Italian Romance Novels Novels & Stories

a deep voice commands. I turn. He walks in like he owns the place. Broad shoulders under a tailored black suit, dark eyes that slice through the chaos. His presence is heavier than the gunfire. Dante Morreti. I know that name. Whispers. Mafia. Blood. Power. The devil of New York. His gaze pins me in place. My chest tightens, breath shallow. “She’s the bride?” he asks, almost amused. “Yes, Boss,” one of his men answers. “Pretty little thing,” Dante murmurs, eyes raking me head to toe. “Shame she belongs to a coward.”

FICTION COME TRUE BOOK 2 Intro; Alessia Bellandi is a best seller dark romance author who has built her success writing about men who consume women whole. She writes about obsessive, dominant alpha males who are not just dangerous but attentive. Our reclusive writer lives a quiet life and she’s a socially awkward girl who lives in a quiet apartment that smells faintly of paper, ink, and the vanilla candles she forgets to blow out properly when writing. She writes about book men like a woman full and wild with experience which is quite the opposite of this dear author for she has never actually experienced life quite yet!

com - "Femme Fatale: The Queen Of Chess" (Has similar tech-mafia themes as that was my favourite plotline personally in contemporary romance I'd suggest to give it a read.) "Bitten By A Loveless Noble Vampire" (Is a wonderful dark medieval romance with vampires and other mythological stuff. I love how gory and dark it is with the utmost sexual tension between the duo.) "Criminally God" (Is a Male Lead book with a system, demons and a vampire main character. I was inspired by Eoin Colfer and fused his style with my own and in fantasy genre.)

Bridget laughed evilly, clearly enjoying what was happening to her poor friend. "I bet she'd have kiss marks all over," Ivy added more to the naughty discussion. Ivy and Bridget giggled at the thought, they really had the wildest imagination of all. This was probably due to the fact that these two were both fans of Love Love Me: Intense Romance, a popular novel site where handsome, possessive characters usually had a deep and intense love for their beloved and caged them with their undying love for the other through intense physical activities. Definitely, they were intended for adult audiences. "I'm just worried they'd fight because of us," Dianne, the most rational among the group, looked

“We were just wrapping up. Tony, make the call, let me know when it’s done.” Tony glances at me, and I think I see some emotion flicker in his eyes before he nods to his don and leaves. I have no choice but to step in and shut the door behind me. Like so many of the other rooms in Dante’s house, the luxury is overwhelming up close. What looks like a small office holds not only the beautiful desk and chair, but a few bookshelves stuffed with everything from modern thrillers to crisp nonfiction to faded novels that look like they’d fare better in a museum. Along one wall is a fireplace made of the white marble that covers the kitchen, which Gianna whispered to me the other day was called Carra

Genre: Romance, Mafia. Theme: Dark romance. Setting: The book unfolds in Italy and migrates to Russia, and is set to occur in the 21st century Tone: Dark, wild, and steamy Characters:- Mariana Denaro: Female lead. Alexandr Radimr Vastlav: Mariana’s husband. Alejandro Raes Vastlav: Mariana’s brother in-law and her love interest. Mariano Denaro: Mariana’s brother.

I didn't know what to type, I just stared at his last message. Mystery man: So you are also a writer on Goodnovel, share me the l**k to your book. I will like to check it out. Me: Just type in itchy fingers or either My daughter's Nanny or Yes, master in the search space. I have two books on the platform, you can check any out. Mystery man: My daughter's Nanny? Is it romance? Me: Yes, of course. A mafia romance. Mystery man: I can tell you are an hopeless romantic.

“Meanwhile he’s been fucking that girl from his gym for weeks. I found the texts.” Dante’s jaw tightened, but his voice stayed even. “He’s an idiot, Riley. Always has been when it comes to women like you.” His eyes dropped to my mouth for a second, then back up. “You’re young, smart, and you don’t take shit. Any man who can’t see that doesn’t deserve to touch you.” The way he said “touch you” made heat rush through me. I crossed my legs, pressing my thighs together, feeling myself get slick just from the conversation.

"I also tried reading to you once. While you were asleep. I picked a romance novel." Louis's eyes widened. "Which one?" "The one you had on your nightstand." "That was a dark romance, Lorenzo. The main character gets buried alive." Lorenzo winced. "I didn't get that far. I fell asleep before the plot started." Louis shook his head, "You are hopeless and annoying” "Hopelessly in love with you," Lorenzo said, the words slipping out before he could stop them. Louis went still. "Don't read any more romance novels," he muttered. "You're bad at it."

CHELLEY MORETTI When I walked to Romano, With Jules and Rita close behind me, we exchanged handshakes. Romano’s grip was firm and warm over mine, his palm lingering over mine longer than etiquette allowed. His eyes held mine without wavering, the faint curve of his lips deliberate, and his masculine perfume filled my nose. “I’ve heard the stories,” he said smoothly, his voice deep, accented faintly with old money and heritage. “They say Mrs Moretti’s beauty is unmatched. But I see now… The stories were modest compared to reality… You are ethereally beautiful.”