Italy Romance Books Novels & Stories

A total letdown. The library itself was just as disappointing. One section was crammed with Italian law books, dry histories of world wars, and mafia men. The other section was romance novels so ancient they might as well have been written on parchment paper, and it didn’t help that most of them were in Italian, which I couldn’t even read. What did I expect? Adrian having a collection of modern, romance, mysteries, or thrillers? This wasn’t some sappy romance novel where the heroine falls in love with a library.

“I used to consider that respect would be sufficient. That earned loyalty would always be stronger than enforced devotion, but I was incorrect” I removed the black book from under my arm and raised it. The older men visibly went pale, with some lowering their eyes, and others backing a tiny step away. Primo's lips tightened in irritation, but then his eyes opened in shock, recognizing the book. “Some of you must have heard rumors from many years ago about how merciless De Luca was, and how they've killed all their men in a single night. “I am here to let you know that none of those are rumors but true. People, the older ones must have seen and known why before the fall of the De Luca family

125 Emilia I hit the fucking jackpot by being married to a man for love, for looks, and most especially, for money. I wasn’t raised to struggle, and I wasn’t about to start now. “Are you supposed to be drinking that, Mrs. De Luca?” Nora asked from the top of the yacht, and I rolled my eyes, downing the glass of champagne anyway. The sun kissed my skin just right, the ocean stretching endlessly around us, calm and expensive. God, I should definitely visit the South of France more often. They have good as fuck wine.

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She only had two weeks to do so, and she intended on spending half of it with Allan in a more vertical position, so that only left a week to experience the Italian life. “Allan, where are we?” He took a step closer and she took another back. “Rome.” “Why?” “I thought you’d like to see all of Italy,” He moved fast giving her no time to react, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her flush against him. He pressed a light kiss on her lips. “First Rome,” kiss, “Then Siena,” kiss, “Then Florence,” kiss, “Then Bologna,” kiss, “Then Milan,” kiss, “then Turin.”

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He asked. “hymes? Yeah, sure.” She replied sarcastically. Charlie was surprised when the put on a whole playlist of hymes which kept on playing till they got to the restaurant. Mr. black was such a strange being she thought. From his love for black gloves to the colour pink and now hymes? This guy didn’t stop fascinating her . He was like a book, but one that wasn’t boring. The type that she’d stay awake all night reading. Finally, the car came to a stop.

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.

Maybe it’s time to get out of the way before he exposes us. That night, silence spread across the Romano estate. Most of the men had gone to bed, their footsteps and voices gone. But somewhere upstairs, moaning sounds filtered through the heavy walls. Rhythmic. Lustful. Dante was giving Valentina deep back strokes as he held her hands back. She kept moaning, as the strokes went deeper and deeper, she moaned and gasped for breath.

She gave him a cold shoulder and continued her hunt before fishing out a book, amused by the title because Nicholas isn’t a man who encourages romance novels. The Name of the Rose by Umberto Eco. Don’t tell her, he has hidden interests? She opened the book to see a note inside, written in Italian by Nicholas and a smile adorned her face as she saw his neat handwriting. Nicholas frowned as he moved closer to her, confused about her choice of novels. He thought she is more into Love & Gelato than The Name of the Rose. His suspicions got cleared after few seconds as Clarissa closed the book with a thud and put it back in it’s place, rolling her eyes in disgust.