Good Romantic Books Novels & Stories

Comment your thoughts too, please. My Other Books . . The Alpha’s Christmas Present – A Dark Werewolf Romance. . . That Royal Betrothal – A Royal Romantic Adventure story . . . Badboy and Our Wrong Love - A Highschool Love Story

"As you can see. The book is really interesting. I think you should read it too." "What's it about?", She asked with a smile. "A lot of things. Love, betrayal, family, trust and lots more. It's really good." "I would live to read it." "I'm almost through with it. I can lend it to you." "I'll like that." Zuerien noticed she was always happy and smiling anytime she talks about books. He looked at her as she smiled and realized just how beautiful she was. Even her extremely long hair was beautiful. And he would want to run his hands through it. He cleared his throat and pulled her other wrist that was not injured. "Let's go."

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

He held up the book so I could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” Obviously, I knew this already, but I still couldn’t believe he actually had it in his hands. I was more than a little embarrassed. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from me. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” He said it in an overly romanticized voice and I could feel my face turning red. “Just give it here,” I whispered, reaching for it again. He held it just out of my reach.

He crushes his cigarette into the ashtray on the table and without waiting for more I climb on his lap, pushing my body into his hard one. I place my hand on his chest and he looks at me in amusement. A small smirk appears out of the corner of his mouth. "What are you doing sweetheart?" he asks in playfulness and I hushed him by putting my finger on top of his surprisingly soft lips. I didn't realize that when did I start stroking his lips but when a warm feeling enveloped my wrist I was back in reality. I gasp at our closeness, I couldn't remember when did my body leaning forward into his.

I leaned in a fraction of an inch, a teasing glint in my eyes, "I prefer classic literature. Russian realism, psychological thrillers. Dostoyevsky, Fitzgerald, Hemingway. I like substance." "Substance?!" Ruby mocked, completely offended. "Are you implying my romance novels don't have substance? Excuse you, but enemies-to-lovers tropes require intense psychological maneuvering! The angst! The tension! It's art, Alexander. Your little Russian thrillers have nothing on a slow-burn romance."

I touched it and saw that some eBook reading app was opened. Oh, so she loves reading... I could not control my urge to know more about her likes and preferences. So I read a few lines. Ooohhh! What??? It was a romantic book... Very unpredictable. She looked as if she doesn't know anything about all these things. I read a few lines... It was very romantic and subtly erotic. I liked it too. Oh, la la!! She was not totally unaware of these feelings. So I checked the name of the book and platform. I would read it and see what kind of books she reads.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

he said. "Thank you," I said wondering why he was being so nice to her. He's nice to other workers too but he's nicer to her. I searched the collection of books for the one I'll read. Just so sad Damian adores mystery novels. I don't enjoy them. "Here, I bought you some romantic novels," he said behind me. "Huh?" I said turning in the process. My hands flew to my mouth when I saw the novels on the table. Not one, not two, nor three but more than dozens which I couldn't even count by just standing here, and it looks like they were all written by my favorite author.

Hotel Room Chapter 6 Jake's hands sliding up Jannis's arms sent shivers down her spine, causing her breath to catch. With an equally intense look, she tilts her head back and meets his ravenous gaze. "Jake, I want to eat the forbidden fruit tonight. I want to feel the forbidden love's sweetness." Whispered confessions laden with need and love fill her voice as Jannis comes closer to Jake, her curves molding against his strong torso, and her hands find a firm grasp on his chest.