Bold Romantic Novels & Stories

"This won't work Liam, our relationship won't work because I don't like you." Liam smiled grimly at Mila's determined tone and shook his head. "You don't have to like me to be my queen, you think the previous king and queen lived together because they loved each other?" Liam snorted. “What you saw was just an illusion, try to think more rationally. Your head is filled with the romantic stories Anna told you. Those stories are very unrealistic."

he muttered. I grinned. “Oh come on, don’t go all stoic on me now. ‘Hey handsome’? That’s bold.” “What can I say?,” he said flatly. “Oooh, so she’s real.” He gave me a quick side glance—one of those unreadable ones he specialized in. “That surprises you?” he asked. “A little,” I admitted. “I mean, I’ve never seen you do anything remotely romantic. You’re like... a really attractive vampire.”

“Hold on, I’ll umm…” “I get it.” Ryan’s hand shot out, catching her fingers with just enough pressure to halt her flustered movements. His grip wasn’t tight - only enough to steady her, to force her to look at him. “You’ll never have romantic feelings for me, heaven forbid that,” he murmured, his voice low and strained. “You’re only drawn to me because I look exactly like my brother. Because I’m the closest you’ll ever get to seeing him again… embracing him again. We share the same charm, after all.”

Now that she pondered about it, she couldn't fathom where she got her bravery from to be able to stand his beastly and dangerous figure, let alone allow him to kiss her. But despite the embarrassment, deep in her heart, she truly didn't regret it. And the fact that she felt a romantic bond between them even motivated her. She thought that the romantic life that she ever dreamt of was standing right in front of her. And he was the kind of man she was looking for, a dangerous man who was affectionate about her.

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I couldn’t remember the last time I had felt this safe, this whole, this… unbroken. He moved slightly, his arm pulling me closer into the warmth of his body. I could feel the heat of his skin, the beat of his heart against mine. My hair was tangled with his, my cheek resting against the warmth of his chest. The whole experience of waking up like this was like poetry—the quiet, the sunlight, the gentle rhythm of him breathing, and me just being there, with him. He stirred, his voice a murmur in his throat. “Bonjour, mon amour,” he whispered, his lips brushing against the side of my head.

She says, gesturing with her hand. " Um and that's it." I say, awkwardly looking around the room. " That's it?" " Hmm?" I nod, still not looking at her. " Wow, please don't tell me you are one of those boring young couples." My eyes snap to her. " Pfft, no. Nothing about being with Roman O'Connor is boring. He is exciting, he makes me feel all giddy and he makes me feel like I am the only girl in his world. Sure he can be demanding and act crazy at times. He overreacts sometimes, he's possessive, loyal, attractive, a real man, and damn he is fine. He's literally a dream and the most important thing I am confident about, is his love for me. " I say, having risen to my feet and literally stari

The moment he caught sight of her, he yanked her into his arms, babbling senselessly. "Charlotte, I'm so glad you've come back to me at last, after all this time… I want to spend the rest of my life with you, making you happy… I swear you'll have nothing but the very best… that's why I've spent five years learning how to sweet-talk a woman, buy her gifts… I'm a good kisser, now! I'll be so good to you! I'll make you feel like the luckiest woman who ever lived! So, please… say you'll be mine, won't you? I really, really, really like you…"

His hair is in dirty blonde color which I couldn't deny but- it suited him. He coughs and turns his head slightly to the side and I observe him more, eyes sticking to his side profile. I counted every piercing hanging on his ears and smirked in amusement when his sharp eyes penetrated mine and he got closer. "What are you doing" his voice was heard deep near mine and unconsciously my body moved forward into the warm feeling radiated from his body. "you got a nice tattoo" my voice came out in a low whisper mixing in the dark atmosphere as I let my sincere thought out and he went stiff but my body moved further into him. Captivated by the smell of his man column. I could smell him all day long

Interesting. “Right?” Romero asked “It is normal to get attracted to a younger beautiful lady, it's healthy my body react to her, it's nothing right?” His whole being wanted that this wasn't what he thought it was yet some part of him wanted it to be but he can't afford to suffer like before. Red sighed, he could sense his best friend's fear and longing mixed together which breeded Romero's uncertainty. “Well, it is,” “I sense a but.” Romero said as he stood up from behind his seat in his office, his phone in his hand as he walked to his couch.