Dnd Sweet Romance Novels & Stories

"Miss Lawson, thanks to you, Wrenna and I had a sweet and romantic night." Charles deliberately emphasized 'sweet and romantic'. He felt satisfied when Waverley's face turned from pale to blue. "Thank you for being our matchmaker, and for allowing me to find out how well Wrenna suits me. We're compatible from our souls...to our bodies." Wrenna trembled at that. Why did his words sound so ambiguous? They hadn't even done anything the night before! Waverley was so angry that her body was trembling. It took her a long time to counter back with, "You-you're so shameless!"

“Why do I get the feeling you’re one of those people?” His gaze finally lifted, sharp now. “And why do I get the feeling Camille’s been whispering in your ear again?” Her silence was confirmation enough. Damien stood, setting his papers aside, and crossed the room toward her. The shift was subtle, but the space between them seemed to thrum. He lifted his hand to her cheek, his thumb grazing along her jaw, and despite herself, her breath caught. “Don’t let her get in your head, Serena,” he murmured, his voice low, velvet-edged. “She feeds on cracks.”

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Her dark brown eyes were misty but smoky. DAMN IT!-I cursed inside my head. My feisty but no doubt very alluring fiancee was using her charm and beauty to distract me. Sadly though I knew what she was doing, she was succeeding. I was aware that she tried to ran away because she was jealous of Lolla. I would have done the worst if I were in her shoes. But the thought that she wanted to break the engagement and leave me made me want to be really violent. Though I was softening a little, I really needed to make my point come across so she would not do anything like that ever again. Next time she would attempt to do so, I knew I would do the unthinkable.

“In that little trash novel of yours, what just happened was the appetizer. We haven’t even started.” “Honey, I really was wrong—!” “When you’re wrong,” he murmured against my skin, “you get punished. Thoroughly.” My poor spine was not going to survive this marriage. He was truly committed to reenacting every single position, location, and time duration from that cursed smut novel. Every time I looked at him afterward, my knees threatened to collapse. THE END. --- BONUS: Childhood Sweethearts The first time Daniel Hord ever saw Wendy Gold was at the eighteenth birthday party of the Gold family’s twins.

Since we had already crossed that line, there was no point in holding back now. "Did you miss me, or did you miss my body?" He truly seemed famished every time we met. He smirked, pressing his lips against my neck and nipping at the skin. I arched my back, feeling a wave of sensation. "Ah. Stop." I frowned slightly, trying to endure the stimulation he was providing. "I missed both. Sex comes from love, and only you can fill my hungry stomach. Only you. You have no idea how wonderful you are, sweetheart."

I'm guessing he sacrificed his sweet tooth for sexual appeal. ‘'I’m pretty certain it's a lot deeper than that, Roch.’ My wolf, Meava, snorted. I blinked, surprised to hear her speak. Unlike most wolves, Meava was very weak. So weak that she couldn't manage a transformation and remained dormant most of the time. She rarely spoke so this was a pleasant surprise. “Mom made omelettes too,” I told him. “He could have that with toast.” “Fair enough,” Evander nodded, serving himself a pancake and I did the same with some syrup. The way his eyes lit up after the first bite was simply phenomenal. A soft moan fell off his lips as he munched and my cheeks stained pink with secondhand embarrassment.

Of course. Victoria's grin sharpens. "This time, dare." The crowd hoots, the chant rising: "Dare! Dare! Dare!" My stomach knots. I can't refuse again. So I nod. Victoria's eyes glitter. "I dare you to kiss—" She pauses, savoring it. Her gaze slides across the circle before locking onto him. Jace Langston. He's lounging against the wall, detached from the game until this moment, his eyes hooded, stormy.

A provoked Aura was a thousand times sexier than an angelic Aura. He may have fallen for her serenity. Alpha Damien could die for her fierce side. The lioness in her suited the wolf in him. "Yes, Mrs. Hunter," Damien moved to the bedside table. "Are we getting influenced by Ginny Williams and her fantasies these days, aren't we?" He returned with melted chocolate. It was still hot, indicating that it might have been melted not long ago. "You were not so desperate about making love with me before?" Damien dipped two fingers in it and spread the brown running chocolate on her left collarbone.