Dnd Romance Novels & Stories

Thurah said after we pulled apart. "I'm so happy you're here." I said. I hugged Darius too and we exchanged pleasantries. "Guess what?" Thurah beamed and Darius rolled his eyes. "Darius found his mate!" I gasped. "You don't say! Congratulations!!" "Thank you." Darius replied. "All my boys are finding love and now I have intensified prayer for this one here." Thurah said, dragging Roman by his hand forward. Roman looked mortified. "I mean for someone who was named Romance at birth, he sure is lacking it!"

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.”

maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

“My cock, body, heart, and soul are already yours. Beyond that, the Goddess already designed it that way. Even beyond the mate bond’s pull. You’re this dazzling flame, and I’m the moth drawn to you even if I get burned.” Oh, be still my heart. I have officially swooned, pressing my lips to Darren’s in a hot kiss. Fuck could this man be more perfect? I doubt it. Thank you, Goddess, for sending him to me. “Who knew my grumpy serious mate was a closet romantic too.” I teased. I snickered as his brow furrowed. “I’m all yours too, by the way. Now come on. Let’s get dressed and raid the kitchen for some breakfast. Too soon, the real world will require our attention.” I winked, getting off his lap

Maan said while tugging his hand. When Gil sat beside her, his attention was caught by Maan’s unbuttoned pajama tops. He swallowed then looked at Maan’s face then without any warning crashed his lips on hers. That lit a fire between them that consumed all the passion they have for each other. So as John and Angel wished, they filled the house with love starting from the living room.

“No!” Matthew explained, “I’m just upset that I’m not the first man you met and that I only met you after you’ve been hurt by others! “Christina, it’s not too late. Be my girlfriend and let me take care of you. I won’t let you be hurt anymore…” Before she could reply, a sarcastic laugh rang in her ears. “Young Master Henderson, have you changed your career to be an actor? Which drama are you rehearsing for?”

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

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

Seeing their happy faces only reinforces their determination to rule over the lands in a just way. “This is only the beginning,” Dmitri says. “We have a lifetime together.” Roseanne kisses him and says, “Together. Forever.” ... Author's Note: Part 2 of this book is out! Search for 'The Hated Mate (Lycan and his lover 2)'

I hate it whenever the table is all abuzz and then suddenly falls silent when Aunt Rosalie or Aunt Mildy join in, and every single person at the table picks a different topic to talk about off the top of their heads. By hook or by crook, I vowed: I would be married before the deadline! It would be a plus if my prince were handsome and capable of giving me the life I deserved. But I guess compared to the chitchat and the impending curse that would be bestowed upon me, I would much rather marry an ogre. I have years to complete my quest. Two decades to plan my “forever” is a lot of time.