Highlander Romance Novels & Stories

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

I lifted my hands to his chest, pressed against the warmth of him, and whispered, “I love you, Ethan. I’ve always—” He quieted me with his lips. A slow, sensual kiss that was full of morning, full of sunlight, full of home. The way he kissed me now wasn’t rushed or needy. It was almost...sacred. The kind of kiss that seeps into your very soul and stays there. I wrapped my arms around him, pressing against him as if I could never get close enough. “I’ve been dreaming of this,” he whispered between kisses. “Of you in my arms like this. No walls. No fear. Just us.”

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.

In my heart, I knew she was right, especially since I had been marked. “He marked me.” I whispered, nearly afraid to speak the words aloud. There was another long pause, and I knew Meredith was trying to find an acceptable response, however like my worst fears, she was blunt like always. “Then you cannot leave. You are destined to be his, for better or worse. You are simply his highlander Luna.” I felt the tears fall upon my hand, silently remembering how I ordered him to submit, and bow his head he had, only to bury his fangs into my neck. Sneaky, cunning wolf.

"So, I'd like to ask, what kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves using a girlfriend's supplementary card to buy the mentee a Tiffany necklace? What kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves booking a king-size room together at a hot spring hotel?" The room erupted in murmurs. Everly's face turned pale. She instinctively grabbed onto Jeremy's sleeve. "You... You're lying! That was for work!" she screamed. I gestured for Justin Orson to play the projection. On the screen appeared a list of transactions alongside corresponding social media posts. [December 1: Thank you for the necklace, Jeremy. I love it.] [Transaction: 2000 dollars charged to Jeremy's supplementary card.] [December 24:

Rhett wrapped his arms tightly about her and raised his head to meet Kieran’s icy gaze from a distance. Unconsciously, Kieran’s fingers tensed and then loosened. A sly grin appeared on his face. With jealousy flaming in her eyes, Lydia gazed intently at the embracing couple. Haley’s lack of concern makes sense. Rhett was the most desirable man in the city's business community, and she had fallen in love with him! How could he be attracted to Haley, a divorced lady with no past? She must have tricked him in some way! Kieran thought.

(POV: Oma) Monday had arrived. The two lifetimes we had promised each other in the dark were now breaking ground in the light. The vintage Rambler wound its way down the narrow, gravel driveway of the cabin, the tires crunching softly against the stones as the Big Sur coastline faded into our rear-view mirror. By the time the jagged cliffs transitioned into the sprawling, multi-lane highway leading into San Diego, the quiet insulation of our honeymoon had morphed into a electric, anticipatory energy.

She couldn't go through this again. Olivia was well on the road to ruination...she was allowing herself to dream of his kisses-of more than just his kisses, she was looking forward to having more clandestine rendezvous with him and she was allowing her emotions to get tangled in this web that he'd unwittingly spun around them. While she wasn't precisely happy, she was content with her life. She had a loving family. She was popular amongst her peers because of her poise, wit and cool composure

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

The King placed the black velvet box into his hands, and stepped back with the Queen into their thrones, letting us have the spotlight–quite literally, too. Everything light turned off except for a light above us…or it could really be just me, focusing on nothing but Caelum, who knelt on the ground in front of me on one knee, and whispered just so only I could hear: "Will you give me the honor of marrying you, Vivienne Skye Harper?" He opened the velvet box, and there laid the most stunning diamond ring I have ever seen.