Ancient Romance Novels & Stories

When I take the glass from him again, I sip it slowly this time, not caring at this moment about my hate for the drink. "Alright, I think I'm ready. Spill. Is she engaged to you or not?" I ask holding my breath. "In name only." Roman responds. My breath leaves me out in a whoosh, and it takes all my strength not to faint. "We practically grew up together, and our parents have been in business together for twice as long." Roman says with a wince. "Childhood sweethearts then." I say with a shaky voice and blurry eyes. "No princess. We were only pitched together because of the massive war between our families. The engagement was a sign of peace at that time." Roman continues.

First through Aurora, his unexpected peace, and now here, in the way Gianna’s laugh makes Romero’s lips twitch toward what it dangerously close to a smile. Aurora drifts to Dominic’s side as Romero approaches Gianna. She follows his gaze and grins knowingly. “Aren’t they cute?” “I suppose,” he murmurs. Her grin deepens. Aurora loves love. She sees it the way most people see sunrises, like it’s something natural, something inevitable. “Remember what I told you?” she asks, nudging him lightly. “About Aphrodite and Ares?” He does. She was talking about her mythology class, her voice animated as she explained that the goddess of love and the god of war were lovers from the beginning, forever tan

“Oh. Oh no. You really have not had sex, have you?” “I already told you no!” I protested. “We have not,” Andre said curtly. “I see.” Roman sloshed his drink around in the glass. “Well then. Shall we return to discussing A Court of Thorns and Roses? I have opinions on the book’s views on feminism.” “Why would you think we had sex?” I asked. “Because of the wording of the contract,” Roman replied simply. “Joemar told me you discovered the loophole. And, to be quite frank, you and Andre have appeared quite fond of one-another since I returned today.”

I could hear Emma shift in her seat, the leather creaking softly. "Our bloodline stretches back three thousand years," Marcus continued, "to when the moon goddess, Selenia, young and foolish in love, descended from her celestial throne to walk among mortals. She fell for a warrior-king named Aurelio el Dorado, a blue-eyed Alpha who ruled the ancient lands of Spain with fierce loyalty and honor." That story… I had heard of it before. But it was more like a myth when I was being told. But listening to Marcus now, I felt it differently.

She had been so cold for so long, and now she could feel a burning desire rushing through her, bright and overwhelming. When he lay back on the bed and spoke her name into the quiet, something inside her stirred, soft at first and then insistent. His awareness of her felt like a hand brushing against her soul. Every time he shifted, every time his breath changed, she thought it rippled through her, a quiet pull that made her drift closer without quite meaning to.

"She's out to get me. She faked her death. She faked the whole dramatic exit. She'll show up once I've paid my dues." He clung to that belief. It was all he had. Even if the love he felt was nothing but a side effect of some drug. Even if that love had curdled into something dark. Nora was beside herself, crying next to him. Francis watched her, and after a long pause, a sly grin spread across his face. "Yeah, Natalie loved me. She'd come running back the second she heard I was off the market." Nora, eyes red and swollen, looked up at Francis on bended knee and heard him say softly, "Nora, let's go ahead with the wedding, okay?

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

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?"

Louise smirked “Its been a while, darling that we met again. I guess we are destined to be together “ and he suddenly held her two hands and kissed her hand as he gave an prince impression towards her. Girls at side became envious and mad towards Loki. “ Wait! You misunderstood guys! I don’t know him! “ Loki sighed and kept her awkward face. "Louise, can you please sit down now?" Their professor interrupted Louise and their class going to started. "AL righty, Sir!" Louise sat down as he placed his elbow on the table and his eyes kept flirting at Loki. He reached his hand over to her, giving a letter saying "thank you for saving me, my darling"

She picked up the letter and started reading it. "There is a beautiful woman that I will never forget. One day without seeing her makes me go wild with longing. The phoenix is flying, and I search the seven seas for her..." Her face flushed red like a tomato while her eyes danced with infinite joy. 'Grunt is finally confessing his feelings for me!' 'Wow!' Darryl's eyes widened. 'It is bold of Grunt to confess his feelings through a letter!' He was well-versed in ancient and modern poems. He immediately recognized the verse from the book called the Untouchable Lovers, which Sima Xiangru wrote during the Han Dynasty. It was obvious he was trying to court Princess Dorothy by giving her the poem