African American Romance Novels & Stories

He asked. “You’re a great listener. Whenever something is bothering me, you are willing to listen and understand. You always comfort me, which makes me feel secure and protected. Unlike the other guys I dated, you care for me for me and not my royalty or money or looks. Lastly, I love how you are supportive of African-Americans. Even though you take things to an extreme and questionable level, I’m glad you are always there to help stop police brutality and racism. Also you’re really damn handsome and sexy.” She mentioned.

Amelia broke the heavy silence. “That’s an offensive word, Ms. Croft. The chemistry between Roman and me is natural. We I seated on the backseat of the seven-seater car. “I said what everyone felt in the party, Dr. Miller because Roman Storm’s romantic life is quite a talk among the folks.” She said. I could sense a smirk on her face while Dominic sat with no expression on his face. “Roman is the man who stood by my side when I needed someone. He’s my angel. And about falling in love, well it happened over time before we both realized.” I tried to lie smoothly and hoped she bought my story.

"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

Juicy is the first person that ever saw him and damn but he missed her. He smiled. "She's a hairdresser and a really good one, the best in the town. I've seen her working fourteen plus hour days. And she's been hurt recently." He sighed. "I took care of her, and now we're taking care of each other…which is what love is about. Juicy is black. And where we live in Cincinnati, there is still some racism, mostly against me. They still call me 'that white man' even after all of this time. But I don't mind that, as long as neither of us sees color, and we don't."

Still burning. Cameron had left just hours ago. They had barely spoken after he’d taken her against the bathroom wall, filling her with his release and then wiping her clean with her silk scarf. No affection. No hesitation. Only heat. They were past the point of flirting. Past teasing. Past hiding it well. The lies they told themselves were thinner now. This wasn’t an affair of convenience anymore. This was compulsion. This was addiction. And it was getting harder to hide.

"You dated outside of your race before you got married?" "Yea,I've dated a few Asians and Caucasians but I love me some chocolate though." "Oh,cool me too" "Why?" Aaron asked "Because it sounded like you only prefer Caucasian girls at first" "Nooo! Nothing is more attractive than our black women.I was just trying something out before I got married" "Oh,okay and to be honest I think I'm growing feelings for Sophia" Aaron smiles. "You're what?!" "Shhh! You'll get us in trouble" Jacob said chuckling as their manager popped out of nowhere.

The moon was full, giving off the right amount of light to reflect off his shiny blonde hair and piercing green eyes. Adonis said thoughtfully, "I've never dated anyone like you. Let me tell you my first experience with being in the direct company of an African American female for the first time in my life when I started working at my dad's company in England. I was sent to the USA to one of the branches, and that was my first time seeing a female that looked like her. She was also a beautiful girl, and we stared at one another. I was amazed; I waited for her to smile at me. And when she did, I felt my heart flutter out of surprise that a girl that looked like her would smile at me. I guess

Lucia chuckled without humour, trying to control her anger. "Lucia, I am not joking. I got married to Weylin Turner, the leader of The Black Panther," Garaine stated in a stoic voice. "Garaine Jones, this joke isn't funny at all. If you really got married, why didn't you invite me to your wedding, huh? Do you think I'll believe your jokes?" "Lucia…" Garaine facepalmed herself, taking a glance at her husband. "I really got married to Weylin Turner."

She dated someone of my race. "Two years before I met Damen I was with this guy named Corey. He was an African American living in Italy at the time. He asked me out and I said yes. I wasn't thinking about how different we looked or the fact that we grew up differently I just really liked him so I agreed. That was a big mistake on my part"