Novel & Cerita Adult Romantic

I whispered as Darius kissed my neck. "It's because the scent of you makes me excited Callisto," Darius lifted me up and dropped me on the bed. "And I can't help myself." I giggled as I ran my hand through his hair before we kissed. Darius and I made love like we have never have. He might not admit but Darius is a romantic at heart with a terrible way of showing it and unlike Arthur, he was not a fool with issues of the heart. "I love you Callisto." Darius whispered as his tongue worshipped my bosom. "I love you too Darius."

"Then you have to get her to confess when you're not making love, sir. I think a romantic atmosphere without sex can work." "You think so?" "Yes. A hundred percent!"

Dark romance is not for the faint of heart. It’s love dressed in shadows—seductive, savage, and unforgiving. It doesn’t bloom in sunlight but thrives in obsessions, in secrets whispered at midnight, in bruised skin and broken vows. It is a battlefield where hearts are used as weapons, where pleasure walks hand in hand with pain, and danger is the price of desire. He’s the villain in a tailored suit. The monster hiding behind a beautiful face, The man who kisses you like salvation and punishes you like sin.

She raised her chin slightly with an arrogant expression. “Even if the person on the street doesn’t know he is your boyfriend, but he is still your boyfriend, so why is there a need to announce?” “I told you it’s not the same thing. It’s a sense of closeness and you walk in happiness. And this is also a popular sensual way of expressing we are a couple.” Arya said with contempt again. “Dr. Jack, how did you manage your three love affairs in the past?” Jack did not speak and only looked down at her hand.

and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, arrogant, and ruthless businessman. Never in my dreams, I thought you can be a ‘hopeless romantic’ too.” "See, when it comes to romance, I believe in keeping it simple. For a second, did you call me ‘hopeless romantic’ by any chance?", his words held a little annoyance. Very little that to be noted.

It’s better for both of us that I went the less drastic route. The third guy who approaches is a whole other kind of animal. He kind of takes my breath away, actually. Wowzies. He’s tall, muscular, and dressed like he’s just walked off the page of a Paco Rabanne magazine ad. When he smiles, my panties send a direct signal to my brain: Take me off. Now. Holy lady- boner. Vampire, twelve o’clock. Maybe they’re real. Weeee!

After a few days in the werewolf palace: In that place you see human beings and werewolves standing next to each other arguing and talking happily and happily..no fear or anxiety from either side..only safety and reassurance..the place is filled with adornment and happiness..today is the wedding of the alpha on humanity Anastasia..that day is not only as a Unification of the two clans..In fact, the happiest day in Levi and Anastasia's life..Both of them realized their feelings for the other..Both of them did not care about the nature of the other..The only thing that interested them was their love for each other..and the inability of one of them to live without the other..

Luke loves the idea of Winter Carnival. Awesome! It was so easy to sound happy over a text. Bing. You want to go? My heart skipped a beat, temporarily making me forget my shame. Andrew was asking me out to a romantic winter festival? I sat staring at the glowing screen in the dark of my blanket fort, trying to figure out why my heart was pounding in my chest. He was my friend. Just my friend. But... Bing. There is a wine tasting there. Mom says I have to be the designated driver (especially after last night). You want to keep me company?

Shoot! "Love is indeed in the air." Maribella remarked before waving my book in front of the camera. "So, if you people haven't read this, if you haven't been in love, or if you just wanted to enjoy a good romance book then buy Rebecca's My high School Love Affair and it will make you fall in love with life." I shyly smiled and nodded my head. "Anyway…" Maribella's gaze went back to us and she was wearing this stare like when a journalist's curiosity was piqued. "Sir Ibarra, you did mention earlier that you are going to be a part of Rebecca's future, yes?"

“Like it’s just another war you have to control.” “It is.” “No,” she said firmly. “It stopped being just that the moment you kissed me.” Silence. Deep. Heavy. Unavoidable. “And now?” she asked. His breath slowed. “Now it’s complicated.” Nyra almost laughed—but there was no humor in it. “Complicated?” she repeated. “That’s what you’re calling this?” “What do you want me to call it?” She didn’t hesitate. “Real.” The word settled between them like something fragile and dangerous.