Christian Romance Novels & Stories

So the supposed kiss became a peck on the cheek. She didn't know why she did that, maybe because she was still playing hard to get. "You can't deny thar you haven't been feeling, all of what I'm feeling." Christian had pointed out with sadness and disappointment in his voice, when he recoiled steps back away from him, with her eyes raised up in their sockets. "Maybe you're too young. Or I'm not your type. Yeah, I'm the bad boy, and you're the good girl. You'd prolly want a nice clean man, in suit. No tattoos, piercings, or criminal."

The demon rips free of my chest in a red-hot cloud of smoke that scalds my throat with its rough, abrupt departure, and I drop dizzily to my knees. The red smoke trickles back inside the pentagram as the thing called Ashmedai grumbles in disappointed defeat. The nun who liberated me seizes hold of my arm, ceasing her endless string of prayers just long enough to tell me, urgently, “Don’t look at it. I don’t even have to tell the Father about this. We need to get you out of here--” “He doesn’t want to leave,” Christian laughs, and I can’t help but look at him. He’s so perfect, so beautiful, especially here in this moment – his skin glowing with that soft, heavenly light. “He’s mine. He wants

Lara had been kissed before, many times, but always. with some part of her brain able to rate the experience objectively: too slobbery, too bland, too aggressive, too many teeth, too much heavy breathing, not enough tenderness. More often than not, kissing, she'd concluded, was a vastly overrated prelude to romance. Until Christian Imperial came on the scene, that was, and filled her with a single blow.

💕(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.

The stretch burned, but it was good, a kind of ache I couldn’t resist. “That’s it,” he coaxed, kissing my throat as he moved his finger. “Take me in, pretty girl.” Another whimper escaped me as he added a second finger, stretching me further. My hands clawed at the sheets, my hips moving helplessly against him. “Relax,” he whispered, his thumb brushing my cheek as his fingers worked me open. “I’ve got you. I just need to make sure you’re ready.” I dug my nails into his back, dragging them down, and he hissed at the sting but never slowed. His mouth found mine again, swallowing my cries, and when he finally pulled his hand away, I was panting, my body trembling.

I got dragged into the Ghost Bride dungeon and ended up with a completely useless Devotion System. At first, I planned to stick close to the experienced players and let them carry me. Instead, they tossed me straight to the ghosts. Right then, the Devotion System issued a mission: [Please choose a target to pursue. Failure to do so will result in immediate elimination.] With no other choice, I lunged forward and wrapped my arms around the blood-covered ghost bride. Crying at the top of my lungs, I shouted, "Dear, why did it take you so long to get here? I've been searching everywhere for you!"

So the supposed kiss became a peck on the cheek. She didn't know why she did that, maybe because she was still playing hard to get. "You can't deny thar you haven't been feeling, all of what I'm feeling." Christian had pointed out with sadness and disappointment in his voice, when he recoiled steps back away from him, with her eyes raised up in their sockets. "Maybe you're too young. Or I'm not your type. Yeah, I'm the bad boy, and you're the good girl. You'd prolly want a nice clean man, in suit. No tattoos, piercings, or criminal."

the father said to kiro " yes father" kiro said "You, Joy Guzman, are you accepting Kiro Smith as your wife in hardship and ease?" said the priest to me "Yes father" I said "you may say your vows" "I remember when we first met at church you sniffed me like a dog, I told myself I might stink so you sniffed me hahaha, I teased you before and teased you so you could notice me because you captured my attention that time and then you're pissed because of me because I'm so annoying , when you allowed me to come with you when we watched starry night I know I love you already , but I don't know if you love me, it's good that even though I'm like this you still love me so I'm thankful, remember man

I still don’t understand why he feels so strongly about me when it feels like Dante has completely ruined me for other men. “Christian,” I start, “What exactly is it about me that attracts you? Clearly, I still have a lot of personal issues I am dealing with, and yet you still stand by me. Why are you waiting for me when I am damaged goods?” Christian’s brow furrows as I ask him this and he seems completely confused by my question. “Damaged goods? Is that how you see yourself?” He says, shaking his head and letting out a scoff.

"Ok, but why only a red rose? You are so stingy, how can you love money more than me, I'm disappointed in you." The girl's attitude seemed a little annoyed, realizing that Christian immediately gave an explanation so that Baby was not misunderstood. "It's not like you thought, at first I wanted to follow the romantic scenes that are usually found in romantic films so that you can be touched then feel happy but you misunderstood. Really beyond my predictions." the man looked disappointed. "Hehehe ... I'm just kidding, I believe you're trying to win over me. I know you're not a cheapskate who loves money more than I do. You're not that kind of person, Christian."