Best Regency Romance Novel Novels & Stories

“Same handwriting?” “Same vibe.” I took a sip of water. “Consistently revolting.” Rhea leaned back, closed her eyes for one second, then opened them again. “I was gone five hours. Five. Not five months. And that handsome psychopath has already upgraded from ribbon to royal porcelain.” “Monaco is efficient.” Poppy, who had very clearly only caught the word handsome and nothing else, looked up. “Who’s handsome?” “Not your business,” I said.

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I wanted to dominate the space between us, to express my intensity, my longing, my frustration. “You’ll regret making me wait,” I whispered. Before she could respond, I took her hand, pulling her toward the bed, my voice low and commanding. ~ Elena ~ Before I could protest or fully grasp what was happening, he guided me to the bed, placing me down with a mix of gentleness and firmness. His eyes were dark, burning with an emotion I couldn’t quite place. My heart raced, not just from fear, but from the thrill, from the undeniable attraction I felt toward him despite everything.

Bernard Collins: heir to a rival family, Francis' supposed friend, but the man was really his competitor. I had an idea of what Bernard had done. More than once, Bernard had tried to charm me, telling Francis he would give up some turf if I joined the Collins family. However, I knew it was not about romance. To guys like them, power was always more important than love. Bernard must have made another play for me. Francis, with his crazy need to keep me, would never let me go. I knew how this would end. "Mr. Collins has been kind to you," Nora murmured. "He even asked if you wanted help...help getting away."

A quiet anchor. Maya flipped pages. Her expression changed as she scanned. “Section fourteen,” she murmured. “Death clause.” Mia’s pulse thudded in her ears. “Read it,” she said. Maya glanced up at her once. Then down again. “In the event of the wife’s death,” she read slowly, “full executive control of marital corporate holdings shall revert exclusively to the husband, irrevocably, without contest, pending no evidence of fraud.” The words felt smaller Mia’s stomach turned.

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The world seemed to come alive around her, and she couldn't help but smile at the beauty of it all. Serena made her way back to her bed and plopped down wearily, reaching for the TV remote. She aimlessly flipped channels, trying to find something to distract her from the events of the day. Suddenly, a news anchor's voice caught her attention and she stopped changing channels. The anchor's tone was excited as he announced, "Georgina Sparks, the stunning Victoria's Secret model, was just spotted returning to California and was warmly welcomed at the airport by her billionaire partner and prominent businessman, Rick Archer." A video of the couple kissing at the airport played on the screen. Ser

Anthony called out to me and I turned around. “Yes?” I answered. “Please come back with a positive response. I need to save my family's bloodline.” I said nothing and left the office. Once I shut the door, I placed my hand on my thumping chest and closed my eyes. Π•Π As soon as I got home, I dumped my bag and went straight to the living room where Regina was watching TV. She turned her head to look at me as I sat beside her. “How was work?” “Started work as a single woman and it seems as if I'll be ending it as a married one.”