Healthy Romance Novels & Stories

All the noise, all the world outside, faded away. There was only them, and the silent, growing current between them which was only obvious to them. A warm, tender feeling, so powerful it was almost painful, filled the air, thick and sweet like honey. It was more than just relief, more than just friendship. It was a spark, hot and undeniable, igniting in the space between their hearts. A raw and true romance, waiting to be explored, waiting to catch fire. The very air seemed to hum with it, electric and bright.

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It just went into letting each other have more closure than he was expecting. Their hands was strolling in between their sensitive parts. Lips were untangled and eyes are directly probing itself’s, an affection that started with hypocrisy and ended up into romantic one. The first time they aggressively started their romance, it was unforgettable and a thing that Queen Argen definitely sought for happy ending. A pleasure that hoped not to be a mere nightmare, but shows authentic feelings into it—an inexplicable secrecy of pleasure eternally.

She leaned in, pressing her lips against Agatha's in a slow, deeply passionate kiss that tasted of absolute peace, secure boundaries, and a love that had defied every single rule to survive. The storm was completely over. Their scripts were finally written in their own ink, and their real-life fairytale was officially forever.

He added impatiently and I wondered how anyone was able to put up with his attitude. “Irene, sweetheart, come here.” I heard Tyrell say, or more like command, before Irene popped up from her seat and sat on his lap. I watched her slide her hair to a side and Tyrell immediately started licking all over her neck hungrily and seductively. I blushed slightly when a moan escaped through her lips but at the same time, it disgusted me that I was about to witness a first-hand soft porn. Tyrell’s eyes turned a shade darker and I watched his fangs graze against her skin before I quickly turned away.

"Yeah, I've read it like a million times anyway, now it's your turn." "Thank you." I hug the book. - Do I give you a book and hug him instead of me? He asks, feigning disappointment. I approach him and give him a hug, I separate and go into my room to put the book away, Cris hugs me from behind and begins to kiss me, he turns me around and kisses me, at first it was a soft kiss, then it increased in intensity , separates and gives me a smile. - Shall we watch a movie? -Question.

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

He was shirtless. "Hey" he chuckled softly and I wrapped my hands around him as soon as I entered, embracing him tightly. "Hi" I flushed and he pulled me close by the waist and kissed me. 🔞🔞🔞 It was a rough kiss, not like our usual gentle kiss. I was holding Ryan Winthrop in my hands. He was all mine. He kept pushing me backwards as we kissed until I reached the wall and my back landed on it. He pinned me to it and lifted my right leg to wrap around his.

If anything, things have only gone from bad to worse. Well, except for one thing—my relationship with Leo. It’s no longer trapped in the world of hatred. I used to hate him. Just seeing him made my blood boil, and the thought of him was enough to ruin my day. But now that I’ve learned it was all because of some planned misunderstandings, the hatred has melted away. I can’t bring myself to despise him anymore. My mind drifted back to the kiss a few days ago. The memory of it—and the way we seemed completely infatuated with each other—flooded my thoughts as if it had just happened yesterday.

“But at least she’d be worrying in warm bubbles.” He nudges my arm. “You act like you don’t know how to do romance, but I’ve watched you with her. You think I didn’t notice you fixing that loose board on the porch before she tripped over it? Or that you’re always closest to the door when she’s in the room? You’re already doing it.” “That’s not romance. That’s just… being prepared, keeping her safe.” “It’s both,” he shrugs. “Being prepared and protecting her is your love language, Rem.”