Fated Romance Book Box Novels & Stories

she asked herself. “Ever heard of a forbidden love trope? Like in romance books or movies even?” Richard said, standing up and walking a bit, Solene gazed at his plump masculine buttocks and a side view of his relaxed cock. “How? How do we make that possible?” She asked getting out of bed and walking over to him. “I'm here for you Sol. But that part is up to you. I'll have your back no matter what though. Get creative baby,” he turned to face her then grabbed her by the waist.

The shade sticker read Crimson Vow, and someone had tied a narrow rose-gold ribbon around it with suspicious care. I stared at it. Then translucent comments slid across my vision, like live reactions on a serialized romance app. [@BookTokAfterDark: Oh, she has no idea what that lipstick does.] [@SteamQueen: I can smell the spice from here. I am seated.] [@KindleKiller: He really put his weak spot in a velvet box. Sir.] [@RomanceGremlin: Buckle up. This is about to get messy in the best way.] I almost dropped the box.

Then, he said “Rest well and be prepared for tomorrow.” “Yes sir.” I replied and watched as he walked into the room, shutting the door behind. I stood in the empty hallway for a few seconds, staring at his door. A quiet ache rose in my chest, that stupid wish we could share the same room. But that wasn't going to happen. With a soft sigh, I pulled my suitcase along and slipped into my suite. The room glowed in soft whites and gold, my favorite color combination. A small smile tugged at my lips. I’d made the right choice when I booked the reservation.

My bags fall to the ground, scattering my things everywhere. “I’m so sorry for what happened this morning, princess. I just want you to know that you mean more to me than anything. I would never be unfaithful to you. You are my world, my life, my everything.” He pulls something from his pocket, and my legs go weak. I’m trembling. It’s a jewelry box. Small, expensive, wrapped in red velvet. He opens it to reveal the most beautiful engagement ring I could ever possibly imagine. Sunlight glints off the diamond, reflecting its golden beams onto me.

The shade sticker read Crimson Vow, and someone had tied a narrow rose-gold ribbon around it with suspicious care. I stared at it. Then translucent comments slid across my vision, like live reactions on a serialized romance app. [@BookTokAfterDark: Oh, she has no idea what that lipstick does.] [@SteamQueen: I can smell the spice from here. I am seated.] [@KindleKiller: He really put his weak spot in a velvet box. Sir.] [@RomanceGremlin: Buckle up. This is about to get messy in the best way.] I almost dropped the box.

“This isn’t some kind of prank, right? You’re saying the absolute truth, right?” ‘He better not be, because if he was, I would hate him forever for playing that dirty trick on me.’ I didn’t think Dante would be that cruel, but it was looking so unbelievable. “I won’t stoop so low to crushing your feelings by playing such a cruel prank on you when I know how much you adore books. I guarantee you that everything in those boxes are romance novels. I did some research on the internet for books I felt you would love. Then I politely asked Liam—”

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His voice is low, rough around the edges, the kind that would rumble against my ear if he leaned in close enough. I swallow. “Yeah. That’s me.” His gaze flicks down, just for a second—but it’s enough. The way his dark eye lingers on the hem of my shirt, the way my nipples tighten under the thin cotton like he’s already touched them. My skin prickles, heat pooling between my thighs. Fuck. I’m not wearing a bra. I wasn’t expecting this. He holds out a small, discreet box. The return address is familiar, Pink Petal Pleasures, the boutique I ordered from last night after two glasses of wine and a particularly frustrating video call with my vibrator collection.

Hello readers!!! Just before we begin, it is important to let you all know that this book is a collection of 10 amazing romance stories all by BLAZE NUKKO. The end of each story only leads to the beginning of another love journey. Here is the sequence for the collection: 1. Marrying My Best Friend's Fiancee 2. Pure Lust 3. Mr Handsome's Addiction 4. All For The Baby 5. A Virgin for His Desires 6. Claimed By The Greek Lord

“It’s a part of loving any stubborn she-wolf. If I agree to this, you need to promise me one thing.” “Anything. Name it.” “If she accepts your ring, you aren’t allowed to give her back to me. She’s yours, forever. No returns.” “You won’t have to worry about that, sir. I’ll never give your daughter up.” “Good man. You have my blessing to do your weird, ring tradition thing. You have one picked out?” I pull a box from my pocket. “I ordered it the day she came to Aurora Flame with me.” He whistles at the metal. “She is going to love that.” “I hope so,” I whisper.