Ace Romance Novels & Stories

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.”

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

Harbouring thoughts that excluded Damon was tempestuous in his presence and the task becomes impossible when my traitorous mind plays all his puzzling confessions in my head. And trust me when I say the only girl who can ever fill in the place of my girlfriend, or any serious relationship is Arianna Reynolds. The only girl who always had my eyes on her," Just because I saved you from the nasty crowd you scripted me down as your Romeo? Ria in Hebrew means the rebellious one. You are my rebellious kitten, love. Your scent ruins everything. You jumped into my life and messed it up for eternity. The last confession was a strike of reality. In the fictional world where feathers flew over the clou

“Isn’t this our lovely Amara?” Amara frowned, pulling her arm away as he reached out to touch her. She was in no mood for his usual flirtations—especially not after what had just happened with Damon. “What do you want, Austin?” she grumbled, trying to keep her voice steady despite the turmoil inside her. Austin inhaled deeply, his eyes darkening as his wolf stirred within him. “Damn, Amara, you have an intoxicating scent,” he grunted, his voice thick with desire. Amara took a step back, her frown deepening.

The passion Sean showered her with made it impossible for her to reject him. As Sean placed the roses in her hand, he took out a ring from his pocket and placed it carefully on her finger. “You’re mine the moment you wear this ring. Don’t you ever think of running away from me.” Rachel stood at the door and glared at the loving couple. As the two hugged, a glint of evil flashed past Rachel’s eyes.

"Then, I'll help you to get rid of your boredom," Darren said, chuckling as he leaned down on Hannah. His astringent pine scent engulfed her in a whiff, sending her into a flurry of ethereal dreams. The car partition blocked the driver's view, and they seemed to be more aware of each other's presence in this narrow space. Their lips collided in a fiery embrace, setting the air around them ablaze with an unmistakable hint of sexual tension.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

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The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app. And so, I decided let things go. I looked at him and said: "Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee," he looked at me, puzzled. "Your Highness. There is no hiding." I took a deep breath. "I'm in love you, too," I said. And there was silence. He just looked at me, face unreadable except for what seemed like shock. "Um…hello?" I asked, waving my hands before his face. "Hey, are you o–" And just like that, I found myself kissing the prince.

He ran his fingers through her hair and jerked it back, forcing her to look up. “Forgive me, Angel,” Ricardo reluctantly pleaded. His gaze swept over her beautiful face with a hint of regret. “I have other urgent matters to attend to.” Ricardo sealed his apology with a deep kiss on Angel's red lips. He groaned. Pleasure echoed in Ricardo's chest, especially when Angel's fingers caressed his flaccid masculinity. “I will be leaving for a while. Did I already pay for the entire night?” Ricardo grinned. “No worries. Consider it a bonus for this,” he said, patting Angel's buttocks. “Next week, I'll be back.”