Favorite Historical Romance Novels Novels & Stories

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

“He’d finally found a woman of the same social status after all the trouble, and she had a miscarriage because of me. He must have hated me to the core. It’s already merciful of him to make me leave with nothing.” Christina could not help but mock herself. Matthew felt angry on her behalf. “Tell me, who’s the secret lover?” “It’s his current fiance!” “What?” Matthew’s eyes widened all of a sudden. “Serena was his secret lover back then?”

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

Fortunately, the music wasn't that loud on this side of the VIP and we could talk without yelling at each other. “Well, at first I felt mocked by that woman, but then I opened that book, and I was impressed. There was everything I needed! How to treat her, how to talk to her, how to turn her on and of course, how to make her come. Everything is there, why do you think they are so popular?” “Because they are bored?” Pierre asked, earning a look of hatred from his girlfriend. "Because fiction is better than reality,” Louis corrected, putting an arm around my shoulders. "A woman who reads is dangerous because she knows what she wants and how she wants it. Perhaps if there were more men reading

“I read I guess- “Wow, what type of novels do you read?” She grinned wearing an excited look. I don’t read novels though. “Historical?” I guessed since I like to read documentaries. “Wow, that’s interesting. I sometimes read historical novels as well. Not all the time though, I love its romance” She put in and I nodded and it was silence again. “I…I’m done with my drink. So, I should go” I told her after standing from my seat. “Yeah me too, let’s go” She eagerly stood and followed me. Oh God, I thought as she started talking again after we walked out of the cafe together.

" I reply. "We'll see. The heroine always denies her feelings at first in most romance novels. " she coos. "That's not true! And even if This Mansion were to be a novel, I'm pretty sure it would be horror and not romance! " I shot. "That's true. But who says a little romance isn't allowed in a horror novel? " she coos while wiggling her brows at me. "You're nuts! " I reply as I roll my eyes and look away while she just laughs.

There, he found Kana waiting for him, her eyes filled with the same love that had ignited their hearts all those months ago. In each other's arms, they discovered that their love had not only survived the trials of time and separation but had grown stronger. Their historical romance had weathered the storms of history and emerged as a timeless love story, a testament to the enduring power of love that transcended eras and defied the constraints of fate.

This is going to be nice, I just know it. I spend hours cooking, snacking, reading, and it feels like a dream. My fae romance novel takes me to a land that doesn’t resemble my life and I’m so happy to lose myself in it. I’m reading along happily when I come across a word that strikes me dead. Mates. Great. Just what I was trying to forget about. I put it down and pull out the other book I brought, a historical fiction novel. No mates here, no way. Dinnertime creeps around and I spend a while making a nice risotto with a side salad and garlic bread. It’s so good it borders on s*x.

After watching Rose convince the dressmaker that she really wanted breeches and wasn’t playing a cruel joke, they stopped for refreshments at an interesting shop near the apothecary. Rose was hoping to hear word from locals on what happened with the crown , shite she wasn’t wrong! Couples littered the tables and the womenfolk gossiped enough to keep everyone updated. “Lizzy’s sister was offered a counts hand but he really only wants her for her dowery”, “did you see Lord Gessler’s top coat?!… he must be without a tailor, teeheehee!”, “ Mr Edwards passed the tests and has reopened his shop after being released”

The titles of the stories had followed a similar theme like ‘The Billionaire’s Secret Wife’, ‘Forced Marriage’ or “The CEO’s Mistress’. It hadn’t taken him long to work out that they were slushy romantic novels with lurid covers. “Queen Annelise had a phase,” Sebastian said with a snort. “I cannot believe how low the quality is in those books from the writing to the romance. She stopped reading them when she got married and had enough courage to keep them here despite knowing people would judge her.” “You’re very knowledgeable about them,” Edward laughed. “I was curious,” Sebastian admitted. “They are weirdly addictive to read. It’s a shame they don’t do a gay line of books. ” Edward pulled