Novel & Cerita Christian Romance Historical Fiction

she said, opening them. I stepped inside, and my breath caught. The rooms were stunning—silver and midnight blue everywhere, floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the forest, and a private library filled with ancient books. And a bedroom connected to Christian's through an adjoining door. “These rooms have been empty since Christian's mother died,” Maria said softly. “Fifteen years.” I walked to the library, running my fingers along the spines of books about pack law, Luna duties, and werewolf history. One book in particular called to me—

The lodge doors burst open, letting out a wave of warmth, laughter—and her. Sebastian froze. She walked out like she owned the snow beneath her boots. Long dark hair spilled from a wool hat, her coat cinched at the waist, confidence in every step. She was beautiful in a way that felt intentional. Dangerous. Her eyes scanned the area sharply, calculating exits. Sebastian’s hand twitched toward a gun that wasn’t there. Because he knew her. Nyra Valen. Mafia queen. Strategist. His biggest rival. And apparently… a Christmas tourist.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Then he takes me to his room, climbing the steps quickly, while he still holds me in his arms, my cheeks begin to turn a little red, as I watch his muscles tense around him. Upon arriving at his really clean and spacious room, he takes me in front of his bed to lie down on it delicately, while he runs his lips along my neck, making me feel in heaven, and then puts his hands on my breasts on the dress. He slowly tears off the beautiful dress, but my kind heart doesn't allow him to do it, so I stop him. “Don't destroy this,” I beg him between kisses. “It's Abby's.” He ignores me and breaks it in half, shushing me with his tongue in my mouth, the taste is incredibly delicious. Mint, champagne,

What was your inspiration to write The Lady and the Scoundrel? I am a writer and full-time editor for many different projects, including a short story magazine. I wanted to write a contemporary romance inspired by my favorite romance novels as an exercise in discipline, to see if I could take on longer writing projects. There are several winks to what once was one of my favorite romance novels sprinkled throughout the story, so you can say it’s very loosely inspired by that one. If any of you figure out which one it is, let me know in the comments! While the historical setting, characters, and plot are completely different, it draws on the famous concept of the strong female lead that has

“What do you want me to say, Aela?” “That Finn is Aidan Sr.’s by-blow?” “By-blow?” Inessa repeated, her brow puckering. “His illegitimate child,” Aoife answered. “I need to get you hooked on historical romance next.” Despite myself, interest hit me. “You like romance books?” “Yes. We do,” was Inessa’s retort, but I sensed her bristling ahead of schedule. I raised my hands in surrender, because even though I wanted answers, I wasn’t a total bitch. Even if romance books hadn’t been my jam, I’d never give them crap about that. Someone’s taste was their taste, and I celebrated that.

After a pause, Benson sat onto the chair beside Mary and, adjusting his stray hair, resumed, "But she'd be barking up the wrong tree if she goes down that path, because in no circumstances will Christian marry her!" "Why?" Mary asked. "Because he's never acknowledged any women as his lovers, except for the one he loved deeply years ago. That woman seemed to hurt him bad, and he's never dated anybody since then... Jessica might be able to keep him interested for a little while longer, but there's no way she could truly win his heart!" Benson responded, sounding positive. As Mary listened to Benson's words, Christian's sharp-contoured face appeared in her mind, unapproachable, poised, fascinat

He gazed at the wedding ring in his hand and his mind started buzzing with chaos thinking about his decision to marry Andrea. He took a deep breath, pushing the velvet red box back in his trouser, and decided to read the latest novel by Author Scarlet to calm himself but some incidents in the book felt familiar to him as if it has happened with him before and this created another series of questions in his mind. But shrugging all the thoughts off his mind, he totally engrossed himself in reading, flipping to the next page, when a twenty-seven-year-old woman approached him. “Christian Knight?” She asked, furrowing her eyebrows and Christian averted his gaze from the book and peered at her.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode three🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Lady Katherine’s POV 💕 .. .. I walked towards Lord ceaser chamber, looking behind me to make sure no one sees me. I walked into the chamber and took my hooded cloak off as I noticed his moody face. “Pray ye what’s wrong,did something go wrong at the meeting? Did king Damien finally agree to the marriage” I rained all these questions on him as he scoffed.

com - "Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess" (Has similar tech-mafia themes as that was my favourite plotline personally in contemporary romance I'd suggest to give it a read.) "Bitten By A Loveless Noble Vampire" (Is a wonderful dark medieval romance with vampires and other mythological stuff. I love how gory and dark it is with the utmost sexual tension between the duo.) "Criminally God" (Is a Male Lead book with a system, demons and a vampire main character. I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre.)