Feel Good Romance Novels & Stories

"I couldn't leave my baby alone for too long without feeling uneasy." Butterflies erupted in my stomach, my eyes locking onto his. "For you," he said, offering me the roses. My heart skipped a beat as I took in the romantic gesture, the smile on my lips widening. As Dominic handed me the roses, our fingers touched and a spark of electricity coursed through my system. My skin tingled and I felt a flutter in my chest. I brought the roses to my nose, inhaling deeply and the heady scent filled my senses. I closed my eyes briefly, savouring the sweet fragrance.

Chapter's Soundtrack I Feel like I’m drowning By Two Feet Anthony’s POV Something about this was different. So different it sent shivers down my spine and filled me with warmth. I have been with her before but doing this felt different, maybe it was because I was in love with her or that our relationship felt real. Whichever one it was, I was loving it as my lips moved against hers.

He grinned up at her before his mouth went back to her breast. When she felt him at her core again, rubbing back and forth against her, she grasped his shoulders. "We didn't even make out like this as teenagers," she forced the words between gritted teeth. This felt better than sex ever had, maybe it was the buildup of tension between the two of them, and maybe it was the fact that she'd loved him for half her life. She wasn't sure, but everything he did to her felt better than it ever had. Roni caught his rhythm, thrusting against him. Her fingers bit into the skin of his back, holding on tightly as he hit every nerve that would set her off like the fourth of July. "Why does this feel so go

Austin's slumber had a strong fantasy of him and Sara snuggled up together, engulfed in a warm golden glow. It was unlike any moment he had ever shared with her, and yet, the soothing feeling of her lips brushing against his felt deeply tangible. Austin was glowing with giddy excitement as the romantic kiss deepened further.

His arm wrapped around me, his hand resting gently on my hip. “Goodnight, Roman,” I said softly, leaning up to kiss his jaw. “I love you.” The words came easily now. He kissed my forehead. “I love you too.” I moved closer, fitting perfectly against him as our breathing slowly matched. He had made me feel so special all night, from the rooftop to these quiet moments. My feelings for him were just as strong, deep and steady, making everything feel right.

“What’s that?” I leaned in closer, brushing my nose against hers. “I want more nights like this. Just us. No drama. No hiding. I want to wake up next to you every morning and cook terrible breakfast with you… and then maybe ruin the kitchen again after.” Rhea let out a quiet laugh, her hands sliding up my chest. “You’re getting dangerously romantic, Lennox.” “Can’t help it,” I murmured, kissing the corner of her mouth. “You make me want to be the guy who deserves you.”

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

Kalix's growls of pleasure and Audrey's moans of delight echo in the room, a testament to the depth of their shared passion. As they gaze into each other's eyes, their connection deepens, their love blossoming in the midst of their shared ecstasy. The unspoken language of their shared gaze conveys a deep understanding and a mutual longing that transcends words, binding them together in a moment of pure intimacy and connection. In this moment, they are lost in each other, their love shining bright and true as they revel in the beauty of their shared romance.

"But I'm curious, what does romance mean to you?" Max leaned in closer to Chloe, his voice low and husky, as he whispered softly into her ear, "Romance is like the changing sky at dusk, with colors shifting and blending together to create something new and beautiful each time. It's like the dance of fireflies on a warm summer evening, a dazzling display that takes your breath away.” His words flowed like a gentle stream, carrying with them the promise of something sweet and special. Chloe felt her heart skip a beat, and a shiver ran down her spine like a gentle breeze on a summer day, as she turned away to hide the reddened flush on her cheeks.

Chapter Eight: Book True love isn't buying roses, giving gifts, cuddling or kissing, but it is the feeling that blooms in your heart, it is the longing of being closer to someone, it is the desire to share and understand. People tell me it's the best feeling, but I'm scared I'm going to get trapped.