Kotor Romances Novels & Stories

Her name was Karen. Or Kim. Or something else that started with a K. Ben honestly wasn’t sure, and at this point, it didn’t matter. They met at the bar after a long, exhausting week of him proving to himself that his house was not haunted. She caught his eye from across the room, all confidence and bare skin, a strappy little dress that left very little to the imagination. He bought her a drink. She smiled. The rest followed a familiar script.

Karmina kept interrogating her. Alessandro snickered as Keira kicked his hands. "It's romantic movies, like The Notebook, Last Time, Best of Me. I swear." "You are lying dear," Karmina stated as Alessandro burst out into laughter. "I think they bought them some pleasurable sex toys. It's one thing to spice up a relationship." Alex approached them with his glass of water. Alessandro kept on laughing. "I am right!" "Sex toys?" Karmina frowned at her daughter.

I kissed him back with everything I had inside my soul, pouring three years of unspoken devotion into his lips. Camera flashes went completely insane behind us, lighting up the entire hallway like daylight, but the world outside ceased to exist. “Look at them!” a photographer yelled from the press line. Our tongues clashed in a messy, liquid rhythm, hot and uninhibited. His teeth caught my lower lip, biting down just hard enough to make my hips twitch against his, sending a wave of sweet sea-salt heat up my spine. *** Jax let out a loud, victorious laugh from the doorway, slapping Leo’s shoulder as the press cameras spun toward them.

she said and I rolled my eyes “the fact that we kissed and be together doesn’t mean we’re gonna be lovers “ I said and arranged the paperworks “duh stop pushing your feelings away, Just state the fact that you love him too” she retorted and I rolled my eyes yet againg “ugh Gigi let just go, I guess that the last person” I said ready to leave when someone barged into the auditorium “I’m here to join the contest for prom queen” ginger said grinning evilly with her pets behind her

“Kismet…Rings of Truth…the soft wings of your love caught me unaware. Apart we were like missing puzzles, constantly missing the other halves of ourselves. Missing you daily, calling your name…Peter…you saying Sammy…our fantasy…our reality, emotional, determined, and persistent, the soft wings of our love, magnetic, passionate, loyal, sensual, loving…you are mine, Peter, I am your Sammy.” END

he replied, fighting back a grin. ​"I hate you!" ​"I love you, agapi mou," Damon replied, capturing her lips in a kiss. "Stop being jealous. You're the only one I love." ​As the kiss deepened, she tried to pull away. "Stop it, Damon. I have a meeting at ten this morning," she protested, even as his kisses trailed down her neck. ​"This will be quick," he rasped. ​Katerina was amazed by how fast he could be. Before she knew it, the playfulness turned into a heated, rhythmic passion that left her breathless.

I feel so lonely. His sad look and hard words touched Maria's heart. I can hug you if you want. She kneels down to him, wraps him in a warm embrace, not at all gratuitous, both two were carried away by their passions, and ended up giving each other a long and intense kiss, apparently of hormonal reconciliation, the passion seemed to take them to another level. But she cuts the romantic course, arguing that she will not forget everything she saw, and lived. She tries to leave, he takes her arm and asks who she is, she tells him her full name and again reminds him that she saved his life, he thanks her but reiterates who you really are, she replies; - Don't you see, I am your Karma and you are

Without hesitation, Lucas caressed them with the tip of his tongue. Velia's body shivered. Her eyes opened momentarily, only to close again. Lucas's kiss made her helpless. Lucas kissed Velia with a touch she had never imagined before. It was something Velia had not expected. If the previous night Lucas seemed rough in his advances, it was different now. Lucas's nibbles felt enchanting. They swayed like a cool breeze symphony in the evening, providing a soothing tranquility to her heart. Even when his lips nibbled on Velia's lower lip, Lucas created a rhythm that was truly intoxicating. It was like a dance of two lovers immersed in longing, giving release for every missed moment.

It was true as Karen stared at his full brows down to his pointed nose and well chiseled jaw. She wished she could touch but she was satisfied with looking or more still, undressing him with her eyes. "You're not doing anything crazy are you?" he barked at her, disrupting her train of thoughts as he handed her the documents. "No," she heaved a sigh of relief and joked, "Just wondering if you're gay Mr Kord," "..." he pursed his lips making Karen giggle "Well, I've never seen you act romantic." "I can't be romantic with you-"

Romero’s expression barely shifted, but he reached for his wine, and his fingers twitched slightly around the stem. “What are you working on these days, Carmenta?” Signor asked. “She’s co-heading a restoration project in Milan,” Romero answered before I could. “The old opera house near the canal. She's redesigning the terrace façade.” “She romanticizes risk,” Romero said flatly. “She makes it worth the risk,” Antonello countered. They both looked at each other. I could feel the familiar crackle between them—brothers, sharp and proud, never letting the other get too comfortable.