Novel & Cerita Great Romance Novels For Adults

He popped the trunk of the car, inside there were around six dozen roses, blackberry chocolates, and a stuffed wine with a beautiful colored note, "Will you like to join me for dinner tonight?" A big smile itself graced my lips, undoubtedly it was beautiful and innovative. I faintly touched them and looked up just to find that grinning handsome man staring at me. "You look beautiful when you smile. Much better than from your poker expression.” He bent towards me and whispered," But even more beautiful while blushing the way you are right now." and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, a

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

Ellery said. “Spoken like a true rich person.” That earned her another head-turn, but Ellery's mouth wasn’t quite as sulky as usual. In fact, Cole would even have gone so far as to say her expression was amused. “How do you know this stuff?” Ellery asked. “Georgette Heyer. Obviously.” “Oh.” She couldn’t see Ellery's eyes, but her tone suggested they were rolling. “Romances.” “What’s wrong with romances? And don’t give me some line about them being trashy or patriarchal or always having the same plot

My hand went into my pocket and I felt his bracelet. "You are very right. We won't want such a whore to be our mate anyways when we have Jaden." I replied my wolf through mindlink in high spirits. "What are you doing here?" A voice broke in, drifting me back to reality as I flinched and raised my head, only to be faced with a beautiful girl, the same height as me and probably my age mates, but the difference was very clear. Her skin glows, adorned with a gown of silk and satin, designed with really beautiful embroidery.

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

“No matter how handsome a man is, he will grow old eventually. As for money, no matter how rich a man is, if he has no feelings for you, he can always find an excuse to leave you with nothing at all.” Christina smiled faintly. “That’s why, no matter how good the man is, it’s better to find a man who is loyal to his feelings and can live with you for the rest of his life.” “Good point.” The host agreed and then asked, “Then, why don’t you want to live with your mother-in-law? Harmony between a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is a traditional virtue. Why would you put forward such strange conditions? Aren’t you afraid of being misunderstood?”

She adores this book! -You have such an elegant taste, Ma'am! The woman laughed at the comment. She found her spontaneousness brave and cute: - Well thank you, young lady. You are fluttering me with those compliments. - Oh I'm not! you deserve it. Nowadays, not many people are interested in classics. - I would say that not many are interested in detective fiction. Because I observe many young women interested in classic romances. So, are you one of them? - I used to read romantic novels when I was younger. Now, only mysteries and murders are thrilling me.

She repeated her question, seductive eyes roaming him from top to bottom. That was all it took for his hesitation to dissolve. He pulled her closer, arms circling her waist as he leaned into her. He deepened the kiss, erasing every reason he had to stop. They nibbled on each other’s lips, slowly, at first. Unrushed. But intensified when their souls were fully consumed, begging for a deeper connection. Their wet tongues tangled, mouths moving in sync with their lust towards each other. By the time they pulled away, they were breathless. Mouths swollen, tongues tingling, but they weren’t done.

In one smooth motion he lifted me up and my legs wrapped around his waist automatically. He turned and pressed my back against the wall hard enough to knock a picture frame crooked. The new position put the hard ridge of his erection right against the place where I needed friction most and I couldn’t stop myself from grinding down against him. “Fuck,” Nathan groaned against my mouth, and the raw need in his voice sent another wave of heat through me. His hips thrust up to meet mine and the friction made stars burst behind my closed eyelids. We were still fully clothed but it felt so good I thought I might actually come just from this, just from grinding against him like teenagers.

But Arabella’s heart had already begun beating far too quickly. A breeze moved softly through the marketplace between them. Neither spoke for several moments. Then Edwin finally gestured toward the bookstore. “Do you enjoy reading?” “Yes.” “What sort of books?” Arabella hesitated. “Poetry mostly.” One dark brow lifted slightly. “Romantic poetry?” Her cheeks warmed instantly. “Sometimes.” Edwin looked dangerously amused again. “You continue to surprise me, Lady Arabella.” “And you continue mocking me.” “Only because you blush so beautifully.” The words escaped him so naturally that both of them froze afterward.