Best Closed Door Romance Books Novels & Stories

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I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

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“I always was.” “I know that, but now it is all real, Haven.” He said as he took her hand. “Now I get to do those little things for the rest of my life.” “Like what? “she asked as he brought her hand to his mouth to kiss the back of it. “Like opening the door.” He said. “That is my thing I get to do for the rest of my life for you.” “Opening the door?” She asked with a laugh. “Yes.” He said as he kissed her hand. “That is something I can do forever. I will always open the door for you.”

He barked as he opened the door. “What the fuck?” She cursed, hurrying towards him. “Just now, you wanted to rip my dress off.” “I’m not feeling up to it, Cassia. Go home.” He told her. She cursed him in Greek and walked out of his office. He sighed and left immediately. He had never felt as repulsed with himself as he did the moment his lips touched Cassia's. It felt wrong in all ways, not having Astrid in his arms. He loved how her lips moulded into his perfectly.

"Francis, I'm begging you..." It was as if Francis had only just noticed Nora standing there. He gave her a long, serious look, then said with a hint of uncertainty, "I'm sorry, but my bride is Natalie Stewart. And you are?" Francis had lost it. He had completely forgotten about Nora. Right at that moment, the grand doors of the manor swung open. Doctor Michael Johnson, the one who had declared me dead, strode in with a folder in his hand. He made a beeline for Francis and handed him the folder.

The moment the door clicked shut, the careful walls they had maintained shattered. He didn't give her a chance to speak, to think, to regret. He backed her against the door, his body caging hers, his hands framing her face as his mouth descended on hers. She melted into the kiss, her hands fisting in his shirt, pulling him closer. He nipped at her bottom lip, demanding entrance, and she opened for him with a moan. His tongue delved into her mouth, stroking against hers, claiming her, consuming her. One hand slid down her throat, feeling her pulse hammering beneath his touch. The other tangled in her hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss. He licked into her mouth, drinking down her whimpe

Matt didn’t move for a second after the knock. “Matt?” Maya’s voice came again, louder this time. Jordy stepped back, his breathing still uneven, his mind scrambling to catch up with everything that had just happened. Matt finally turned toward the door, running a hand through his hair before unlocking it. The door opened. Maya stood there, arms crossed, eyebrows raised. “Why was your door locked?” Matt leaned casually against the frame like nothing had happened. “Privacy exists, you know.”

Denial would be my sharpest tool. “Not yet, my love. You need to earn it. Tonight we begin rewriting the past properly.” I stood and took his hand, leading him upstairs to my bedroom. Our bedroom now. The journal lay open on the coffee table downstairs like a sacred contract. In the soft lamplight of my room, I had him sit on the edge of the bed while I stood between his knees. “Look at Mommy.” I slowly unzipped the back of my dress, letting it pool at my feet. Black lace lingerie hugged my full breasts and the swell of my hips. I was wet already, aching with years of suppressed need.

"You manage to find time for novels amidst your ever-changing adventures?" A soft smile graced Adrienne's lips as she leaned in, sharing a secret moment between them. "Oh, most certainly. Romance novels, to be precise. Currently, I'm enthralled by 'Love And Everything In-between' by Sarah Raymond. It's an enchanting tale that beautifully captures the essence of love. It resonates with the dreams that dance in my heart," she revealed, her voice filled with a sense of wonder. Ryan couldn't tear his gaze away, captivated by her authenticity and the vivid emotions that colored her words. With a tender gesture, he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Adrienne's ear, his voice ba