Clean Romance Novels & Stories

Scarlett was bobbing her mouth fastly while taking his whole hardness,he was real rough. This continued for 10 to 15 minutes,Inez's body arching, watching Scarlett touching herself too seductively looking at Damien. After all she was human too. Every person's body acted in this way but she never thought of these things being normal,she felt disgusted and ashamed of herself , feeling herself getting wet by seeing them. Intimacy is the thing which binds two lovers with each other and makes their bond strong,but what was this...

He returned his lips on her and rolled on the condom. Carmen had her legs wide open to recieve him and for a moment he teased her not going into her warmth. This made her frown while he chuckled. When he gave the first stroke into her warmth, her teeth went on her lower lip and her eyes closed in estasy. Each stroke was precise and slow as Roman took his time enjoying every moment and trying to make her want him. It work alright because Carmen was still itching to have all of him. She was moaning his name and savoring every stroke.

"Bring it on, vampire. I'm ready for anything." With a playful gleam in his eyes, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips once again, this time with a mix of tenderness and mischief. Our laughter dissolved into a passionate embrace. At that moment, surrounded by the aroma of breakfast cooking and the warmth of our connection, I realized that our love was not just about the serious moments or the battles we faced. It was also about finding joy and laughter in the simplest of moments, cherishing the lightheartedness that kept our spirits alive.

“You’re so dirty.” “Says the woman who thought her fiance was watching porn.” He was taunting me with his smirk, and damn if it wasn’t hot. “Why are you really here, Storm? If you want me, all you have to do is tell me. Since when did you become sexually shy? And since when did I turn you down?” I swallowed hard as if he had just read my mind. “Did you miss me, sweetheart?” Rome reached out to the strap of my lingerie, slowly running the back of his finger on my collarbone up to the column of my neck while locking his searing gaze with mine.

Her reply wasn't what I sought for and she knew she failed me so she wasn't surprised when I angrily rose to my feet, heading to my room as tears brimmed my eyes and dropped freely. It all seemed hopeless. The Red Bone Pack were not normal wolves; they were lycans, a special breed created by dark magic. The witches of East Coven had made the first one, a mindless beast whose sole purpose was to protect them from their enemies. When the beast had gone rogue, he had attacked a wolf pack and had been captured, its blood extracted to be experimented on. Their Alpha had tested its blood on several wolves, creating a new breed of demonic wolves. Although they looked like wolves, their transformati

Sometimes, love doesn’t end with an explosion. Sometimes, it just… dies. Quietly. Slowly. Without anyone noticing. And by the time you do, you’re already too far gone to turn back. His scent still lingered on the sheets of that expensive hotel bed. Rain clung to the glass windows, and city lights spilled over his bare chest. His breath, warm against the back of my neck. He didn’t say much. Zane Romano never had to.

Bianca padded softly down the stairs, still wrapped in nothing but the thin towel, damp hair clinging to her shoulders. The house was dim now, just the warm glow from the kitchen light spilling into the hallway. She was heading for a glass of water, or at least that’s what she told herself.She froze at the bottom step when she saw him. Dominic was leaning back against the counter, head tilted, one hand gripping the edge while the other moved with slow, deliberate strokes. His cock was out, thick and heavy, veins standing out as he worked himself. The scotch glass sat forgotten beside him. His jaw was tight, breathing rough, eyes half-closed, lost in whatever fantasy was playing behind them.

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their

Releasing his arm, he sat down on the sofa. Tanavash sat down on the carpet and began to untie the laces of the cross shoes. "You look even sweeter in anger." "Shut up." She felt tense. "What's so wrong with that?" Tanavish took off his boots and put them to one side, put his chin on his knees and peeked into his eyes. "If there's a break in your romance, I'll change clothes," he said wearily. "Do it, what's the hurry?" She sat down with him and began to loosen the tie.

I continue my work and I have a good progress. I decided to email my proposed title and outline to Ms. Amanda and I’m a bit nervous. I hope she will like it. I’m confident with my work but knowing Ms. Amanda she is a very strict and I don’t know what really catches her attention or what her taste about a novel. I decided to make a romance novel about a girl that left on her wedding day to pursue her dreams and after a long time will meet again her past lover.