English Romance Novels & Stories

Hannah felt her heartbeat quicken for a moment, and even her ears turned warm. Perhaps due to the unfamiliar surroundings of being in a foreign country, Darren appeared more at ease expressing emotions and effortlessly weaving them into words akin to reciting poetry. Hannah's lips curled into a faint smile. A blush spread across her cheeks. However, Adele felt a sudden shock at their deep affection and romance.

At the centre of the table was a large, silver goblet, which seemed to shimmer in the light. Along the walls of the room were several bookcases, filled with ancient tomes and texts, all written in a language that looked like a combination of Greek and Latin. Above the bookcases hung portraits of the previous Lycan council members, each one staring down from their frame with an almost lifelike intensity. The elders listened intently, but Liam could tell that they were still sceptical. When he finished, there was a long moment of silence. Finally, one of the elders spoke.

“Yes, Daddy. Angel. Your angel who's ready to accompany you all night long. There was a reason why Ricardo chose Angel among the many women offered. It was undoubtedly related to Velia. The name Angel reminded him of Velia Angelica Howell. Of course, Velia's angelic beauty could not be compared to this one. She was superior in every way compared to Angel. Her smooth and gentle skin, the enticing fragrance emanating from her body, and other qualities. Unfortunately, Ricardo had no other choice. So, while waiting for the true angel to come into his embrace, he could satisfy his desires with this commercial angel. “All night?” Ricardo asked. Angel lay down, and Ricardo crawled on top. He stoppe

Why did you get so drunk? Romance him... How could I romance a man as rough and hard as you? Can I handle it? Can I really do it? I don't even know anything about that thing. How can I do it properly? “I guess, I will need to make some research about that.”

With a deep sigh, she pressed the doorbell and waited patiently for him. It didn't take long for Dennis to open the door, as soon as he saw her, he drew her close to him and gave her a long romantic kiss. "You look beautiful" he whispered to her left ear and Cassandra found herself blushing so hard even if it isn't the first time hearing such a word from Dennis. "Thanks" she replied and walked into the house. Dinner was already set for them, as Cassandra walked in, she saw the arranged table filled with candles, roses, a bottle of red wine and glasses.

kenzie said as I stared at her "oh gimme a break, love at first sight seriously?" I said "yeah it's romantic" kenzie added "ew, gross" I blute out cause the word disgust me "you see quincy here is a no love life type so she doesn't understands love" Gianna said to kenzie as she hand quotes the no love life type word. "Awwwn that bad" kenzie said in a sad tone "okay enough of this love talk am starving" she said as her stomach rumbled loudly making us laugh.

Mark. He grinned as he made himself comfortable next to me, his hand casually placed on my shoulder. "I could have never guess you write forbidden romance," he admitted hoarsely. "Let alone forbidden...erotica." "Why? You think love alone completes a romance story?" I folded my arms over my chest. He shrugged. "Isn't the essence of romance all about love?" I shook my head. "Love makes people dumb. I think I'II just stick to sex over love in romance, it's less complicated."

“But it’s a forbidden romance, right? We can use it—” “No,” I interrupted. “Can you just let this Cade Hunter stuff rest? Let’s talk about actual reference samples.” “But I think your story is fresh and—” “Romeo and Juliet,” I said. “That’s a classic example of forbidden romance.” “And how was their relationship forbidden?” He shot back. “Their families hated each other, yet they still fell in love. Readers were drawn to their story because it wasn’t easy love. It was yearning… tension…”

Perhaps it is also because this is the essence of romance—meeting and mating with the Other–mysterious, dangerous, and powerful. Sounds a lot like a werewolf to me. ___________ 1 Yes, this is a footnote. Sorry about that, but I’m big on attribution, so there are a few of these. Though this one’s mostly a test run. Additional apologies to English teachers everywhere, because I’m not doing footnotes in the approved way. 2 Online Etymological Dictionary; article by Douglas Harper 3 The Werewolf Book: Brad Steiger 4 The Random House Dictionary of the English Language: Second Edition; Unabridged

She had not known she could still want like this. Desire, for her, had always lived in memory, a faint echo of something she once carried in a body that had been warm and alive. Since dying, feeling had come to her in strange fragments. Fear came easiest. Anger, too. Loneliness wrapped around her like fog. Want had been something distant and hazy, something she remembered more than truly experienced. Until Ben. Ben brought heat and warmth back into her existence. She had been so cold for so long, and now she could feel a burning desire rushing through her, bright and overwhelming.