Great Historical Romance Novels & Stories

the movie echoed. “Your kisses feel like vocalnic eruptions on my lips” he whispered to her ears. “Your caresses feel like furrows burying in deeply until I'm shivering”. “Yesss Nate,” the girl in the movie moaned. “Fuck me harder,” she responded. Belle had always been a die hard romantic. And even though she never admits it, she was a lover girl. Just as she kept watching her movie whilst she enjoyed feeling the wind in her hair and face, she suddenly heard a loud, yet familiar voice screaming at her.

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

“No. You respect inspiration. Not people.” Mateo looked hurt. “That’s not fair.” “Neither is lying.” Days later, Evelyn discovered something worse. Mateo’s paintings had become popular. Very popular. She visited another gallery exhibition with Ada. And there it was. A huge portrait hanging on the wall. Of her. But the title made her stomach drop. “The Girl Who Didn’t Know.” The description beside the painting mentioned that the artist had painted it during a “complicated relationship.” People around her whispered about the story behind it.

The hall became silenced for a few minutes and after that, the audience began to clap their hands again. "Ok as we all know, nobody has objected to this marriage so therefore with the power vested upon me as a priest of the lord, I hereby pronounce you husband and wife"The priest handed over his plate to his servant and turned again to face the wedded couple "You may now unveil and kiss the bride" The crowd all rose to their feet in loud cheers, clapping and whistling. Valentino took two steps forward toward Alice he gently and slowly unveiled her but before he kissed her, they stared at each other for a while Alice nodded at him to go on and kiss her but Valentino was still a bit carried aw

I asked him, confident that the world is not so bad and maybe it can be as beautiful as movies. “Are you talking about “The Notebook” and “Titanic”?” “No, Superman.” I spit quickly, while he looks at me strangely, thinking I've lost my mind. “When I was a little girl, I saw Superman with my parents and I thought it was the most romantic movie.” I commented to him, going back to my childhood and remembering the moment I saw the movie. “Isn't Superman an action movie?” He asks me thoughtfully. “Yes,” I respond quickly. “In the second half, the villain fires missiles and causes an earthquake. The woman Superman loves is buried and dies. Superman could save the world, but not the woman he loved.

I grouse. The back door suddenly opened and...what? Oh my gee! Gentle Aura!!! Are you...Are you kidding me? I flinched and moved backwards. My second super crush after Ryan - young and charming. Am I dreaming? He was standing in front of me. "Hey, were you hurt?" He asked in the mildest tone ever. Hold on, I thought he was grumpy? I bent my head, unable to look at him. The fragrance around him was sweet. He was dripping in gold.

She is the very model of Abnegation and he gave her a little name, his A****n. The problem is that she doesn't even look at him as a potential partner. Far from the fact that she is almost ten years his senior, she seems to be a woman with far too high standards for him. The fact that she had an affair with John Keller deeply hurt him knowing the reputation of the latter. But then he was reassured that it was finally over.

Celeste asked looking up at the stars. "No, he only told me to pack up for this…" " I see, you must love your husband a lot" Celeste reasoned, " I do and I Know you also have an eye for the Lord, Moreau I mean" Delphine phrased out as Celeste chuckled, everyone here knew how much Moreau loves and cherished Estelle La Fey, she's the only woman whom he holds in his heart, but seems like he chose power over his love, for reasons best known to him, and also how Celeste was always seen around him, because she had special feelings for him, though he never baits an eye at her, the fact she was Estelle La Fey's maid left people thinking.

She whisper quietly looking down at her lap. I frown . I put the brown box aside and sit beside her on the bed holding her hand. " hey....listen you don't need to ever feel guilty or embarrasse about money or asking me something. Do you get it." I said softly looking at her eyes. " Because my love , the money , the empire that I built , its all because of you. Because I want to spoil you so much. I don't fucking care if you don't remember me and my love , all I want is you by my side. You never have to be embarrass about not able to reciprocate my feelings, I am fine with it but don't ever force yourself."

I flip through the magazine in the seat pocket, scroll aimlessly on my phone until there’s no signal, and then just watch him from time to time, It’s unsettling. When we finally descend, I press my face slightly toward the window. And then I see it. The city. Elegant rooftops. The curve of a river cutting through it. Landmarks I’ve only ever seen in pictures. My breath catches. “No way…” I whisper. The wheels touch down smoothly. PARIS. Like actual Paris. The land of lovers. The city of lights. The city people fly across the world for honeymoons and proposals and once-in-a-lifetime romance.