Holiday Romcom Book Novels & Stories

There was nothing sexual in the gesture; it was a kiss of gratitude. “You’re a good person, Jenna Eden. You have a big heart, and my brother is lucky to have you. You don’t need to be nice to me, but I appreciate it, nonetheless.” “You’re my brother-in-law, not to mention you mean a lot to Luther. Therefore, you mean a lot to me also. Besides, what are friends for?” Lorcan chuckles and pulls his hand from mine, and throws his arm over my shoulder. He draws me closer and kisses my head.

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.

The rug was a lost cause, and so was I. Ava traced lazy circles on my stomach. “Still catching the morning train?” I laughed, raw. “Changed my plans. Indefinitely.” Ethan pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “Good. We’re just warming up.” Liam’s hand slid between my thighs, teasing. “Chapter two starts at dawn.” I closed my eyes, sated and aching and already wet again. The lodge smelled of sex and pine and possibility. Outside, the mountain stood silent. Inside, three bodies curled closer, ready to write the next scene on my skin.

Longest Summer Chapter 1 A big Maine cottage on Long Lake was rented for three months by my mom and her new lover. With Dad's death three years ago, Mom has been unemployed. Tom, her new fiancé, is independently rich and intends to visit her mother on weekends. Being my final summer before beginning college in the autumn, I had a wonderful time. My mother's infidelity troubled me at first, but once I gave it some thought, I could see how she might have loved Dad and still needed a man. To them, it's just moving on. Simply said, I'm horny and in the mood for a fuck.

Tonight, they weren’t. Those words kept drifting back to me. “I’m starting to think that’s what you’ve grown comfortable doing. Pushing people away.” I gritted my teeth. That pain-in-the-ass Lucas Carter. I hated how easily he’d uttered those words. He said them as though he’d known me for years instead of a single night. As though he had any right. He didn’t. He knew nothing. Nothing about the wedding invitations still sitting in the bottom drawer of my desk because I still couldn’t bring myself to throw them away.

A small smile tugged at her lips as she got up and walked over. Running her fingers along the spines, she realized with surprise that they were all romance novels. For a moment, she wondered why Liam had chosen romance for her? She had expected mysteries or something darker. After scanning the titles, her hand paused on one. She pulled it out gently. Whispers of the Forgotten Moon by Evelyn Hart. Carrying it back to the bed, she curled up against the pillows and opened the book. Caleb stepped out of the car as he quickly opened the door for Liam, who came out and strode past him without sparing a glance, as he walked straight into the house.

And he thinks this honeymoon is a complete waste of time. But I totally understand him. It's going to be seventeen hours on this plane. He brought his laptop. And I brought a book that Lana gave me as my wedding gift. It's a romcom with the fake-dating trope. According to her, it will help me understand my marriage better. Since the wedding, Damien has been oddly quiet. But maybe he's just exhausted from the long day. Or maybe he just wants some peace and quiet so that he can work. Or maybe he's just avoiding me. I forced him to do something he hates. A honeymoon.

Perhaps all his previous misfortunes were meant to bring the immense luck of him meeting Hannah. Hannah blinked slowly. Something in her mind cleared up. It seemed like she had been too constrained by the book. The book revolved around Misty and Cedric's love story, and the side characters were only there to serve them. However, the world was never as simple as it was depicted in the book. The characters that weren't mentioned in the book were real; the food was real, and the scent of the flowers was real as well. Darren, who was only briefly mentioned in the book, not only didn't pass away at a young age, but he became more successful than everyone else.

Olivia started, raising her own hand, but before she could finish the threat, Liam walked closer to where we were. His presence seemed to fill the hallway, drawing attention away from the drama and toward him. The crowd shifted and parted, giving him a clear path. I could smell his cologne even from a few feet away, that familiar scent that had surrounded me all night and morning. "There's nothing wrong with reading romance novels with a little smut," Liam said, his voice carrying clearly over the noise of the crowd. I hadn't even noticed him pick up my book from where it had fallen, but there it was in his hand, looking small against his long fingers. "If you have a problem with it, it's no

Sally As I lay in bed, the soft glow of my phone illuminated my face, casting an ethereal light on the darkened room. My roommate's snores provided a soothing background hum, but my attention was riveted on the words dancing across my screen. I was devouring a dark romance novel, the masked man's enigmatic presence drawing me in like a moth to a flame. Ever since Colby's tantalizing hint about the masked man earlier that day, I couldn't shake off the intrigue. My curiosity had gotten the better of me, and I'd spent hours scouring the internet for recommendations, finally settling on the darkest, most twisted tale I could find.