Epic Romance Novels & Stories

My father could take as many women as he desired, but they could never take the place of my mother, whom he had murdered. The Moon Goddess gave our mates to us, though some considered her a pesky meddler. My father had been mated to my mother when he was rather young, and they had grown up side by side. My mother, the Lycan Luna, was graceful and submissive to her alpha, never challenging me in public or causing him any reason to be ashamed of her. My mother adored my father and lived her life each day to please him. She was mostly successful until the day tragedy struck.

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

Otherwise, we’ll get caught. But he has plans now. “What type of plans?” “I am going to sweep you away, wife.” ** The beginning of a romance is like the first note of a symphony, a promise of adventures to come and emotions to be explored. It's a magical moment when two souls cross paths in a universe full of possibilities. At that instant, time seems to stretch, and the world around fades away, leaving space only for the protagonists of this story about to be written.

Jeanna commented. "That’s more often said about parents and children," Linda corrected gently, her role as a senior secretary making her quick to ensure accuracy. "Right, I meant that the best kind of romance is one that grows over time and endures into old age." Jeanna rolled her eyes. Compared to Cedric, Austin seemed like the more dependable type. After all, if not for his timely intervention years ago, Sophie might not have survived. The idea of repaying a life-saving debt with romance might seem cliché, but it did paint a pretty picture.

“Okay, okay. You’ve always been a weird guy, Burnham. Sometimes I think I understand you, and sometimes I can’t figure you out. It’s no wonder so many women are pining for you. Did you know? Most women are attracted to dangerous and enticing types. The more they can’t figure you out, the more attractive you’ll be.” Elias chuckled exasperatedly. “Am I really that attractive?” Zeke waved his hand. “You have no idea, Burnham. I may not have much experience in love, but I’m a director. I’ve directed all sorts of love stories. So I have some measure of understanding of romance.” “Forget it. You’ve only had two girlfriends. And you’re saying you understand romance?” Elias laughed and teased Zeke m

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

"What? People like romance." She turned back toward us. "Two people from completely different backgrounds and class meet through work. They spend a year together. They fall in love. Their relationship grows privately, away from the public eye." She spread her hands. "Then they get married." Genesis's head lifted slightly and said. "And then they get divorced." The room went silent. Esme's smile faded for half a second. "Yes." I glanced at Genesis. She was staring at her hands back again. Esme quickly continued.

Her heart nearly stopped. “You’re successful now,” she said. “You have everything. Why would you want the same girl you left behind?” “Because I never stopped loving her.” The room felt suddenly smaller. Dangerous. Hope was a dangerous emotion for Evelyn. “I don’t believe you,” she said. “You don’t have to,” Lincoln replied. “But I’m not giving up this time.” Her chest tightened again. Every man she had dated after Lincoln had been an attempt to replace something that could never truly be replaced.

With that touch, Lucas's breathing instantly deepened. Originally, he could have resisted with willpower, but Melody was too skilled at seduction. While guiding his hand over her body, she wrapped her arms around his neck and breathed softly into his ear, "I miss you terribly too. I'm nearly going mad with longing. Don't believe me? Feel for yourself..." "Before, it was all my fault. I shouldn't have overstepped and caused trouble with your wife." "Now I know better. I swear I'll behave properly from now on as your secret lover. I'll never foolishly dream of more or cause problems again."