Ancient Romance Novels & Stories

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"

Our marriage had never been filled with lies—the truth had simply never existed between us. The video was still playing. I could hear "Oohs" and "Aahs." Someone urged Hera to share more details about their love story, "Tell us about the romantic things he did for you!" Romance? These people had no idea how dull Hera truly was. I had once poured effort into creating romantic moments. Each time, she showed less and less interest. Then, she told me she hated romance. These things were distractions. Illusions, even. An Awakenist valued only sincerity.

Yes. The ancient garden bore witness to their embrace, the echoes of their whispered promises mingling with the scent of roses and the fading light of day. As they stood together, hand in hand, surrounded by history and love, Emilia and Ryder knew that their journey was only just beginning, guided by the whispers of the past and the promise of a future filled with endless possibilities.

Then look at her with admiration. “The Ancient Greeks recognised between five and eight types” “Did they now?” I raise an eyebrow at her “So, like, Eros?” “Romantic and sexual love – obsession...” I sigh again and look at the ceiling. “The Greeks considered Eros dangerous because that kind of love could make you lose control.” “So... kinda selfish then?” Lise smirks at me. “Is this what I look like when I’m explaining stuff I’m interested in?” “Pretty much” I laugh, in spite of myself.

he places a kiss on my lips helping me outside I turn my eyes to Dominic, for the past three weeks we have been in Rome and it has been like magic, we've been on several unique dates and we have kissed in the best places and we have made love in the best places. We had stayed in the Vila for the first week but Dominic wanted me to experience everything so we have been jumping from hotel to hotel. “You look beautiful today” he whispers leaving another kiss on my cheek, as we wander through the streets leading to the Colosseum, and from there, we explore Ancient ruins and it feels like I'm floating in the air with how happy Dominic makes me. Through these weeks, our love has also grown stronge

Romance is an incredibly fragile thing; it relies entirely on the romantic delusion that feelings are chosen, not programmed in a Petri dish by two desperate scientists trying to secure a government grant. "He’s lying, Kai," Anya whispered, her voice dropping an octave as she snapped her head up to look at me, her eyes filled with pure, unadulterated venom. "He’s trying to ruin what we have because he knows he can't control it. He knows he can't replicate it."