Novel & Cerita Army Romance

Their lips were just a few centimeters away from kissing each other. “I love you too”. Simon said, reconnecting their lips and relieving the moment of magic when they kiss each other. The two lovebirds can't let go of each other's arms, their love is blossoming more and more they'd imagine. They stood still holding each other waist and deep staring at both eyes. Jasper knew convincing his parents to accept Simon is another war upfront, and he'll cross the feared bridge when he reached there. Losing his inheritance isn't what that matters to him mostly anymore. ****

Ma'am Verna and my mum said together Kingston held my waist as he pulled me to himself. "Now I will have you all to myself "He whispered and I just smiled naughtily .I love this This will be a long honeymoon and I think I will enjoy this

His eyes glowed no less than enraged sun as his tightly set jaw twisted in anger. Many more footsteps thudded around her. She saw a troop of armed men coming inside through the front. It was her husband's army. All dressed up in black with holsters put on, hands carrying huge guns and a look of vengeance on their faces. Alongside their Alpha, they shot the enemy's army dead. She could not take her eyes away from Damien though. He took aim and released his arrows at the men firing in the air before kneeling down on the floor to take another calculated shot at a man advancing towards the wolf protecting Anna under himself.

The playlist was titled Romantic Songs of The Decade. “Romantic songs...Arnav ji, are you secretly a romantic under all that stuffiness?” I added, playfulness in my voice. He cheeks reddened, “maybe. This is my favorite playlist. Can’t I listen to good music?” “Of course you can listen to this, everyone can. I just never thought that you might have a romantic side, too.” I picked a song from the list. “So what if I like romantic songs. One's preferences doesn't make the character of a person.” Arnav was in a defensive mode.

In such a way that she could hardly hear the growls and words coming out of her mouth because of the noise, that the king-sized bed is making. Ara's throat became very dry because of the successive moans and sighs that kept coming out of her mouth. She tried to resist but she really couldn't. Every thrust of Daniel's steel-like weapon meeting up to the core of her femininity has given her continuous and seemed to be endless happiness. Her eyes were closed as the man she loved claimed her. But there were times when she was still able to open them and she always sees him staring at her.

She asked and proffered the bottle of wine to me. "No, please. Thanks" I shook my hand at her. She shrugged and drank from the bottle and for a moment, we were silent. "When will our husbands settle their differences, huh?" She asked pathetically. Hold on; is she really referring to Royce as her husband when they're not even married?? I just chuckled and didn't say a word. 'Ryan has gone to one of his mansions, right?" She further asked. "Yeah - seems so" I replied. "Hmph. Must be really lonely for you, huh?

The city lights reflected in his eyes as he looked at her. “You still matter to me,” he said quietly. Her heart ached hearing those words. “You matter to me too.” “But we’re different,” Lincoln said. “That hasn’t changed.” “No,” she agreed. “It hasn’t.” They stood there in silence for a long moment. Then Lincoln reached out and gently touched her hand. The contact sent a familiar warmth through her chest. “You always understood me,” he said softly. Evelyn shook her head. “No.” “You loved your dreams more.”

There. I had said it. General Aodren, commander of the army that had conquered Veyrath, now knew I spent my free time reading about people making terrible decisions because they wanted to kiss one another and eventually marry. I survived. Barely. His smile deepened. Not mocking. That was important. “You like romances.” “Very much.” That answer escaped without difficulty. Of course it did. I could barely tell him why I had walked down a street, but apparently my devotion to romance novels required no hesitation at all.

I cried out in pain, in a desperate attempt to save my life. “You should have thought twice before plotting against Fenrir and me,” Damien growled and pushed me to the wall. I collided against the wall, my face covered in blood, could barely see anything. I wiped my face with my hand, and finally, I saw a sword on his bed. Rushing to his bed, I picked up the sword and charged at him, driving the sword through his stomach. I pulled the sword out, and Damien’s lifeless body fell to the ground. I stood there, my bloody hands trembling. “I just killed an alpha.”

Arion moved faster until he too groaned loudly, "Akhh! Oh! Damn!" Arion thrust his hips a few more times, breathing a sigh of relief as he released all his warm fluid, filling Emily's womb perfectly. The handsome man collapsed beside Emily, hugging her tightly. "I love you, darling. I love you, my wife." Emily smiled, her breath still ragged. She raised her hand and traced Arion's handsome, sweat-drenched face. "I love you too, darling. I love you, my husband." Arion captured his wife's lips in a loving kiss and held Emily close in his embrace.