Light Novels Romance Novels & Stories

Hello readers!!! Just before we begin, it is important to let you all know that this book is a collection of 10 amazing romance stories all by BLAZE NUKKO. The end of each story only leads to the beginning of another love journey. Here is the sequence for the collection: 1. Marrying My Best Friend's Fiancee 2. Pure Lust 3. Mr Handsome's Addiction 4. All For The Baby 5. A Virgin for His Desires 6. Claimed By The Greek Lord

It belongs to him, but I’m not telling him that. Colin rips my shirt off without ever breaking our kiss. His pajama pants fight to keep his erection caged when he rubs it against my lace-covered core. The tingles soak the lace in need. Colin pulls away from me, his hazel eyes swirling with gold. I can only guess his wolf is present to. The dance of colors is mesmerizing. His eyes never leave mine as he flicks the lace underwear off my body. He takes a deep breath. The smell of my desire turns his eyes black.

"It's nothing, just a romance novel." "Romance ehn?" I asked, a smile forming on my lips."Why then are you blushing, my love?" Her blush deepened, and it did something to me. "Okay, maybe it's a little erotic." "Tell me about it," I said, my voice turning husky, as I tried her lips with my thumb. Her lips parted, and her eyelids grew heavy. "It's… It's about..." she stuttered and I chuckled low before leaning in.

Suddenly a dangerous thought enters my mind: does this have anything to do with me? I shake it off before it can take root. I pause by a table of orchids, my fingers skimming a leaf I don’t see. “But how? How do Vincent and Luzia even—” I wave a hand, searching for words. “You know.” Marco tips his head, lips curving. “Did I give you any romance books yet?” I squint at him. “What does that—” “Enemies to lovers. Classic.” I let out a short, disbelieving laugh. “Yeah, because betrayal and blood feuds really set the mood.”

Greetings, GoodNovel readers. I am Author silver구슬. I am thrilled to announce that this work has officially been contracted on GoodNovel! This novel is my very first contemporary dark romance. After receiving an overwhelming amount of love and achieving incredible success in South Korea, I am deeply honored to present its English edition to you here. This is a gritty, high-stakes noir dark romance. It follows Hyeon-sin, a woman disguised as a young boy, who crosses paths with her fateful love: Gye-yeong, a powerful man standing at the absolute pinnacle of the chaebol world.

he replied, clearing his throat. “Well, the birthday man arrives,” Light said in a cheerful voice. I took in the sight of the two women that Light and Dante brought with them. One blonde and one brunette. “It's about time,” Dante groaned. The two women blushed as they gave Lucien shy waves. I couldn't help but grin. Turns out that their own dates weren't enough for them.

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

Who still has time to blush and heartbeat? Liang Xia didn't feel like in idol novels. After listening to someone's voice, she can feel at ease in Barabala... Now she only feels more panicked than before, and her feet are kicking underwater. The hands that drag into Su Lixin's arm can't wait to dig into his flesh. It's not the romance of flesh and blood, you have me and you, but the fear that the other party will leave her behind.

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.