Basketball Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Jameson reaches for his handkerchief in the inner pocket of his suit and dabs at a wayward drop on my cheek. “Sorry,” I murmur. “It was just all so beautiful and tragic. And, well, there is mention of him transporting her to somewhere else when he makes love to her.” I should bite my tongue. I’m weepy and reminiscing about an emotional pull to a movie. I’ve possibly even jumped the shark here, by bringing the entire thing up. To save face, I tell Jameson, “The film really wasn’t a romance. Infidelity and no happy ending are big no-nos in the romance genre. Yet, it did have strong romantic undertones that were—”

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Crystal asked, a hint of amusement in her tone as she noticed Arielle stepping closer to her. Arielle leaned in slightly and whispered, “Grandmother has a… unique taste in horror movies.” Crystal chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. “That she does,” she replied. As Arielle’s gaze fell on the book in Crystal’s hands, her face lit up with rare excitement. “Maa, do you like historical romance?” she asked, her voice brimming with curiosity. Crystal tilted the book to show the cover and replied, “I like anything by this author.” She paused, taken aback by Arielle’s sudden enthusiasm.

But I didn't get a chance to call it out when she continued . “I stumbled upon this book the other day. By mistake, obviously. I thought it was a theological study on ‘Fellowship,’ but it was actually this incredibly sappy romance story about two childhood best friends who fall in love after they made a promise to marry each other if they were still single by thirty.” She let out what sounded like a nervous, high-pitched giggle. “They were very scandalous scenes in the book, Leon,” Rose murmured in a low voice. “Their…sexual escapades were so vividly described I couldn't stop blushing, but I couldn't stop reading either.” She laughed again.

I woke up on the small rug in Jax’s room, my neck cramped. Jax was still asleep, I reached for my phone, which was vibrating nonstop on the floor. 32 Missed Calls. 114 Text Messages. I didn't even have to open them to know what they said. The sports world had woken up, and the "Golden Couple" was the lead story.

She wanted the peace of being with him without walls listening, without Charity in the next bed, without all the secrets hanging over them. She wanted love without competition. But somewhere across town, Leon was lying in his own bed, phone against his chest, knowing damn well Charity wasn’t done with him… and knowing Felicity had no idea how deep the mess actually went. Still, Felicity whispered to herself before sleep claimed her: “I just hope I’m not being stupid.”

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

Nora brought white roses when she visited me in the hospital. She fumbled with the flowers, accidentally tipping over the vase and spilling water everywhere. "Oh, no. I'm so sorry, Natalie," she babbled, scrambling to clean up the mess. "I didn't mean to do that." "It's fine," I said, even though nothing really was. She sat down, nervously fiddling with the edge of her skirt. It was a fancy Chanel, a present from Francis, but I was the one who had picked it out. "Natalie, have you and Francis been at it again?"

"I really don't want this drink. But I most certainly do want you right now" Ronnie immediately froze up with the glass cup of wine in his hand, halfway to his mouth, then he clumsily set it aside and hungrily reached for her. Love slid her hands up to his chiseled shoulders and around his neck to the back of his head. It drove him wild. It was sexy as hell. "She is indeed so sexy", he thought and he knew she thought he was equally just as hot and sexy as she was. They kissed each other hard. So hard, it could even hurt because it had almost felt like they were about to eat each other out.

(Teen Romance) Beautiful Adeline: A Mafia Romance (Dark Romance) I Still Hate You (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) All For the Money (Erotic Romance) His Girlfriend's Brother (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) Marina (Mystery/Thriller) Thank you for reading!