Christian Romance Novels & Stories

For the second time in two encounters, Isabelle had broken down in Christian's arms. "I loved him, I trusted her. " She whispered against his warm chest. He could feel the softness of her breasts on his stomach due to height difference. He pressed her further into him, running his hands up and down her back. Christian broke another rule in their second meet up, hugging a female. He never showed any compassion, his business was to fuck and leave. Christian remained quiet, wondering how his cock could harden as the woman bawled her eyes out on his chest.

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

“ Happy Rose Day, Wifey! “ He said, forwarding the bouquet towards me with a charming smile which had me almost toppling over. I stared at the roses and then at him with a blooming smile. I slowly walked towards him and took the bouquet from him before bringing them up and breathing in the aromatic fragrance. My smile widened. I looked up at Christian who was watching me with a soft smile. “ Thanks for these.” I said launching myself on him. “And Happy Rose Day to you too.” His arms came to wrap around my waist as he hugged me tightly. “ These roses may wither, but my love and passion for you are immortal.” He said, shocking me further. Pulling back abruptly, I gaped at him with wide eyes. H

I wrapped my legs around him as our clothes were a forgotten barrier, discarded in the heat of the moment. Christian’s touch was both gentle and demanding, his kisses trailing fire along my skin. He laid me down on the bed, his body pressing against mine. Every kiss, every touch, was a promise—a declaration of love and desire. As he entered me, I gasped, my body arching to meet his. We moved together, the world outside the room fading away until there was only us. Our rhythm was a dance of passion and need, a union that transcended words. Christian’s movements were slow and deliberate at first, savoring every moment of our connection. I could feel the intensity of his love in every touch, ev

Lia tried to fight him, but the next moment he pushed her skirt up and tore her panties, entering her with a sudden stroke. Lia nearly screamed in pain, tears slipped from her eyes, but Tommy didn’t stop. He kept thrusting until he emptied himself deep into her. Lia closed her eyes in agony while Tommy rolled to the other side of the bed, quickly falling into a deep sleep, but Lia looked at the ceiling blankly. She remembered her old time with Christian, where he openly expressed his love to her, where he always treated her like a princess, where he cooked for her, where he always seized a chance to surprise her, and where he was ready to lose the title of Knight to be with her forever.

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

He smiled at her and walked out. Christian knew that Chelsea looked very sexy dressed like this. However, perhaps because he knew that he would break out in a rash upon touching her, he still felt no attraction at all despite her being so beautiful. Seeing as Christian did not even look at her, Chelsea felt slightly disappointed for a moment. However, she got used to it gradually and thought to herself that this was just the way he was anyway. Ever since he fell ill, he could not get aroused from women. He had no interest in her and he would have no interest in Elizabeth either. She said to Christian, “Eat something with me before you go back.”

"The clothes are going to be burned. Now get lost. Move quickly, you're an eyesore." Lucas's face turned purple with rage. "Nina, we've been married for so many years. Yes, I cheated, but haven't I been good to you all these years? Do you have to be this cruel?"

I ask to which he runs his hands down the whole length of my legs and back to my ass. "Angel, you are something out of this world... anything I could have ever imagined doesn't come close to the magnificent reality of your being." My lips curved into a knowing smile as my fingertips brushed gently against the Christian’s cheek. "I love you, Christian..." I say as I kiss his lips again, he responds imidiatly like his fire never dies down. His hands grab my dress and pull it over my head, letting my hair fall across my back as he tossed it over the couch.

It’s better for both of us that I went the less drastic route. The third guy who approaches is a whole other kind of animal. He kind of takes my breath away, actually. Wowzies. He’s tall, muscular, and dressed like he’s just walked off the page of a Paco Rabanne magazine ad. When he smiles, my panties send a direct signal to my brain: Take me off. Now. Holy lady- boner. Vampire, twelve o’clock. Maybe they’re real. Weeee!