Kimani Romance Novels Novels & Stories

That was something that I didn't do well but I deal with it by planning and organizing things in advance, so it won't stress me out and I can keep everything under control. "Yeah me too, I'm so ready to see what Florida has to offer. I know the guys are going to be sexy and fine. We have a whole month to see what Florida will be like and I can't wait." Kimani said smiling, excitedly, and probably daydreaming about all the men she will be seeing. As for me, not so much, I don't get the same attention that she does. Although we are both plus size girls, Kymoni has all her weight in the right places to make her look sexy. Most guys would call her thick, but as for me, all my weight was in the

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......

Liam The meeting seemed endless. Everything there was artificial and boring. Jovin talked about numbers. Graphs. Strategies. The same as always. The others just nodded as if they were there to please me, not to do anything useful. As if any of them could get anything right in their lives. And yet… all I could think about was her, Kyra. The way she appeared with the keys in her hand, as if chaos was something she could solve with a snap of her fingers.

Out loud I answered, "Nope, I actually remembered this time." "I'm glad." Kim said, "You're always late and I don't get it, you're stories are really good." She paused then added, "They're always my favorites in the group." "Thank you." I said with a smile. I was pretty sure I was Kim's favorite in general and had been thinking of asking her out. Kim was a pretty petite little blond who was as sweet as she was cute. I'd been holding back because lately I'd been obsessed with older women. Miss Ross in particular, but she was only a fantasy, there were however quite a few older women who came into the restaurant I waited tables at and I swore some of them were flirting with me. I'd been writin

“The new Don of that mafia family seems even more ruthless than his father. He'd swallowed up quite a few old-school clans in the past year.” “He wants their power,” I replied calmly and emotionlessly. When I met Luke's worried gaze, I smiled at him. “Let's not talk about him. It's all in the past now.” Luke did not say anything more. He just held my hand, gently and firmly. The sun shone on his body and the blueprint before me. This was our new hotel and our future together — a life no longer built on lies and betrayal, but a bright future completely within my grasp.

Just on paper. So why did it hurt me so? Maybe because he’d kissed me so passionately I’d dared to think this could have been real. He was probably deep inside the woman I just caught him kissing, minutes after he slid a fucking ring on my finger. The ring burned, and instead of my prosthetic finger, I found myself twisting it in place in nervous jerks. Broken. Unlovable. Why did every single attempt at romance end up with me at the losing end? Embarrassed and betrayed, twice in a row, when I’d wanted nothing but companionship, at the very least.

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

"Uhmmm.. don't listen to him. Kim, yes, I'm his PA. Well.. that's because I took a break from my modelling job and I was getting bored and tired of staying at home. You know...to escape that, I decided to be his PA. It's totally fun. We often hang out. In fact, we're the most envied couple in the company. And he always ceases every opportunity just to express how much he loves me. He's always surprising me with chocolates, flowers, coffee. He's so romantic. I'm glad that I took this job and trust me, I'm happy to see him happy whenever I reciprocate his gestures in my own ways" "Oh my goodness. You two are the true definition of a perfect couple. You guys are the best. I kinda envy you" Kimb

She said giving me a sternly look. I hate it whenever she does that, but then after much corrections she still didn't change. I got tired of it, and let her be. "OK bye guys." I said as I stood up and make my way towards the door. "Oh and yeah, Kelvin, I will give you a call, and don't you worry, I will make sure to pay your fees before your exams." I said and the dashed out quickly in a hurry to meet up with Sammy. The excitement on my face was evident, my love for Sammy was one I could never explain. How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate.

Will these 2 people ever come across each other, will that wall of ice ever melt with the warmness of kindness, will the man with too much hatred and too little love ever claim his possession, on the women with too little hatred and so much of love? Is this actually what made their lives encounter RUTHLESS LOVE or it is a way to some other destination? To know further make a read and join them in their RUTHLESS or I would say, beautiful journey. Love xxxxxxxx Purva Narang (YOUR WRITER) Follow for more updates: Instagram: @purvi_nrang Twitter: @narang_purva