Las Vegas Romance Novels & Stories

His voice cracked as he spoke, his words breaking the silence that had filled the room. “I won’t stop loving you, Lena,” he said, his voice filled with a quiet desperation. “I’ll never stop loving you. Vegas… Vegas will always be our place, the place where we started.” Vegas. The city where everything began—the night that I had been so foolish. The night I had married a stranger, a man I thought would be my everything. The city that now felt like a prison, a place where memories of Roman’s betrayal haunted me at every corner.

, dear lord was she flirting, she never thought she still had it in her but screw it, Domingo was having fun with a bimbo, she might as well have fun and sharpen her skills, who knows may be she stills got it. “Luciano de la Vegas”, he said and smiled. There’s that smile they were known for; they could charm their way into your heart with a charm. “you?”. “I don’t believe to tell you that” she said sultrily and leaned a little bit closer, the wine getting into her head. “oh come on, it’s not fair for you to know mine and not tell me yours”, he whined. Cassie nearly laughed at the cuteness, too bad she was already ensnared by dark seductive grey eyes…. wait… what.

This was as good an apology as she would ever get it… She knew it was his way of telling her that he knew she deserved a better setting for her first time, but that she couldn’t expect him to be a romantic partner. “As memorable as it could be,” she nodded at him, a lazy blissful smile stretching her lips. She had half a mind to tell him it had been everything she had hoped for and more, but she couldn’t. This was Roman freaking Bianchi. He was a mafia boss, and he didn’t do romance as far as she knew. Before long, they left the dimly lit bar, with Rose limping a little bit, her soreness both tingling with pleasure and slightly painful at the same time.

The sound of Maddox yawning in full form, she had just turned her face back to him, just to see the slips off the bed, without clothes. Her eyes fixed on his resting monster then back to his face. "A nice day for a swim, huh..." he spoke yawning and he stretched his body. "What am I doing here?" she asked taking her steps back when he took his steps forward. "I married you..." he answered. "You raped me!" she spoke in a spiteful of anger. "Even if I do...marital rapes are not on the list of the crimes in Vegas..." his smirk wide. Just then she realised she was been dragged to Vegas.

The secluded cliffside villa glowed under a twilight sky, its stone walls a sanctuary from the city’s restless pulse. Kai Castellano stood beneath a rosewood arbor, his black suit unbuttoned, his icy blue eyes soft with devotion. Lorenzo’s revelation—ordering the deaths of Gianna’s and his own mother—had fractured his heart, but their empire, the united Castellanos and La Rosa Nera, held firm. Rosa’s intercepted message about a global mafia network loomed, a storm tied to Lorenzo’s old allies, but tonight, Kai chose love. Their first marriage was a strategic alliance; this remarriage was a vow of choice, a flame to defy the darkness. His jaw tightened, their quiet embrace, Gianna’s unwaverin

"And so, here we are." Livi nods. "Here we are," she repeats. "And where is that exactly?" "A hotel room," Blaze answers obviously, watching as his wife cracks a smile and he has to fight off his own as he goes on. "In Las Vegas, Nevada I believe." "Okay, smartass," she gives a playful roll of her eyes. "You know that's not what I meant." He chuckles and nods. "I know," he says, blowing out a puff of air as he shrugs. "But I don't have the answer to the real question."

His eyes were as wide as saucers. "I don't know. I really do not know, Ethan. I'm as confused as you are." Lawrence said with a heartbroken voice. About seven months ago. Lawrence and Ethan travelled to Detroit for a business deal which was a huge success. Then they decided to go celebrate in a bar and one thing led to another. Lawrence ended up sleeping with Ava, one of the bar attendants. When he woke up beside her the next morning, he apologized to her. Saying he shouldn't have done that as he was in a serious relationship with his girlfriend.

The middle-aged woman who still looked beautiful turned her waist in annoyance at her husband who was just silently looking at her. "No more honeymoons after this if you don't sort things out." Maria, who was already feeling irritated, finally turned around and left the clothes that were scattered just like that. But Jacob moved faster, he grabbed his wife's hand and told her to sit down. "I'll do it, okay? Don't threaten me like that," Jacob said surly. Maria just chuckled at her husband's behavior. She just silently watched her husband tidying up their belongings. When it was getting late, they immediately left the villa. The villa they visited belonged to Lucas, in the hills of Cannock Ch

“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.

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.