Interracial Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I am finding a comfortable spot when I saw a brown girl kissing a guy’s neck found it chessy worthy. And then again, I saw a girl seducing dancing on a guy’s lap. Never thought in the first place that I will come to this bar, well didn’t know that this will go wild. I’m still strolling when I saw a tall girl casually talking to a guy, it caught my attention because they’re the only one who isn’t dancing, just like me. I was about to approach them when the music stopped and the mic turned on.

Or maybe he'd suddenly realised that accepting a marriage proposal from a stranger didn't exactly speak of a sane mind. But he'd started it first. Too late for regrets, buster. I stood up and offered my hand to him, smirking at his questioning gaze. “Come on now. Like all deals we need to shake hands. You're well enough to do that aren't you Roman?” I emphasized his first name challengingly. It sounded ironic coming from me, given how I'd refused his hand in my bedroom, but matters changed. Something flickered in his gaze that I couldn't understand, but then, his lips lifted into what I could only call a deep devastating smirk.

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

I replied, flashing a smile. “It’s strange that a vampire looks cute to you.” He let out a chuckle. “You are cute, Jonathan.” I couldn’t help but pull his cheeks, a wide smile adorning my face. Suddenly, he moved himself on top of me, and our eyes locked in an intense gaze. “And I am wild too.” He whispered, and our lips met in a tender kiss that seemed to stretch on for eternity. Each kiss between us never left us breathless; instead, they seemed to extend for hours, fueled by an inexhaustible passion.

They had been fighting for so long, their hatred for each other so deeply ingrained, that it seemed like an insurmountable obstacle to overcome. It was difficult to imagine these two forces working together, let alone living peacefully in the same Pack. Liam's mind raced with questions: How would they deal with the deep-seated resentment that had built up over generations? What about the cultural differences? Would the lycans be willing to give up their traditions to adopt those of the werewolves, or vice versa?

Starting from the problem of who was after my life. Yet funny how I had met Blake twice but forgot to bring up the issue. I sighed and went back into the bathroom for a very hot shower. ******* One thing about romance novels which I really loved was that they had the ability to distract me from anything. There was never better than having to get lost in an unreal world where everything seems perfect, where there was always a happy ending. Where the protagonists always get the life that they wanted. But the sad thing is that no matter how many hours I get lost in one, I will always come back to the harsh reality of this life. The reality where what we want and what we get are two very differe

Shadow raised her head to smell it, her big brown eyes curious, but upon finding it to be nothing other than frustrating ideas, she resettled. It had seemed so easy at first glance. Audrey and Ray had fallen in love once; I knew they could do it again. I had buzzed through my shift, sprinted home, and hopped on the computer for research. Fast forward two hours and I had no results. Everything I found was either too complex or too reminiscent of “The Parent Trap”. I had no idea how to get these two people to fall in love, let alone how to get them in the same room. My balloon of hope and excitement was quickly deflating, reality a slow leak sinking it. My phone chimed, and the noise startled

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

she said, a wicked glint in her eyes. Ritu moved her hands from Savita's waist to her breasts, squeezing them merrily as they both shared a knowing smile. "Daniel must have penetrated her deep," Ritu said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I bet he did," Savita replied with a smirk. "Remember, it is not only a union of Elsa and Daniel; it is interracial; two countries are coming together. One joint venture, a multimillion-dollar one!" "O yes," Ritu whispered, "It's like a beautiful fusion of cultures, just like us."

The smell of new books has kept enticing a chunk of the population, albeit a smaller percentage, and mostly, people who buy from us are collectors, those who are too rich to spend money on things of the past–and that's what we offer: old, tanning books with worn out spines; a remnant of the past, a time when HarmonyMatch was never a thing. I man the register for a couple of old folks who got a stack of magazines. I smiled as they walked out the store, his hands on her shoulder, both smiling as they talked about their purchase. I thought about how they were Matched, whether they knew each other before the ceremony, if they were childhood sweethearts, or if they were familiar faces you see on