Free Romantic Stories Novels & Stories

"I think your stories are great, Zam. The world needs to read it." Zamantha frowned and stopped typing her thesis on the laptop. "I just can't get past the romance plot of my stories. I don't know how to freaking write it. I don't know the feeling of being in love." Zamantha grinned devilishly. "Perhaps, you can enlighten me? You know, you're mending a broken heart again."

No foreplay was required in this ecstatic world of perfection, and penetration was effected in a single snag-free glide. Tumbling back to reality, and almost falling off his stool in the process, Elliot sighed with regret. He really loved the ‘hotel room’ fantasy, although he had to admit it wasn’t entirely all his own work. The protagonists - Diamanda and himself — were his choice of course, but the scenario, the setting and the nitty-gritty of the bedroom action came straight from one of the lady’s own stories, The Spider's Web, which was all about a beautiful, sexually voracious woman who picked up young men in bars and lured them to hotel rooms to fuck them.

he asked. She thought for a second. “Ones that have happy endings.” “A romantic?” he asked. She never considered herself one. “I like noir—but the stories where the boy gets the girl in the end. Or vice versa.” “Top shelf,” he told her, indicating the back room. She went there and waited. What if he followed? What would that mean? She’d been out of the dating loop since she’d landed her current job, the one that had sucked up all her time, her mind, her soul, her life. Her fingers trailed over the broken spines of misused paperbacks, and she hoped he would follow her. But what would she say? What would she do?

“This isn’t a one-time thing for me, Bella. I’ve wanted you for too long. Now that I’ve had a taste… I’m not letting you go.” My heart fluttered with a dangerous mix of excitement and fear. Forbidden love. That’s what this was. My husband’s brother. The ultimate betrayal. And yet, lying here in the bed I shared with Marco, filled with another man’s cum, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. We stayed like that for nearly an hour — touching, kissing, whispering filthy promises of what we would do next time. Luca’s cock eventually hardened again against my thigh, but we both knew time was running out. The kids would be dropped off soon. Marco might come home early.

He pulled out and came on her lower back, marking her as his. Later, after they'd actually unpacked and she'd showered off, they made love slowly in their new bed, in their new apartment, in their new city. They moved together with a familiarity born from months of longing, and when they came, it was together, her body clenching around him as his release shook through him. "This is real, right?" she whispered, her face tucked against his neck. "This isn't a dream?" "It's real," he promised. "This is real, and you're here, and we're going to build something extraordinary together."

Rene’s POV “He wants me to go to Coverts Lisa.. Coverts! He wants me to cheat!” I said on the phone with my cousin. Sitting outside the hospital “But Rene.. Is it really cheating if he permits you to?” “Omg Lisa! Don't tell me.. What has gotten into you two?” “Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.”

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

The heat in the room grew stronger, they both grew breathless. They went on and on until they were satisfied. Then finally, they threw their backs onto the bed…butt naked…staring at each other knowing nothing between them is going to remain the same. But they didn’t seem to care, Lana scooted closer to Rafe and crashed her lips into his. He didn’t hesistate, he pulled her closer by the waist and continued to kiss her as both of their warm naked bodies clashed.

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

he then asked. The King tilted his head to one side and studied her curiously. "How so?" he asked. It was time to pull out her cards. "Men don't like free-thinking, educated women with ambitions and dreams." Angelica replied. "I have read over three hundred books on more than a hundred different subjects. My dream is to open a school for young girls and teach them how to write and read, Your Majesty," she said. Hopefully, this would be enough to scare him.