Christian Romance Novels & Stories

Christian gasped, his breath hot against my inner thighs as I hovered just inches from his lips. “Roxy, please…” he breathed, his pupils dilating. I smirked, looking down at him “Quiet now, Daddy. Just taste.” *********** My fascination for Christian started the day we moved in with him. Of all the men Mom could get married to, she decided to go for a Sexy Demon, with sharp cheekbones, dark wavy hair and piercing green eyes. He had what they call a gym build but I doubt he goes to the gym. Christian isn't that old, maybe in his early thirties but I don't really care. All I knew was that he was pure eye candy. No matter the amount of green lights I gave Christian it's either he didn't seem to

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

As for Christian’s contribute to the family business, he will be paid accordingly, but the damage which he caused as well will be charged against him. With the news all spread, the facts all sorted out, Cristopher found himself slowly falling for Carmilla, falling to accept her feelings, to reciprocate them. He wasn’t able to get the love he wanted from Crystal, as it was never meant to be, but the love he could return for Carmilla, it must be fate, it must be for the betterment of their future.

“Fucked you up more than we ever knew. Got you all wrapped up in fantasies about the little blonde next door, when you should be married to –“ “Iris is a wonderful woman,” Christian snaps, leaning forward in his chair and slapping his hand down on the desk. “She is not for you,” Romano barks back, instant, his eyes snapping up to meet his son’s. “It’s done,” Christian hisses, sliding his hand back across the wood and leaning back in his chair, crossing his ankle casually over his knee. “By a priest?” Romano barks after a long pause. “Before God? Not just some fucking…courthouse bullshit?”

Damon followed right after, burying himself to the hilt and pumping me full of his hot load. Christian was last. He uncuffed me gently, then laid me back with surprising tenderness. He crawled over me, kissing me slowly, deeply, as he slid inside. Where the others had pounded, Christian made love—long, rolling thrusts that felt like worship. His hips moved in a sensual rhythm, grinding against my clit with every stroke. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him deeper, our bodies moving together in perfect sync. “You’re ours,” he whispered against my lips as we came together, his release warm and gentle inside me.

he murmured, reaching forward to press a soft kiss against my skin. I blushed, and he smiled, swirling his fingers once more across my skin. “So, what's your plan for tomorrow?” I asked. “You must have some family who you need to contact or something, right?” Christian sighed and shook his head. “Nah,” he said, nonchalantly, as though there were no feelings about it either way. “Christmas hasn't been a big thing to me in a while. Usually, I just work my way through a bottle of good wine and maybe a couple of movies, things that I don't have time to do at other times of the year. And normally, if I get lonely-” He cut himself off, and I raised an eyebrow at him, guessing what he'd been about

Our perfect moments of love till eternity. Author’s Note Dear cherished readers, If you’re here, it means you’ve journeyed with CRAVING THE ENEMY’S HUSBAND from the very beginning, through the heartbreaks, revenge, reunions, battles, and the ultimate victory of love. You’ve walked beside Christiana in her darkest moments, stood with Bryan as he fought for his memories and redemption, and witnessed the downfall of Bella, whose shadow loomed for decades. Together, we’ve navigated a world of passion, vengeance, and survival.

He didn’t want random creatures to be cursed because of him, and he surely didn’t want the forest to go after Annie. Christian bent down and looked at the fully-bloomed roses, swallowed a lump in his throat, awkwardly patted the two flowers on his right foot and muttered, “I’m flattered, really, but uh…I have someone,” the petals started wilting and the red started turning brown. Christian didn’t want to upset the forest so he added, “You’re definitely something special, and I’m not saying that we aren’t good enough for one another, but it’s just…we might not be…the best fit in the long run. I hope you understand.”

A/N Thank you for your continued support. Hope you enjoyed this short, completed and simple love story. Just a feel good romance, where there aren't any villains, only misunderstandings and a lot of loving. A list of books I have written: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Alpha's Chance At Love (Werewolf Romance) A reminder that all my books are mature. I accept constructive criticism, bullying in any forms is unacceptable.

I got a call from Cassandra and I quickly answered the call ,hoping to hear the good news about the marriage that I escaped from. "Be in the church in 5 minutes or else Cassandra will die"I heard a cold angry voice which sent shivers down my spine. Kingston will surely kill me if I go back there.He will only make me suffer.After what happened between us I can't marry him.But what about Cassandra. Tbc