Best Dramatic Romance Books Novels & Stories

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Ariel was speechless. If Serena was a good actress, then Michael must be a good screenwriter. In the blink of an eye, he created this melodramatic story that made people’s jaws drop. “I knew that man is doing this for that stupid homewrecker!” Incensed, Ariel threw the remote control aside. “D*mn. He rushed to the station late at night to defend the homewrecker, yet he has the cheek to say he loves you. I think the person he really loves is that homewrecker!”

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but it’s true. Men think wiggling their eyebrows at us or doing what you were doing is sexy, but really, it isn’t, especially when you’re dressed like that.” I shrug and slump on the bed next to her. “I just thought it was romantic, you know?” She leans over to the side of the bed and pulls out a romance book from under the pillow. “Use this. It’s the best manual for what girls really like.” I take the book and study the cover. A man is kissing the neck of a woman whose blouse is slightly off her shoulder. “Blah,” I say and toss the book to the side. I actually think I’ve read it before.

maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

Steeling herself, she lets out a deep exhale and returns to the room. Liam appears pleased than he has in days, as Evelyn reads a book to him. Ignorant of the storm building inside her heart, Liam smiles at her. Still reeling from the encounter, Louisa takes a seat next to Liam. Her meticulously controlled environment is already being upended by Kingsley's presence, and she isn't sure how much longer she can keep everything from fallen apart.

I was slowly getting invested in the books and if given an opportunity I wouldn't leave the library. A maid had brought milk and biscuits earlier for brunch… I ate the biscuits while reading the book which was titled ‘ beautiful revenge’ so far it was the best contemporary romance novel I have ever come across… It is educational and entertaining and also tragic in a good way… I was feeling better and thankfully Damian hadn't been bothering me which was a good thing for me… After leaving the hospital that day I barely saw the likes of him and even after being discharged, I was brought home by Sebastian who barely said a word to me even when I tried to start up a conversation..

“This isn’t a romance novel, Lila. It’s my life. And I don’t want sparks with him. I want him to leave me alone.” But deep down, a small, traitorous part of her wasn’t so sure. Meanwhile, Damien stared out at the skyline from his office, a glass of scotch in hand though the sun was barely past noon. Grace Monroe was dangerous not because she could ruin him, but because she could distract him. And Damien Blackwood didn’t allow distractions. Yet for the first time in years, he didn’t feel like a man in control. He felt like a man on the edge of something he couldn’t quite name.

Jacqueline’s POV Allison and I had been sprawled on her couch for hours, pretending to care about the romantic book review playing on TV. The set was drenched in soft gold lighting, all pastel backdrops and floating petals in the corners of the screen. A poised host with hair so perfectly coiffed it looked like a helmet was dramatically reading out a passage about “the moment two souls recognized each other in the quiet of chaos,” while her co-host nodded with exaggerated solemnity, as if they’d both just witnessed a miracle.