Best Angst Romance Books Novels & Stories

Not like it should be anyone's business but I have to clarify on my lack of diligence in my work because I appreciate everyone of you who spends money to read my book. I have been battling with anxiety for a while now due to some personal issues and I didn't know how bad it was until I had a health crisis last week which caused me to return back to my doctor. It has caused my blood pressure to shoot up for the first time in my life and I am just in my 20's which is not a good thing for me. To cut this short, I will be taking a month break in order to begin counseling and take my treatment more seriously. I will complete this book when I return, we have no less than 60 romantic chapters to go

Rage and longing collided, and before she could stop herself, she grabbed his shirt, fisting it tight, and dragged his mouth down to hers. The kiss was fire and fury, teeth and tongues clashing, both of them pouring every unspoken truth into it. It wasn’t tender. It wasn’t sweet. It was war. When they finally broke apart, breathless, Grace’s voice was a rasp. “Damn you, Damien Black.” His lips curved into the ghost of a smile. “Too late for that, Grace. You’re already mine.”

For God's sake, Rumi swore in his heart, Anggia must be held accountable for her actions. "What now, Rumi? What do you want to rant about?" "Who wants to rant?" Rumi snapped angrily. "I came here to congratulate you. Congratulations because soon you'll be torn between two places. If not prison, then a mental hospital." Anggia laughed bitterly. Despite her beautiful face, it was clear she felt no remorse for deliberately hurting Ashton. "I don't mind," she replied casually. "I don't mind living anywhere. The most important thing is, if Ashton can't be mine, don't expect that intern guy to have Ashton as he pleases. I won't allow them to live happily together, no matter what."

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

he narrated more deeply. Cassandra couldn't believe her eyes, although she has every right to be mad at him for his lies but she didn't feel any firm anger but pity in her heart. She wrapped her hands around Dennis and laid his head on her chest. Slowly, she stroked his hair, her heart filled with nothing but love. "You don't have to worry about any of that Dennis, I am not angry so it is fine" she assured him and Dennis felt a huge burden off his chest.

Seeing Byron and Anastasia together wants me to punch his ugly face. I shook my head, trying not to think about Anastasia's infuriated expression earlier. Is she angry because I disturbed her romantic date with Byron? Is she crazy? Why does she always put a smile on her face with that bastard? I want to plug out of her teeth so that she can't smile at him anymore. But that was absurd. I poured a drink into my glass and swallowed the cocktail straight to my throat. When someone caresses my back up to my broad shoulder. I ignore it as it is always like that, flirty women are everywhere. But she sat on the stool beside me.

Christian is talking with Chana near my locker I walked to my locker and opened it "Oh the pathetic girl is looking for attention." Chana said and I just rolled my eyes "Christian, we're still going to watch movie right?" She asked with a high pitch voice "Yeah." Christian said and I just shrugged not caring even my heart wanting to punch Chana in the face and just smacked her nose. I walked pass them with the book in my hand complete hurt inside. Yes yes I'm hurt, I know I can hide it too well.

The robe slid from my shoulders with a whisper and pooled at my feet, leaving me bare beneath his hungry gaze. “You just didn’t see me,” I whispered, pulling him into another heated kiss, unwilling to let a single second slip away. His lips claimed mine with urgency. He sucked gently on my lower lip while I nipped at his upper, parting for him. Our tongues tangled, hot and reckless, igniting sparks that raced through my veins. His hand slid firmly around my waist, drawing me flush against his body until there was no space left between us. The kiss deepened, consuming, as if neither of us could get enough.

Even if he was mad at me. “If this will get you to finally leave me alone, then I’ll tell you,” he continued, his voice edged with annoyance. “Dylan and I are broken up. I didn’t cheat on him and I’d never do that to anyone. And yes, you were a rebound. That was all you were that night. A convenient distraction. An escape. Satisfied now?” His words had the intended effect. Fire lit up in my veins, licking through my entire body dangerously. He wanted to make me angry, as angry as I’d made him, and he was definitely succeeding.

“I would. If you actually ask for someone to be beaten up, then he or she deserves it.” “What if it's a girl?” “I'll bash her pretty face in. No one troubles my baby and gets away with it.” She tip-toed and kissed his cheek. “I love you.” He reciprocated the kiss. “I love you, too.” Angel rolled his eyes at them. “Enough of the pretentious goodism. You both are trouble makers.” The others burst into laughter. “Goodism!” Jimmy said as he held his stomach in laughter. “He said goodism! Good Lord!”