Egyptian Romance Novels Novels & Stories

(Teen Romance) Beautiful Adeline: A Mafia Romance (Dark Romance) I Still Hate You (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) All For the Money (Erotic Romance) His Girlfriend's Brother (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) Marina (Mystery/Thriller)

Merenrys' hieroglyphs evolved with every battle, new symbols etching themselves into her skin. Some glowed red with flame, others black with smoke. The sun dimmed when she fought and the air trembled under her fury. Villages whispered her new name: The Scorching Rage of the Egyptian Desert. Standing behind the royal parapet, where the whole of Regyptre sprawled endlessly beneath her gaze, she remained haunted by the voices that had long since drowned out her husband’s promises.

** POR SIEMPRE TUYA LIBRO 1 (166,800 LECTORES) ETERNAMENTE MÍA LIBRO 2 (54,700 LECTORES) INFINITAMENTE NUESTRA LIBRO 3 ( 7200 LECTORES) **SAGA ROMANCE ( pasión, romance, tentaciones y un hombre decidido a todo por la mujer que ama). -CUANDO DEJAS TU CORAZÓN ATRÁS LIBRO 1 (4200 lectores) -MI CORAZÓN TE PERTENECE LIBRO 2 (3800 lectores) *** PASION Y TENTACION MAFIA SERIES*********** -MAFIA ITALIANA LIBRO 1 ******HISTORIAS INDIVIDUALES************ - LUNA INDOMABLE (pasion/traicion/romance/ alfa posesivo/ princesa rebelde)

She glanced down, silently noting that the book in my hands was upside down. I blushed, having not noticed myself, and put the book on the table. I had borrowed it from Leila in an attempt to distract myself from thoughts of escaping. But truth be told, I wasn’t much interested in books, especially not this thick tome on the royal history of Hescor. The only books that had ever captured my interest were the forbidden romance stories I used to find under her nanny’s pillow, filled with dirty language and obscenity. My nanny thought she had hidden them well, but Evelyn had easily discovered them, devouring them in secret whenever I could.

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.

Jen approached madly to Loki while he gripped her arms as tightly and said. "Why do you come here just without my permission? Didn’t I told you never come to my birthday,?. “ and he added “ Let me be honest with you. The truth is... I never love you at the beginning. I just used you to replace her but let's end this. I don't want you anymore. I like women who have strong body, sweet, good -looking, a woman who can beautifully dressed and well-shaped body. While you are just dumb, simple girl, weak, quiet, and worthless. You're really shameful as my girlfriend. It's over now. Our relationship is just a joke."

Felicity snuggled into her couch, an Egyptian history book propped on her slightly bent legs. She held a highlighter between her index and middle finger, flicking it back and forth as she perused the chapter on the upper and lower kingdoms. Survey of Egyptian History was one of the most interesting classes she was taking this semester. Lust, power struggles, betrayals, rising and falling empiresit was a history major's dream.

The way she decorated was symbolic of her own crazy style—the living room was a huge plethora of Egyptian statuettes and memorabilia, with a big black and purple couch in the center of the floor facing a television stand. Strewn across the walls were zombie posters, a big rainbow flag, and sheets of paper with segments of poems, drawings, and stories, which could also be found in random piles around the couch, along with comic books and Egyptian history magazines. The whole house smelled of incense. I inhaled deeply. "What scent is that?" "Aphrodisiac," Emily smiled. "It's my favorite." How ironic.

Diana deadpanned, "Who knows what got into him!" Godber read the love letter with genuine surprise. "Mr. Nelson's way with words is much better than mine! I should note this down for my novels." Diana rolled her eyes, "You call this a way with words?!" What puzzled her more was... "You write novels?" "Yeah." Godber, now interested, said, "Truth be told, I write romance novels. Want to give it a try?" Diana scoffed, "No interest." All this nonsense. Diana poured herself a glass of water, feeling irritated. "If Yosef wants to play a love game, he should find someone else. I have no interest."

They were more feminine than me when we were little. If they were not my brother's, I would be glad to take them both as my husband. Don't think of me like a slut. It is how the way I am. I'm quick to fall in love with tall hot guys, and sometimes I fantasize about them in my writings, and afterward, I kill them in the end. They need to suffer pain! All the stories I've written so far are tragedies where all the main characters' guy dies. It's kind of my fetish to kill them mercilessly. I'm joking. Besides being an ugly little squirt, I love writing romance tragedy, and my favorite novel at all times is Romeo and Juliet by Shakespeare. So since I read that story by the age of five, I dedicat