Doctor Romance Book Novels & Stories

“Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.” Camille’s grin didn’t falter. “I’m just saying…" men like Damien don’t keep secrets out of love, darling. " They keep them because it gives them leverage. Remember that before you start thinking those shadows in his eyes are for your benefit.” And with that, Camille glided away, her words lingering like poison smoke. --- Damien was already home by the time Serena returned that evening. He was in the living room, jacket off, sleeves rolled, reviewing a stack of documents as though the world hadn’t frayed at its edges for her.

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.

“That rather gives the plot away, no?” I laughed. “Romance novels aren’t known for being subtle.” He plucked the book from my fingers before I could react. He held it over my head as he flipped through it. “Where are the love scenes? Ah, found one.” He raised one golden eyebrow as he began to read aloud: “‘A fire lit in her belly. Damian’s hands were magic. Everywhere he touched, it was like fire across her skin.’” “Oh my God, stop—” He just held the book up higher. Tall people were the worst.

“Why all of this? Me living here? Tandon? Mama? She thinks I ought to tell you to marry me, with all you’re doing for us.” Dante looks up at me with something warm brimming in his dark eyes. “Maybe she’s right. Maybe I’m doing all this because I intend to marry you one of these days.” Mostly, when Dante and I fall into bed together, it’s because one of us says something incendiary. I’m used to him lighting me ablaze with want or anger or petty drive to beat him. This confession only makes me warm. But it’s a steady warmth, one that reminds me of the fireplace of a well-loved house or a campfire in the dark. Something I could follow home.

He held up the book so she could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” she asked, reaching for it. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from her. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” “Just give it here,” she whispered, blushing and reaching for it again. “No, no, no,” he argued, pulling it away again. “It’s just starting to get interesting. Rodrigo realizes that he loves Valery, but she can’t be with him because she wants to rip his heart out and eat it.”

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

“Like what you see?” “Ugh! Read first. Open the book without looking, then read the page aloud while I’m putting it into action.” I laugh, shaking my head. “So, uh— wife, you want a role-play based on the book, huh? Don’t you have an erotic romance with you? I wonder where did you get this idea.” Romance book has a sex scene in the first few chapters if they meet at the club or party, in the middle when the main characters connect each other, and of course before the ending.

“I told you. Anyway, congratulations again. You got married fast.” “Yeah, I did.” “And I’ve seen the guy. He’s really hot. Isn’t he the owner of Men’s Aura? Where did you find him?” Inara shrugged but said nothing. “You never tell me anything. I’m happy for you anyway.” “Thanks Alex.” “You’re welcome. What about Amara?” “She’s with someone else, I’m sorry.” “What?” “You should have told her yourself.” Alex was immobile for a moment, disappointed. “She did like you though.”

Heath wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of his life making sure their story would always be filled with the most perfect love. “Promise me something, my love…” “Anything you want!” “Promise me that you’ll burn that awful book the minute we get home.” “Book?” “Yes, Heath. Book.” A single eyebrow arched high, and Rowena stared at him with a knowing gleam. “‘Healing Sex: The Right Approach to Healing Sexual Trauma’.” He cringed. “If you want… but why?” “Because we don’t need it, my darling. We never did.” Rowena smiled at him wholeheartedly.

She was a distant cousin to the family, but she hated mafia politics as much as I did. "I'm fine," I lied, my voice tight. "Just... pre-gala nerves." "Alistair’s official engagement announcement isn't a gala, honey. It’s a coronation," Francesca murmured. She leaned down, gently adjusting the low-cut back of my dress. Suddenly, her eyes caught the faint, fading flush on my skin where Dante's fingers had checked me for injuries two nights ago. She paused, her gaze narrowing slightly in the mirror, but she didn't push. She knew I wouldn't tell her.