a confession.

Aurelia readjusted and placed her right hand over her face. "He told me he is never going to love a woman. Aurora, I am in love with Lucian and I feel so stupid" "Calm down, Aurelia. There is no way that man isn't in love with you. Did you tell him about your feelings directly?" Aurora asked. "No. I... I just asked questions" "I want you to calm down and listen to me. Lucian Romano is in love with you and I bet he is just denying his feelings for you and denial never lasts long. He is going to get over the denial soon and the both of you will be together"

“If…If today’s any indication, I’m not scared of a little heat. The question is… are you?” Romero gave a sharp laugh, a delicious sound that did weird things to her nipples. “I’m a mafia lord. I have a garden of body parts. I’m not scared of anything.” His hand strayed from her face around to the back of her head. Anateya sighed, leaning into his touch as his fingers delved into her hair. She’d sell her soul to this devil to have him take her, right here on the hood of his car. Romero’s conflicted expression faded, replaced by something that made blood rush to her cheeks. His stare bore into her as if he was peeling back her layers to see inside. The next moment, his lips crashed to hers.

I give her a funny smile and Angie giggles as she chirps, “It’s normal to feel nervous. It’s actually for the best, acting vulnerable before the one you love tends to bring out their dependable side. He’ll be so all over you tonight, burning with immense protectiveness” I blink at Angie and she wiggles her brows at me smugly as she places a hand on Zara’s shoulder to jeer her towards the door. “Go and make your mate enamored with you” Angie prods and I huff, stepping to Zara’s other side to debunk, “What do you know about romance, Angie? Stop confusing her already”. But Angie makes a wicked clap-back when she sniggers over at me, “Says the one chasing her lover all around Ewon like some jeal

It barely looked like it lived in. Amara didn't seem to notice. She stepped inside, turned to face me, moonlight through the window catching the scar at her collarbone, the shadows under her eyes, the soft curve of her mouth. "Damon." "Yeah?" "Stop thinking." She kissed me. The first time, five years ago, in the forest behind the pack house, it had been gentle. Tentative, two people who believed they had all the time in the world. This was not that kiss. This was years of longing and grief and missed chances, poured into a single point of contact. Her hands fisted in my shirt. My arms crushed her against me. She tasted like tears, hers or mine, I couldn't tell, and didn't care.

MATURE CONTENT WARNING: This chapter contains explicit, highly detailed dark romance themes, prolonged physical intimacy, explicit sexual content, and strong language. Aria The silence that settled over the bunker after the storm was heavy, thick with the scent of spent adrenaline, rain, and the unmistakable, metallic tang of our shared passion.

In the quiet of the night, surrounded by the whispers of the wind and the rustle of leaves, Axel and Hazel embraced the promise of a slow burn romance that was waiting to blossom in the quiet spaces between their hearts. And as they lingered in the park, hearts entwined and souls laid bare, Axel and Hazel knew that their journey together was just beginning, a love story that was waiting to unfold in the gentle rhythm of their shared moments, the quiet whispers of their hearts leading them on a path of discovery, connection, and the unspoken magic of a romance that had blossomed from the depths of their intertwined souls.

kenzie said as I stared at her "oh gimme a break, love at first sight seriously?" I said "yeah it's romantic" kenzie added "ew, gross" I blute out cause the word disgust me "you see quincy here is a no love life type so she doesn't understands love" Gianna said to kenzie as she hand quotes the no love life type word. "Awwwn that bad" kenzie said in a sad tone "okay enough of this love talk am starving" she said as her stomach rumbled loudly making us laugh.

"How was it? Is it correct that your blind-date partner is not up to your taste?" She nodded. "Is there anyone that you unexpectedly encountered who made your heart jump excitedly?" She nodded again. How could it jump excitedly? It nearly jumped to death! "Wow! Just as I had said, it is so accurate. Then, it was also raining. Are there any more romantic happenings?" Arya turned her head around and with her long hair still dripping water, she quietly said. "Sophie, ah...... This chance encounter if it is good, it is called romance but if it is bad, it is called a nightmare."

Why did you get so drunk? Romance him... How could I romance a man as rough and hard as you? Can I handle it? Can I really do it? I don't even know anything about that thing. How can I do it properly? “I guess, I will need to make some research about that.”