Historical Romance Novels With Love Triangles Novels & Stories

Eren concluded, while his mind wondered about the life circle Zaman spoke of. “She was a fine woman, Katherina, and because of my selfishness she suffered, I placed her in a love triangle against a Goddess, thinking that once Historia sees her man with another woman, with his children by her side she would let him go, but she didn’t, and because of that she suffered and eventually died.” “I don’t understand!”

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

In the growing light of dawn, the city of love seemed to hold its breath, as if acknowledging that within these walls lay a passion powerful enough to rival its own romantic legacy. Dawn painted the historic spires of Paris in shades of gold and rose, but my world had narrowed to the dangerous perfection of Nathan's embrace. In this moment, surrounded by centuries of romantic history and wrapped in the arms of my devastating billionaire, I understood that some loves transcend ordinary definitions. What we shared was as rare and precious as the diamonds he draped me in - dangerous, beautiful, and absolutely unstoppable.

Grace asked sullenly "Yes my love" Grace darted a look towards him for a second then back at the chariot. Throughout the ride both of them stole glances at each other. Each wondering what the other person would be like. "How sure are you that I'm your mate Rome" The corner of his lip rose up in a smile. And Grace found herself smiling too, attracted to that smile. She looked away. She was sure she looked foolish and thought foolish too. This was the first time she was meeting Rome and she was already in love?

She loves hearing love stories. "Uh-huh..." Rebecca nodded. "Me and my husband, Edmund. We were bound to an arranged marriage. I was forced into that marriage by my father. Thought I would never love him as I was betrayed by my ex." "At first, I thought I was so unlucky but later, I realised, it was the best for me. Being with Edmund was the best thing that happened to me. He cared for me. Tolerated my stubbornness and slowly made me realise that not every man is the same." She sighed lightly and continued,

She could still feel the ghost of his possession. She hated that she couldn’t stop thinking about him, hated the way his voice echoed in her mind long after he’d left the room, hated that even knowing it was wrong, some part of her still wanted to feel that closeness again. She wanted more, she wanted his mouth on every inch of her, she wanted to feel him inside her, filling the emptiness Daniel had created, she wanted this forbidden, illicit thing with a ferocity that terrified her. After tasting the fire, how could she ever return to the ice of her marriage? She wanted to do all the wicked, delicious things her mind was now conjuring. She could have spent hours just kissing him, learning t

“Thank you for making me accept what I am.” Julian kissed my forehead. “Good girl. You’re home now. My perfect set of holes.” In the darkness, safe in his arms, I smiled. The woman who once tried to date Richard was gone. Only Cassandra, Julian’s mother, lover, and willing slave remained. This was my happily ever after. Twisted, dark, and utterly perfect.

"why would she wear the exact same distinctive designer dress to see both men within days of each other? Doesn't that seem careless to you?" My heart skips a beat. I hadn't thought about that. "What do you mean?" I ask slowly. "I mean cheaters are usually careful," Sebastian explains. "They cover their tracks. They don't leave loose ends. They definitely don't wear the exact same memorable outfit to see their boyfriend and their secret lover within the same week. That's just asking to get caught." The logic of it makes sense. Total sense. Unless...