Adventurer Pure Romance Novels & Stories

Joan said with a smile. "we're friends now Joan, I'm honored to have you." "Thank you, Mrs. Dumas, for inviting us. We brought wine," Asher said handing her a bottle of 2012 Domaine de la Romanee-Conti "Ah! you brought the good stuff, you're not a cheapskate then. We might well become friends, and please call me Kathy. Come on the party's right this way." Kathy leads the couple into the front hall, then towards the front room, where they heard excited chatter coming from the room.

Mate. I turn, coming face to face with the woman who has stopped several yards away, a vision of perfection. She looks like a warrior goddess in her armour. Every curve is accentuated, a temptress in the night, a vision of fucking perfection. Emotions surge through me and I almost want to drop to the ground, feeling a weight lift off me. She’s my mate. Kataleya Rossi is mine. Her heart is pounding as it calls to my own. My wolf surges forward, wanting to possess and claim what is his. Tears spill down her cheeks and I can’t help but smile.

His eyes flashed darkly for a moment. He then lifted his head again. His face was full of tenderness as he softly said, "Ana, there's nothing more important in this world than you. You haven't answered me yet. Will you be my girlfriend?" One hand held red roses, the other an extravagant and sparkling pink diamond necklace, like a dual guarantee representing love and future. This was beyond anything that was written in romance novels. The young ladies in the coffee shop were excited, their faces flushed. Seeing this, they couldn't help but cheer in low voices, "Say yes, say yes!"

"So do you. It's a shame it's all pretense." His smile was shallow, never reaching his eyes. "Not all of it," he replied. As the city lights shimmered around them, Serena pondered just how real this façade of romance might become. But as their car drew into the main road, Serena's phone suddenly buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. From an Unknown Number: "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Serena. Back off-while you still can." Her breath hitched. Damien noticed the change in her expression.

oh please you are not romantic much Adrian raise his eyebrows hearing this and says " oh really " yeah really before adrain says something his phone ranged up he receive the call and started to talk Without saying a word he cuts the call and said inanna come with me, he walks out from there and inanna first didn't get anything then follows him Both of them sit in Adrian car and went from there, soon they reached there destination and seen the atmosphere Inanna gets shocked she asked "why we are here"? Adrian without saying anything walks out from the car and inanna also went out, both of them enter in the house

"Why the master's sister, of all the souls in this manor?" Romulus turned to him slowly. Something flickered in his eyes, something hungry. "Her purity draws me, Henchman." He inhaled — long and deliberate, as though tasting the very air of the room. "Her maidenhood. It drifts through the very like steam rising from a fresh cup, rich and warm and calling to every base instinct I carry. She is untouched, untainted." His voice dropped lower. "She is the hand that can calm the raging storm in me — the insatiable hunger of a Desert Wolf that has never once been quieted. I want her by my bedside this very evening. An Ashworth, a royalty. She is the key that unlocks—"

Romeo's deep voice pulls at my attention, and I don't restrain my eyes from searching for him. The way my heart stirs excitedly as I behold his gorgeous face can't even be overemphasized, and soon enough, the boredom is long forgotten for another while. He is spotting dark blue pants paired with a white dress shirt. Two or three of his upper buttons are subtly popped open to give a little peek of the dragon tattoo that crawls up his chest and disappears behind his neck. His onyx hair is polished and styled into a perfect tousle, jaws in a sharp line, while his full lips shimmer under the gentle ray of the blue light from his iMac. It takes everything not to slither over the long table right

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

“I wasn’t even mad at you. And I don’t hold anything against you, Savannah.” My chest ached. God, what did I do to deserve this man? Did I save my country in my past life? “Between the two of us,” I murmured, voice low, fragile, “you’re the one I’d call pure. You have the purest heart, Roman.” He shook his head, eyes dark and certain. “I don’t. I’m only this way because I love you.” And the breath in my lungs vanished.

The passion blazed brighter as each caress received an answer. Lucas thrust. As he pushed his masculinity forward, Velia responded in kind. Collisions occurred. There was a slight pain, but Velia relished it. Lucas saw it clearly. It was not just the influence of the vodka he had just sipped. Impossible. It was inconceivable that his eyes could deceive him in witnessing this sight. Velia's face appeared flushed and surrendered. She was captivated and carried away, desiring more as Lucas could clearly feel what was happening. Velia underneath moved in harmony with the thrusts she received.