Dao Best Romance Novels & Stories

“Since you failed yesterday, yes. Minimum of sixty percent effort today.” Damon closed the distance in a single stride. He cupped her face gently, bending down to give her a soft, warm kiss, barely more than a graze. She pulled back, unimpressed. “That’s…slightly better,” she said with mock sadness. “But still tragic. My world! My romantic life is really suffering! I can’t even get a sweet kiss from this man!” Damon smiled and kissed her again, a little deeper. She sighed loudly. “Nope. Still sad. Honestly, should I get a refund on this marriage?”

She even started to pound her abdomen as she cried out, "Simon! Sweetheart! I was wrong. I know I made a huge mistake. I was blind all this time. I was such a fool! Please forgive me just this once, okay? Let's not get a divorce. I promise I'll be good to you from now on. I won't have any more contact with Zach! I… I'll get an abortion right away!" Whitney lunged forward to grab my hand, only to have me fling her away mercilessly. "Whitney, don't make me look down on you even more." There wasn't a trace of warmth in my voice. "Some mistakes, once made, can never be undone—especially betrayal." I looked at ashen-faced Zach, who huddled in the corner, desperately wishing he could hide somehow.

Dapo was on the defensive. Dare was mildly taken aback at his friend's outburst. He nodded his head slowly as he said in an observation, "Dapo, you have fallen for this girl, yakata!" He got up briskly and walked to where Dapo sat, as he placed his bowed head in his arms. Dare brushed his hand lightly on his friend's shoulder. "You will only get burnt if you become pliable in the hands of a woman! Must you have these oil wells?" he muttered and Dapo looked up at him, deadly serious.

He applied a Band-Aid to her cut, then cupped her chin and tilted her head back so she had to look up into his warm brown eyes. How could a man who had such a dark side be socompassionate? But then, wasn't that how true Doms were? In the romance novels she'd read, they were strong, sexy as hell. Men who fucked a woman until she couldn't walk. But then they also cared for her as if she were the most precious thing on earth.

Dexter carries on talking while enjoying this adorable vision of her. "But now I know who is the right and perfect girl for me. I can now see that. This disturbing pull of desire we feel, this magnetic pull of our bodies inexplicable, inextricably to one another, is something I can't ignore. I need something unexplainable but unmistakably real. My desire for you, Taesha, I can't explain away. It's our senses and needs that have made a subtle connection." "Dexter, romantic desires are things I deny myself of all the time; they are too uncertain and risky. And I always go for the sure shot." Taesha says with conviction.

She muttered. Dio raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Messed up? Come on, my dear, you're not 'messed up.' You're just a real-life character in a complicated romance story, trapped between the CEO brothers. Too bad real life doesn't always have a sweet ending like those romance books." Dio said, "You're pregnant with Jean's baby while engaged to his brother, Gilbert. You're already considering... a rather permanent solution... abortion... and you're feeling guilty about it? That's your real struggle?"

I gave up and told him what I was thinking and he groaned while palming his face. “You are such a lost cause when it comes to wooing a woman, Dax” “No one uses the word ‘woo’ anymore, Simon? You’re so old school sometimes” I made fun of him and he sighed tiredly. “News flash, Dax. Women like to be wooed even if it may seem old school to you and I would advise you to never choose a dress for a woman for a first date. Especially if you’re trying to get her back after eight years since you broke her heart” he told me and I frowned.

"I gave so many years to the mate the Moon Goddess chose for me. For a whole year, he cheated on me while I lived in a fantasy, thinking he loved me. I know I’m married to you now, and I have duties to fulfill, but I want to be honest. I don’t want a bond where I’ll just be left hurt again. He was so good to me since we were children. I don’t know what changed or if I was just a fool, but I feel like I'm not lucky enough to even think about love." I laid my heart bare, terrified that these promises of a "best husband" were just echoes of the lies I'd heard before. "So, if you want to let me go... I won't question you," I whispered, biting my lip to keep it from trembling. Damon didn't pull a

Damon says, looking deeply into my eyes, “But on a deeper level, I love knowing I’m inside of her. Not to fuck her, just because I belong in there. It’s about possession.” “Of course it is,” Aiden murmurs with an amused chuckle, “I’m not judging. I think it’s… romantic. I wouldn’t have expected it from you.” “That’s me, Mr Romance,” Damon responds with a smirk, his hands touching my ass possessively. Aiden lifts a hand to caress my arm, so I lean closer to him and purse my lips until Aiden gets the hint and he leans closer to kiss me. “You’re so cute,” he says against my lips, “So damn cute.”

Damian turned around. The moment his cold blue eyes locked with Ruby's wide green ones, a spark of immediate, undeniable attraction ignited, followed by a simultaneous jolt of shock and recognition for both of them.