Las Vegas Romance Novels & Stories

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode seven 🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Alexa’s POV 💕 .. .. A shiver raked my body as I woke up and noticed that I was naked. But where’s the blanket and……….. My gaze landed on king Damien as he sat on a rocking chair, looking down at me with lust in his eyes. I gulped and tried looking elsewhere, suddenly feeling shy as his gaze pierced me.

He is very smart and intelligent, more than a usual kid his age. -He is homeschooled and a tutor comes home to teach him. He is only talkative around his father. Micheal Williams -He is 26 years old and the best friend of Liam. -He is also Liam’s right hand at work and a private investigator. Luna Smiths -She is 25 years old. She is the girlfriend of Liam -A pretty face with bitchy soul. Leo hates her. Charlotte Miller -A famous model of New York. -She is 28 years old.

He turns to his right then his left, surveying the environment, strategizing his next plan. He needed to escape from these pests of guards. He then pauses, staring at Annabelle. He could feel his heart struggling to fly out of his chest. His eyes were fixated on the owner of his soul. Her long, wavy and blonde hair made Richard's poetic desire erupt. Her forehead is high making her Rosy and plumpy cheek conspicuous. Her white skin and little lips defined desire and ecstasy. She was of strange beauty, one he had never seen before. The exterior part of the castle had granted him his one and only wish, his wish to find true love.

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

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

My father could take as many women as he desired, but they could never take the place of my mother, whom he had murdered. The Moon Goddess gave our mates to us, though some considered her a pesky meddler. My father had been mated to my mother when he was rather young, and they had grown up side by side. My mother, the Lycan Luna, was graceful and submissive to her alpha, never challenging me in public or causing him any reason to be ashamed of her. My mother adored my father and lived her life each day to please him. She was mostly successful until the day tragedy struck.

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

Sarah looked from the ring to the man holding it—the unexpected husband who had become her partner in every sense. "I'd like that," she said softly. Diego slipped the ring onto her finger alongside the original. "No regrets?" he asked again. Sarah's answer was a kiss—deliberate and certain, nothing like the desperate, drunken passion of their first night, yet infinitely more meaningful. Below them, Las Vegas continued its endless dance of light and shadow, chance and calculation, disaster and opportunity. The city that had thrown them together now witnessed their conscious choice to remain so. The mistake that had started everything had become the foundation for a future neither could have i

On getting to New York, Rosa turns to me and in a stern voice she says as if to remind us both about our crazy night and how it should be kept a secret. “You dummy, whatever happened in Vegas….” “Stays in Vegas” we say in unison while laughing like crazy teenagers as people turn to stare at us. “And by the way Rosa”. “Yes love” “Thank you for the best Christmas and wedding gift ever”. I say as we head back to my hotel to prepare for my wedding to Sage Callahan tomorrow.

The way she looked at him like he was both king and sinner, and she loved every version. After dinner, they walked arm-in-arm through the cool night air toward a small, nearly empty cinema that only showed classics after midnight. They chose an old Italian romance, something with too much passion and not enough plot. In the back row, Diego pulled her close, her head resting on his shoulder, his fingers playing with her hair. When the on-screen couple kissed, Ravenna turned and captured his lips instead. The kiss was slow, deep, full of hunger and relief. For a few precious hours, they were not mafia royalty. They were simply a man and a woman stupidly, dangerously in love.