Arcanum Romance Novels & Stories

I walked straight to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, I had my bath and dressed up fancy, I sat opposite the mirror and brought out Ana's makeup kit, not a thing I do everyday, but whenever I wanted to meet up with Sammy, make-up became one of my thing. He loved it when I dress up like a doll, he would say I look classy, and sexy like a TV model. I could pass on as one but damn, I got rejected from every audition I had. It was all about connection, when it comes to starting a career as a model. I did everything right, and the last one I made it through to the final stage of selection, the producer wanted to have sex with me. Sleeping with a total stranger was not something I have ever done

It just went into letting each other have more closure than he was expecting. Their hands was strolling in between their sensitive parts. Lips were untangled and eyes are directly probing itself’s, an affection that started with hypocrisy and ended up into romantic one. The first time they aggressively started their romance, it was unforgettable and a thing that Queen Argen definitely sought for happy ending. A pleasure that hoped not to be a mere nightmare, but shows authentic feelings into it—an inexplicable secrecy of pleasure eternally.

It was also him who read what Romaine texted. “I’m sorry, Ana. That was meant for Roz!” But Anaztasia just frowned. “See? Told you honey!” “But Rozelyn had long accepted Romaine as her mother!” She said in a rising tone. “Come on, Ana! Perhaps they’re having a within-family-feud again.” Anaztasia stared at Avril Archer Arke. “Fine! Let’s drive home now, shall we?” Avril gave Ana a quick lover’s kiss and lifted her body to the motorcycle.

--- K Whatever NEXT ARC: Leng, The Garden Master UPCOMING TITLE: Eliminate The Emperor's Crown

Our fingers intertwined, a silent promise of support and love. "We're surrounded by beauty, both in nature and the beauty in front of whom everything turns dull," I whispered, my eyes locked on Arcane's. She got all shy and her cheeks were a shade of crimson. "Damn it! You will be the death of me." I whispered. Arcane was perhaps in a mood of teasing me tonight, her hand went straight to my crotch and I inhaled sharply, "We are in front of our parents. So, behavre." She said sternly.

She has met Evans Montenero a lot of times in the past and they even made out once that was when Arion rejected her love then, back in Britaris, when she was still a bad ass. ***** August 19th 2007 "Rejected again" a sly voice sounded as Cora glared at Evans who was wearing a smirk on his face. "Oh shut up" Cora grunted as she gulped down the drink in her cup. "More?" Evans asked raising a glass at her as they were currently in a bar,she had come here angrily after confessing her love to Arion but has been rejected yet again. It was no news that Cora Arthur was obsessed with Arion hunters one of the elites in Britaris and has been rejected over and over again.

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“The pack needs stability. An alliance. A future that can’t be questioned.” Whispers began like wind through dry leaves. I felt every gaze pivot toward me—curious, hungry, cruel. The priest looked rattled. “The Moon chooses—” “And I choose,” Kieran cut in, stepping closer to the priest, closer to the silver bowl, closer to the line he was about to cross. His eyes burned as he spoke the words that would split a girl from her destiny. “I reject Aria Marrow.” The sound that came out of my chest wasn’t a sob.

I’m Rin Blackmoon—Aria and Lucian’s daughter (yes, that Aria and Lucian)—and I have three goals: 1. Don’t become anyone’s altar. 2. Don’t let my parents’ epic love story ruin me for normal flirting. 3. Absolutely, under no circumstances, fall for the dangerously beautiful heir of the rival pack who smells like trouble and kisses like a promise. So far, I’m failing at all three.

“I’m Titan. And I AM thankful. I didn’t expect to wake up next to a beautiful woman-” “Ugh,” Rowan interrupted his mother’s storytelling. “Can we skip this part?” Alicia smacked Rowan’s shoulder. “No! It’s getting to the good part.” She stared googly eyed at Lamia. “It’s like a romance novel-” “Did you forget the part where he locked my mother up?” Rowan snapped, arching his eyebrow. “Alright… Dark romance?” Alicia squeaked, trying to lessen the tension the room. “Dark romance.. what does that even mean?” Rowan stared at his wife then narrowed his eyes. “You better not be reading romance novels and falling for other guys.”