Highland Romance Novels & Stories

The thin straps fell on her snowy white and slender shoulders, and her delicate clavicle was tempting. The long, swan-like neck and the beautiful right-angle shoulders were all exquisitely charming. Every part of her was delicate and captivating. She was like a blooming poppy, exuding a dangerous and enchanting charm. With a soft voice, she said, "Mr. Winchester took the initiative to come. Is he ready to stay for good?" Her slender, ivory-like index finger pointed at his heart. She smiled like a seductive little fox, playfully dragging out her tone. "Women in the mountains are tigresses, and when you encounter them, you must stay away..."

As the morning sun climbed high in the clear sky, Jeremy and Alexandra ambled back to the mountain ranch. Their morning had been filled with the sweet connection of a shared ride, a somewhat romantic air mingling with the scent of horses and the dust of the trail. The rugged beauty of Jeremy's property served as a picturesque backdrop, and Alexandra was slowly falling in love with the landscape, if not the rancher himself.

Gremory Jayden's POV The stupid outing I had with Damien almost ruined me. Thankfully the hotel I lodged in was his hotel,so it was very easy to wipe out any funny traces. I also paid the Blonde handfully and she promised not to say a word. Charles' words kept re-echoing in my ear. What I mean is Mr Jayden here has to fall in love with someone, this changes his hormones and the way he reacts to pleasure. Without that feeling of intense attachment or longing I'm afraid you will remain like this till you die or worse because cases like this worsens with time!

Chapter 11: The Highland Ghost The helicopter's rotors beat against the thin, cold air of the Scottish Highlands like the wings of a predatory bird. Inside the cabin, the atmosphere was thick with a silence so heavy it felt pressurized. Elena sat across from Killian, her fingers interlaced so tightly her knuckles were white. Outside the reinforced glass, the landscape was a masterpiece of jagged peaks and deep, ink-colored glens, but her mind was back in London, in the wreckage of the corporate war they had only just begun to survive.

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

She asked and proffered the bottle of wine to me. "No, please. Thanks" I shook my hand at her. She shrugged and drank from the bottle and for a moment, we were silent. "When will our husbands settle their differences, huh?" She asked pathetically. Hold on; is she really referring to Royce as her husband when they're not even married?? I just chuckled and didn't say a word. 'Ryan has gone to one of his mansions, right?" She further asked. "Yeah - seems so" I replied. "Hmph. Must be really lonely for you, huh?

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."

As she rode Jim's cock she felt the exquisite pleasure of the friction of their union, and her excitement grew as she pressed herself to her limits of endurance. She had seldom found herself so totally immersed in the sensations and the emotions of the act, at least not since shortly after she had married. She rode harder. It was sudden and unexpected as Maddie suddenly felt her body quicken to a new height, and before she could recognize the symptoms, her peak was upon her. She settled herself to fullest penetration and leaned forward to get every last bit of sensation she could derive from the moment.

The smell of new books has kept enticing a chunk of the population, albeit a smaller percentage, and mostly, people who buy from us are collectors, those who are too rich to spend money on things of the past–and that's what we offer: old, tanning books with worn out spines; a remnant of the past, a time when HarmonyMatch was never a thing. I man the register for a couple of old folks who got a stack of magazines. I smiled as they walked out the store, his hands on her shoulder, both smiling as they talked about their purchase. I thought about how they were Matched, whether they knew each other before the ceremony, if they were childhood sweethearts, or if they were familiar faces you see on

He was not wearing his suit, but just nice black jeans and a black shirt with an adjacent jacket. Dangerously handsome! I whispered and immediately looked away. "Here to surprise me, aren't you?" A husky voice came from behind me, the damn voice that had a slight ascent to it. To be continued… Finally, many things happened? And a gripping start of their love story, stubborn hearts, insane love, and possessiveness altogether a RUTHLESS ROMANCE They have started analyzing their feelings but this stubbornness, I tell you. How is Scarlett going to be as a famous Fashion Designer as said by Eric?