African American Romance Novels & Stories

That night they made love, repeatedly they seemed not to be satiated, she asked him if he had had contact with the pink pills, but he denied it, they spent the whole night having sex, and then slept all day, they never talked about their problems, or why he had taken such an absurd decision to leave, they simply loved each other and did not judge each other. But reality had to come to light, and inevitably the time came to clarify certain past situations, such as what had happened with the little boy. Emiliano Romero, did not go into much detail, but confessed that he made a mistake, but he did not have the courage to admit it in time, and in that way he threw everything away, he said that h

Without any alternative, she was forced to fall back into prostitution again. The two of them hit it off straight away. Benedict went back for Yvonne every night. They would start talking about their life stories after sex. A deep affection began to grow between them. Yvonne, who was more than ten years older than Benedict, looked after him like an elder sister. He finally experienced what it felt like to be taken care of. They were caught in a whirlpool of passion. Their biggest problem was that both of them were flat-out broke. She suggested that he could start saving up slowly by selling alcohol at the same nightclub. He refused to take on the humiliating job.

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"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

“Yes, ma’am. Is something wrong?” To confuse me all the more, she blushed slightly and looked towards her feet. It was even surprising that I was able to detect the color in her cheeks when she was African-American. That was it hit me: the reason Ameera exclusively warned me about her, the reason she was blushing right in front of me with all of Riley’s workers watching, the reason this woman called me in the first place. It was all finally clear to me. This woman had formed a romantic liking for me and was ready to pursue it without caring that I was married with a daughter. Well, unfortunately for her, I loved my family too much to be involved in such rubbish.

"Forget about being romantic, you just don't fit in with that at all." Lexie was still laughing out loud. Meanwhile Rafe snorted as he removed Lexie's palm from his face. "Okay Mrs. Charleston, if I'm not cut out to be a romantic, what if I'm a perverted maniac." The corners of Rafe's lips pulled into a smirk. He stared intensely into Lexie's brown eyes, diving into the sea of ​​sweet and alluring chocolate. He must have been so infatuated with Lexie that he stepped into a commitment he never wanted. He had moved beyond the boundaries he had set in the past. He broke all his vows not to marry any woman after Brittany died. And the worst and most amazing thing, he married the woman who initia

His eyes sparkled with a mix of tenderness and admiration. “I am grateful for you, Jonathan.” I confessed, my voice carrying my love and appreciation. Jonathan’s gaze never wavered from mine, his voice resonating with deep sincerity. “And I am grateful for you, my Angel. You’ve brought light and purpose into my immortal existence.“ Our words hung in the air, intertwining with the rustle of leaves and the gentle sway of the swing. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow across the landscape, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips in a tender kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, conveying our deepest emotions and the unbreakable bond we shared.

said Amar who was already foggy with passion. "I'm still cooking, honey," said Axelina to her husband. "It's all right here, honey. So that we ever make love in the kitchen,” said Amar to Axelina. Axelina turned around. And looked at the husband who was overcome by desire. "Do what you want to do, honey," said Axelina to her husband. Amar, who had been given permission by his wife, immediately lifted Axelina's body on the pantry table. For this time he deliberately did not take off his wife's lingerie. Because he wants his wife to still look sensual. The sigh of his wife succeeded in making Amar even more excited. After being satisfied to pamper his wife with his tongue, Amar immediately put

Black started to open his mouth, but Bianca did not let him speak. "So at this point, I concluded two things: either love at first sight still exists, and blessed lord, I am fortunate that a specimen of your kind could be interested in me; or, you are Alpha Black who seems to harbor some sort of totally unhealthy and disturbing obsession with my person!" Bianca winked at him and continued, "But here's the thing, I'm from the land of l'Amour, and I have to say that you fit so well with my masculine ideal... no, it's not that. You go beyond anything I could have imagined possible in a man. Finally, I preferred to believe that you had fallen in love with me at first sight... " she said while ra

If you're wondering how it all led to this moment, where Roman is staring at the twins with wide eyes and confusion, it’s time to revisit the past. The story that began not with love, but with a fateful marriage of convenience, where neither Roman nor I could have foreseen what would come next. SEVEN YEARS AGO "Do you, Ruby Blackwood, take Alpha Roman Wilder D’Angelo as your loving husband...?" The priest's voice echoed in my ears.