Fabio Romance Novels & Stories

The trap of youthful romance that made her believe that all promises could come true. Unfortunately, they could not. Fate had many ways to speak. It silenced all desires and hopes in a thousand languages. “Luc.” A haze covered Velia's vision, obscuring the bitter reality she had once tasted. Lucas exchanged it. He replaced the bitterness with something akin to honey. Sweet and addictive. In the form of their lips meeting again. Lucas's dominance took shape. Through his firm touch and enticing darkness. He captured Velia's femininity in submission. More than just helplessness. The fortress Velia had built in seven years seemed useless when faced with Lucas.

He adored her almost as never before as he said, "Put the robe on and cover yourself. Where will you be spending the night?" "I'd hoped I could stay here tonight. Guess you're not interested." "Candice, right now, I'm trying very hard not to hate you. You've hurt me badly, and now you're trying to use me again. I must be a fool, but I am interested." She looked at Matt in triumph. She had won a victory. Then Matt spoke again, "Before we get cozy, there are a few things you need to understand. I may not be the gentleman or the fantastic lover like your late boyfriend, but I do have feelings. Nobody knows what's been in that cunt of yours lately or what disease it might harbor, so I'll settle

Joseph's face flushed bright red, veins throbbing in his forehead. He reached out hesitantly for the truth… but then, Charlotte came running in, screaming his name, "Joseph!" Joseph turned to her, his eyes brimming with conflicting emotions. Unconcealed shock, disbelieving reluctance, fathomless confusion, excruciating agony… His opponent caught sight of Charlotte as well, and became greatly agitated. "That's her! Here, take it! There's an album under her name, the password is her birthday… you'll see I'm not lying! She's a total freak in the sack! Definitely nothing like the pure, innocent angel she pretends to be!"

The space between us had become a living thing, heavy, demanding, pulling me closer even as every scar in me wanted to resist. His thumb brushed along my cheekbone, almost reverent. “I never wanted this,” he said, his jaw tightening as though the words cost him. “I swore I didn’t believe in it. But you…” His gaze darkened, unflinching. “You made a liar out of me.” The silence stretched. My heart thudded hard against his chest. “Ti amo, Mirabella.” The words fell like a brand, searing, permanent. Not a confession. A claim. A vow.

he mumbled, pressing soft kisses to her forehead, cheeks and lips. His hand idly caressed her breast, thumb brushing the still-sensitive nipple. She giggled, tilting her face up to capture his mouth. Brad's fingers traced lazy patterns on her skin, his dominance a comforting blanket over her submission. Marie nestled closer, content in the afterglow, knowing this affair had woven itself too deeply into their souls to unravel easily.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

She said while packing the sandals. “By the way, it seemed to have lost its luster ... I don't know what magic this dark handsome Bernardo did that this madam was not facing us ...” Larib also teased her and said that while the smile on Heer's face collapsed at the mention of Bernardo, Haniya slapped Larib hard .... “Heer, this is nonsense ... let's eat pizza ... I feel very hungry ... rats are dancing in my stomach” She dragged her to the food point ....

Joan faltered, her voice a murmur. "So what did you do? You had sex with him?" Francesca asked her voice a whisper. "This is bad Jo. This is not healthy for you. You know what type of character Asher is, he's going to hurt you." Francesca took Joan's hands in her own, she had closed the distance between the both of them. "He's in love with me Fran, and I feel the same too," Joan said candidly, her voice unwavering. "Oh, Jo-"

Kate stopped talking immediately as Sebastian raised his hands indicating for her to shut up. "What are you doing here babe?" Sebastian asked out aloud as everyone froze at his question including Ace. "I….I ." Adia stuttered unable to find the right words to say "Save your strength babe, you know I hate it alot when you stress yourself" Sebastian coaxed placing his hands round Adia waist, shocking Kate, Adia and most especially Ace. 'when did Sebastian start being romantic?' Ace asked himself as he stared at Sebastian in disbelief. "Come on babe, you need to visit your sister remember, Ace let's go" Sebastian called out acting as if Kate was invincible.

Fabio Romano was tall and tanned and middle-aged, with a languid boredom about him that had her wondering if that was where Dami was going to be by the time he reached his middle years. They said they were cruising the Caribbean on their yacht and invited Dami and Charley to join them for the afternoon. Dami was beautifully suave and gracious with his refusal. Fabio Romano was beautifully suave and gracious in his acceptance of it. His lovely wife was not. Her black eyes sparked with irritation, which she vented on Charley. "Such a sweet hat, Cara," she murmured, "very cute and pink." "How do you dare to wear that shade with your hair coloring?"