Highlander Romance Novels & Stories

“I want to be inside of you when you climax.” He rolled on top of her, his hips moving in a steady rhythm against hers as he reached into his dresser drawer and pulled out a condom. He slid it on his shaft, and before she could protest, he pulled down her pants, her body sliding to the edge of his high bed. He stood and spread her legs, burying himself inside of her. Mandy’s climax came immediately and she cried out as ecstasy and pleasure filled her and left her shaking and quivering. Carl shuddered as his own climax came, leaving him breathless and thrusting inside of her as his passion filled the condom. He fell on top of her and lay there a moment before pulling out and taking off the co

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

then you have loved the wrong person. Scarlett never liked this text of hers. She didn't want to bother with it. It felt weird. She has already married Xander and then reading this message the next day after her wedding....? Even if Xander is not a nice person, you can't just say straight away that he's a killer. It went a bit far and she never replied to that text again. Although she was enthusiastic in her attitude towards Xander in the beginning but that enthusiasm faded away as new feelings kept on emerging the more she spent time with her husband.

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

"We'll prolly have another two or three by then." Hunter nodded vaguely. The truth was, his mind wasn't on the calf or the ranch. It was back on the gorgeous redhead currently ensconced in his office. The previous night had been… Well, the previous couple of nights, if he was honest, had been the most sensual he'd ever experienced. He'd fooled around a little in high school, and certainly in college. And he'd been married, for Pete's sake. But Poppy was more passionate than any woman he'd known.

“It’s more than just a gift, Mia. It’s a reminder of our deep connection, an intimate bond that transcends the ordinary. Drinking your blood is an act of trust and surrender, a symbol of our eternal love.” I sighed with utter contentment, my fingers caressing his cheek. “And with each sip you take, I feel a sense of unity, a merging of our souls. It’s as if we’re sharing a part of ourselves, intertwining our very essence in this moment.” Jonathan pulled away slightly, a satisfied smile gracing his lips. “Yes, my love. It’s a communion of our beings, a sacred ritual that heightens our connection and solidifies our eternal bond. I cherish these moments with you.”

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

Her hands went around his neck and she kissed him with fervor. She hadn't had sex in the past few years, maybe that's why when he lit the fire she burst into beautiful flames of desires so easily. She let her senses be consumed by the strong sensation that coursed through her entire being bringing unbearable pleasure to her that was sending her to the heaven called ecstacy.

Crystal asked, a hint of amusement in her tone as she noticed Arielle stepping closer to her. Arielle leaned in slightly and whispered, “Grandmother has a… unique taste in horror movies.” Crystal chuckled softly, nodding in agreement. “That she does,” she replied. As Arielle’s gaze fell on the book in Crystal’s hands, her face lit up with rare excitement. “Maa, do you like historical romance?” she asked, her voice brimming with curiosity. Crystal tilted the book to show the cover and replied, “I like anything by this author.” She paused, taken aback by Arielle’s sudden enthusiasm.

His tone was light, almost teasing. Rhian’s head snapped toward him, her eyes sharp. “I’m not sulking. I’m wondering why I’m here at all.” He closed the menu with a soft click and leaned back casually, one arm stretched along the sofa. “Because it’s our honeymoon. Newlyweds go on honeymoons. Don’t tell me you’ve never imagined this moment.” Her laugh came out bitter. “Not with you. Never with you.” Damon’s smirk deepened. “You wound me, Mrs. Alaric.”