Comics Romance Novels & Stories

" What am I going to do now? should I apologise or what?" " Yes you should and make it romantic" Mr DiCaprio "Michael does the gym offer still open?"

"Fine. But consider this the last time I'll ever sleep with you." "We'll see about that…" Noru rushes to touch Toma's lips with his and drags his body all the way to his room. Both strips as their lips never parted, when all of their clothes are out of their way, Noru spreads Toma's legs getting hard at the sight. "…you know, you'll never get a big dick if you end up with Yuji." Noru joked.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Bridget laughed evilly, clearly enjoying what was happening to her poor friend. "I bet she'd have kiss marks all over," Ivy added more to the naughty discussion. Ivy and Bridget giggled at the thought, they really had the wildest imagination of all. This was probably due to the fact that these two were both fans of Love Love Me: Intense Romance, a popular novel site where handsome, possessive characters usually had a deep and intense love for their beloved and caged them with their undying love for the other through intense physical activities. Definitely, they were intended for adult audiences. "I'm just worried they'd fight because of us," Dianne, the most rational among the group, looked

Nico was at the foot of the bed, knees spread, stroking himself with the same lazy rhythm Vince was using on the plug. Morning light leaked through the high windows. The room still smelled like sex and leather and the three of them. Vince’s voice was rough from sleep. “She’s awake.” Dante’s eyes opened. He didn’t move except to reach down and cup my cunt, two fingers sliding through the dried mess of their cum from the night before. I was still soaked. Still open. He pushed both fingers in easy and curled them. “Tight little married hole still full of us,” he murmured. “Did you dream about your husband, or did you dream about this?”

As you embark on this journey of passion and desire, I wanted to share a personal note with you. Each chapter in this spicy collection is a piece of love, crafted to ignite your imagination and awaken your senses. From steamy encounters to forbidden romances, I've poured my heart into creating worlds where inhibitions melt away and pleasure knows no bounds. But beyond the heat and sensuality, these stories are about more than just physical desire. They're about exploring the depths of emotion, the complexities of desires, and the power of attraction.

Sophie’s laughter died down, hypnotized by the sudden shift in his energy. "The first time we kissed, your eyes were so captivating... just like my mother Delilah's," Cass murmured, his voice rich with reverent praise. Sophie froze, a genuine flicker of warmth breaking through her calculated guard. A soft smile spread across her lips. "Am I wrong for wanting us to stay together forever? Am I wrong for wanting to grow old with you?" Cass asked, the words dripping with desperate, romantic conviction. Sophie reached up, her delicate fingers caressing the lapel of his tailored jacket. A genuine surge of heat bloomed in her chest. Despite the lingering betrayal, a dangerous truth remained: she wa

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......

“Because this company literally has a ban? Staff isn't supposed to have any romantic relationships with other staff. You know of this rule, fool. Besides, I'm sure these people already put two and two together to know that we are dating.” “You and I both know that the rule is a joke. There are a lot of people married to each other here. I'm sure some people are fucking themselves, even the executives too. But if you insist, we won't do much of that romance shit here at work,” Anthony said with a shrug of his broad shoulders and went around his desk. “Thank you. Anyway, thank you for the flowers. I totally forgot that today was my birthday. All this stress made me forget,” I said.

She stood up from the chair she had been sitting in, her feet padded across the floor, and she walked between the racks, her eyes biting the label. There were comics, horror stories, documentaries, and then her feet halted when she saw the romance section. A smile made its way across her lips. She used to enjoy reading stories at the time she was in Lorenzo’s empire. Back then, Ava and Melissa’s mother would buy a truckload of romance novels for them, simply because they had mentioned liking them once.