Novel & Cerita Historical Christian Romance

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Except now it was in my kitchen with the weak winter sunlight hitting us through the blinds and my legs wrapped around his waist. It was wrong and yet the most natural thing in the world. It felt right to be like this with him, even when I knew it was going to cause me nothing but pain and heartbreak in the long run. Men like Dion didn't get into relationships with nobodies like me. That kind of thing only happened in romance movies. This wasn't a romance movie. It was my life, and Dion Granger was going to ruin it again. Only this time, I wasn't sure I cared.

Christian asked, she said nothing as she traced invisible lines around his chest before inching close to his lips to kiss him but he instantly pulled back. "What? Don't you want me anymore?" She asked with a confused look. "It's wrong for you to be here, it's my bachelor's night with my friend but you are ruining everything," Christain muttered before getting up from the chair he had been seated on. "Christian, I know you are trying to use Miriam to get me jealous," Lara said. "Get over yourself Lara, it's over between us! It's Miriam I love and would forever love," Christain, let out sternly.

Will she be able to keep her marriage from falling apart? Adrienne Bellamont Hill, born of a valiant captain and a fiery redhead, is untamed to her core and will bow to no man. Then Christian du Plessis enters her life with an offer she can’t refuse. Discovering the man behind the polished gentleman, she is drawn to him in many ways. Holding out for love is a family tradition, but can she resist the temptation of passion? Christian finds this young woman to be a fascinating challenge, and is torn between keeping his distance from her and succumbing to her charms. A fierce battle of wills ensues as he sees she is much more than he ever imagined.

His jaw was tight, his posture rigid. Alex smiled, stepping back but showing not the slightest trace of embarrassment. "Just reminiscing with your fiancée," he said with studied casualness. "Zoey and I have… a lot of history." Christian crossed the distance between us with measured steps, placing himself at my side. His arm slid around my waist possessively, his fingers pressing lightly against the thin fabric of my dress. "History. Exactly that," Christian replied, his tone glacial. "Something that belongs in the past."

As for Christian’s contribute to the family business, he will be paid accordingly, but the damage which he caused as well will be charged against him. With the news all spread, the facts all sorted out, Cristopher found himself slowly falling for Carmilla, falling to accept her feelings, to reciprocate them. He wasn’t able to get the love he wanted from Crystal, as it was never meant to be, but the love he could return for Carmilla, it must be fate, it must be for the betterment of their future.

For the second time in two encounters, Isabelle had broken down in Christian's arms. "I loved him, I trusted her. " She whispered against his warm chest. He could feel the softness of her breasts on his stomach due to height difference. He pressed her further into him, running his hands up and down her back. Christian broke another rule in their second meet up, hugging a female. He never showed any compassion, his business was to fuck and leave. Christian remained quiet, wondering how his cock could harden as the woman bawled her eyes out on his chest.

“What do you think Cassidy meant when she said he’d been hurt before? Some woman? Do you know who she might’ve been talking about?” “No, I have no idea. I’ve known Christian since Dracula, about a hundred and thirty years, and in that time, he’s dated dozens, maybe hundreds of women. I’ve never known him to be serious about any of them, though. He goes out with them for a while and then they either blow him off, or he decides they’re not for him.” “Isn’t it a little odd that he’s never had a serious relationship in all of that time?” “Sure, but he also seems to like to play the field. Besides, you know how creepy he can be. And in fairness, I didn’t have a serious relationship for a really l

data-p-id=82eca71f7ac217849f3ba1383a595493,style=text-align:left;,"Whatever for?" data-p-id=d7e46828d3303f4c88e9ca7ef6cf5b82,style=text-align:left;,"For changing my life. For loving me. For being the kind of wife and mother any man could only dream about. For filling all the holes in my heart and making it feel so full that I fear it might burst of happiness."

"CONTRACT MARRIAGE" Will she give into Christian's demand or her masterstroke will change the dynamics of the trap he set for her? What will happen when Christian and Mishka's entirely different worlds would crash? Will love find its way through the web of lies, deception, and mysteries? Find this book on Goodnovel: My Indian Wife ***