Drama Romance Novelas e Histórias

#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

I still got something to do back home. Thankfully, she was understanding this time. The clock almost strikes 10 pm and Rosa decided that it was a good time for the both of us to relax by watching some movie. She had chosen to watch an action movie which I agree with her without argument. We jump into watching the movie until late at night. Rosa who was seating beside me wouldn't stop munching on the biscuit she had brought with her and a glass of orange juice. She hand me the coffee and I took it gratefully.

“You can’t be in it Chris. You’re not slutty enough.” “I’m crying real tears,” Chris said with a chuckle. “In fact, once you marry that stick-in-the-mud actor, you’ll be lucky to be allowed to join us for drinks,” he added. “Asshole,” Chris snarled. “Traitor,” Roger retorted as he stuck out his tongue. “He’s not answering his phone,” I complained as I held my cell phone to my ear. “Welcome to the world of ‘One Night Stands’,” Roger said flippantly.

“Fine.” “Then, I promise not to have sex with you again,” he said. Inwardly, he knew that was a lie. Diane was like an addictive drug that took over his senses and cloud all sense of reasoning. “My turn,” he said, shaking his head to shrug off his thoughts. “What are your best genres of movies?” “Romance.” “Really?” “Yeah. I mean, my romantic life is non-existent. So, why not enjoy another person’s own.”

They are having the best make out of their life in my house ,in my fucking couch and Vida made me look like the bad guy only for her to run into the arms of the guy who set me up VIDA "Dylan . I don't have feelings for you"I said "Okay,just go in and pack your things.You are still in a bathroom robe"Dylan said I rushed back into the house and I just couldn't help but cry .How could he do this.I smashed the vase I saw on the table crying.I quickly sat on the couch and cried I guess the sound made Dylan rush in.He quickly came to where I was .

It was late at night when Jonathan and Diana got out of the Gaddi. In silence, the two walked back to the hospital. The street was deserted and it seemed natural that they walked arm in arm and slowly. The night was beautiful and pleasant and so they could appreciate it better. In fact, that night seemed made for love. Jonathan's nearness began to exert a strange attraction on Diana... who wanted to get closer but steadfastly resisted. However, as they walked, his arm brushing against hers, their bodies very close, the desire increased and a climate was created between them that suddenly, out of the blue, he stopped and tightened Diana in his arms. With unexpected tenderness, he began to kis

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

I wrap my arms around my beautiful girlfriend as we watch the show that's playing on our flat-screen TV. She and I are comfortably cuddling with each other as we watch I Am Not Okay With This. Instead of focusing on the TV, Avery decides on grinding her ass against my pussy. My chest rises and falls rapidly as she continues to arouse me.

the movie echoed. “Your kisses feel like vocalnic eruptions on my lips” he whispered to her ears. “Your caresses feel like furrows burying in deeply until I'm shivering”. “Yesss Nate,” the girl in the movie moaned. “Fuck me harder,” she responded. Belle had always been a die hard romantic. And even though she never admits it, she was a lover girl. Just as she kept watching her movie whilst she enjoyed feeling the wind in her hair and face, she suddenly heard a loud, yet familiar voice screaming at her.

“He made me watch a serial killer documentary. I didn’t sleep for two days.” Mya giggled. “Let’s do something lighter then. Maybe a romance?” Keith sighed dramatically. “So I’m outnumbered.” “Exactly,” Trina said, tossing him the remote. “Democracy wins.” They settled on a romantic drama, one of those slow, heart-wrenching films where nothing happens and everything matters. By halfway through, Trina was crying softly into a pillow, and Mya wasn’t far behind. Keith pretended to look annoyed, but his eyes softened every time Mya reached for another tissue.