Novel & Cerita Christian Historical Romance Fiction

She washed them cleanly and arranged them into the wardrobe neatly. She only wore the red dress that Francis gifted to her. Christina disappeared completely and no trace of her could be found. She left a marriage with nothing to such an extreme. Christina was so harsh! Michael felt that his heart was torn into pieces and fresh blood was flowing everywhere.

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.

But the truth is simple in a way most people wouldn’t understand. I have a dangerously high libido and I’m NEVER sexually satisfied. And because of that, every relationship I’ve had seems to end the same way. The first one called me “too intense.” He said I made him feel like he was always trying to keep up with something he couldn’t understand. We lasted two weeks after having a threesome with his crazy elder brothers. Even then, it felt like I’d just started. They didn’t satisfy me at all—sexually or otherwise. I barely even came.

“Tell me you kept in touch with him.” Rosetta winks. “He’s not in my past and definitely in my present. Did you think I’d let him go? He makes my toes curl every single time he’s inside me.” My wild best friend. Lila whistles. “Damn, Rose. That’s filthy.” Elena smiles, a little dreamy as she speaks. “Mine is easy. My husband. He came into my life with so much passion. Still does. The way he touches me…like I’m the only woman who exists. No one has ever made me feel the way he does.”

“But no deal made in secret council years ago, before I even met Tyler, binds me or this child.” Christian cleared his throat behind me, and I felt his eyes on Lucien like twin daggers. He crossed his arms, half-smile curling at one corner of his mouth. “Oh, I love a good ancestral scandal,” he drawled. “Nothing says ‘family bonding’ like a blood‑oath you only remembered yesterday.” Lucien’s nostrils flared. “You would mock a debt you’re not part of.” Christian shrugged. “Mockery is my second language. But please, continue. I’m dying to see how you twist history in your favor.”

Chapter 7: Rose: Sean helped move all my belongings into another room and brought food up to dine with me. I think he was trying to guard me without letting me know he was… it didn’t matter to me how independent i was any longer. I was grateful for his company and realized I still needed a strong man to help me. As I sipped my tea trying to calm my nerves before bed, I couldn’t help observing Sean from under my lashes. Tonight I suffered quite a fright, but it also woke something inside of me that I didn’t know was there…. lust. Not for the drunkard that tried to take what wasn’t his, but the act itself that something so hard looking could feel soft when pressed between my folds. Luckily he

Arielle rolled her eyes but smiled faintly. “Suit yourself.” She wandered into a bookstore nearby. The cool smell of paper and wood filled the small space. For the first time all day, she felt relaxed. No tense silences. No careful conversations. Just quiet. After twenty minutes she returned outside with a book in her hands. Roman glanced at the cover. “Romance?” “Absolutely not.” “Looks suspicious.” “It’s historical fiction.” “Same thing.” Arielle laughed despite herself. “You’re impossible.” Roman opened the car door again.

All the characters, places, ideas or events mentioned in this book are purely fiction and does not relate to any living or dead. All the story settings and other elements are purely my imagination and fictional. Most of the concept about Heaven and Hell are based on Buddhism and Christianity. The genre of the story is fantasty romance so there will mentions of supernatural creatures and magic. Stealing of my work/any idea will serve you severe punishment as plagiarism is a serious crime. All rights reserved San 2045

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