Romans & histoires Amish Romance

ARWYN POV “You must love living in the countryside, my Lord,” Ahvi remarked to Lord Ezlyn Cromwell, her voice light and teasing. “Indeed, I do,” Cromwell replied, his tone steady, betraying nothing more than a simple truth. Ahvi chuckled, her fingers toying with the reins of her horse. “I can’t blame you. They say it’s quite charming out here. And your family owns countless ranches and grand estates, don’t they?”

When night fell, Logan would share a room with Coral, then light the same scented candle they had used for years. That candle had been there from the very first night they had shared, all the way through their marriage. Coral had always believed that the soft candlelight and drifting scent could unlock the hidden intimacy between them. It was all about their love, lust, and obsession with one another. They had lost themselves in each other, day after day, year after year. While the candlelight glow remained, a charred body lay in the bed. Next to the corpse was a broken, lonely man who sobbed into the dark every night.

All that clouded my mind was the overwhelming feeling of running along the woods and visiting my favorite stream once again, enjoying the cool warmth of nature just like before, and most importantly, meeting my sweetheart. Mate... Kisses. lol

When we got to the place, it was already full of people. Toma's girlfriend was already outside the gates waiting for him. As we got down from the car, Cami immediately goes to us. "Toma!" She hugs him tightly. Looking at them, they really look good together. "Hahaha! You missed me already?" "Duh, who wouldn't miss a 'perfect' boyfriend like you?" Watching them flirt made me a bit uncomfortable. They probably forgot about my existense. Now I feel bad for Toma about the time I was having my moment with Xia infront of him last time.

“Go home now.” He left fast in his truck and I went inside alone with the flashlight on my phone because the place stayed dark with no windows. Denise lay in the corner on a dirty blanket with her hands bound loosely and her eyes blindfolded with a rag and small bruises on her arms where the man grabbed her hard. I knelt beside her, touched her face softly because she stayed asleep from the drug he gave her earlier. “I’m sorry you have to go through this, little one,” I whispered. “I just want your uncle Leo to marry me. Once I rescue you he’ll see I’m the perfect person for him and for you too. I’ll be your mum and we’ll all be happy forever.”

Quietly. Aisha froze. Something stirred unexpectedly inside her chest. Without realizing it, she sat down. Then she started reading. Hours disappeared. Outside, darkness settled over Belle Vue. Rain continued falling. Nurses changed shifts. Patients went to bed. The hospital moved through its nightly routines. Aisha remained in the archives. Reading. The story consumed her immediately. Arman met Meher in a university library. They fell in love. Married. Moved to a small town surrounded by forests. Had a daughter.

I could feel her in my entire body and how she managed to open herself to me was all I saw of her". Then a voice called Conri, hey where are you? He immediately responded and opened the room. Hey man, where have you been, and did you enjoy the dinner? Yes, I had a good time, and thank you, mam. Ashina enters with some tea and therefore leaves the room immediately." After the tea, Conri leaves the place bidding everyone goodbye and Ashin was left alone being nervous about what happened yesterday. Soon a text came on her phone. " I love you and tell me when to tell Amarok". She becomes nervous and does not reply. Soon Amarok goes in and tells Ashina into the room and forcibly does sex with her

He places his hand against his date's lower back - a subtle way of staking his claim - and I suddenly find myself looking closely at Felicia again. She's very pretty. Her generous curves are quite obvious in the gold cocktail dress she's wearing, and her face is sweet and appealing. Her dark hair shines in the restaurant's flickering candlelight, and her eyes are large and bright. In fact, her hair and eyes are similar to those of Emilia Torres, who I know from firsthand experience caught Dante's eye. My gaze flicks from Felicia to Dante, and the possibilities that swirl through my head make me sick to my stomach. Is this someone he dated? I'm not sure which is worse - that Dante would intro

In the hush of the night, they found solace in the shared silence, a language of their own that spoke volumes of unspoken emotions. As they gazed at the stars above, a sense of peace settled over them, a knowing that their meeting was not just a chance encounter but a destined connection that would shape their lives in ways they had never imagined. In the quiet of the night, surrounded by the whispers of the wind and the rustle of leaves, Axel and Hazel embraced the promise of a slow burn romance that was waiting to blossom in the quiet spaces between their hearts.

was no longer there." Lyle hung his head. Amaris did not have to think long. She took her hand and lifted his chin with it so she could look him in the eye. "It's ok. I did not understand before, but now I do. It's not like you did it maliciously, or that you even had time to fix it. Your were a prisoner all this time. The man who we rescued was not you. I know that now." She leaned in and gave him a gentle, sweet kiss. Lyle, unsure at first, froze and then they seemed to catch fire and kissed her back. The passion in the kiss said everything that Amaris needed to know. He was gentle but hard an urgency to his kiss. His tongue moved along her lips asking for entry and she did not hesitate,