Love Novels Best Novels & Stories

I struggled to choose what book to read to him, since it occurred to me, belatedly, that I have no idea what my Master reads for pleasure. I try to choose something classic instead, something appropriate; but ´Wuthering Heights´, with Cathy, Heathcliff and Edgar, and their doomed love triangle, isn´t right. Neither is ´Gone with the Wind´, with Scarlett, Rhett and Ashley. ´Pride and Prejudice´, ´Jane Eyre´, ´Anna Karenina´, all dwell on the failure of three lovers to make their situation work. In the end, I choose something very different, ´Time Enough for Love´, an old 1970´s Sci-fi novel, in which the characters make their polyamorous family work.

Quinnel said suddenly and all eyes turned to him. "Uh, Navaeh, what is your worst habit?" "I tend to walk to and fro when I'm nervous and I also always eat the meat that is meant for the toppings of Pizza." She replied and everyone chuckled. "I eat the cheese as well." "What's the last book you read?" "That would be... Alpha's Gifted Mate." "Oh? Sounds interesting. I like the title." "It is." "I've read that book! It's good." "Me too." "I didn't expect you to be into supernatural fanfictions."

“Favorite novelist?” “Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice, before you ask.” “By God, boy!” he exclaimed in glee and clapped his hands. “We have a keeper with this one!” He turned to me again. “Second favorite?” I chewed my lip for a second. “Dickens or Louisa May Alcott. It’s tough, but Alcott might just win out. Her ability to create a whole cast of compelling, lovable characters – not just one or two – is something I’ve yet to find in another writer.”

he murmured, his breath hot against her skin. As they stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, Talia felt cherished. Alex's reward was more than just physical intimacy; it was emotional connection. Their lips met in a tender kiss, deepening into a passionate embrace. Talia's worries melted away, replaced by the warmth of Alex's love. In that moment, she knew she'd do anything to keep that love shining bright. --- Talia smiled, feeling cherished as Alex led her to the rooftop garden, filled with candles and rose petals.

It did not help that she wanted a replay of that kiss, every single time, even as she was staring at the picture. There was a knock on the door and Maeve immediate shove the magazine under the table, straightening up as the door opened and her boyfriend, Issac, walked into the office. Yup, she had a boyfriend. After their first date at the restaurant where she arrived late, Maeve and Issac had a gone out a couple more times after that. Then, he asked her to be his girlfriend and she saw if yes of course. Why wouldn’t she? Issac was nice and smart and dreamy, and he was so handsome too. Maeve was pretty sure she was falling in love with him. I mean, did he usually kiss her like Dominic did th

“What's your love language?” Natalie sipped her watermelon smoothie, swirling the straw around the red liquid. Isaac sat back on the cushioned chair, one of his elbows probed on the arm. He gave her a cute smile, one as warm as the morning sun that shone through the glass window. “Sex.” She giggled, drawing her knees closer to her chest. “How many ladies have you slept with?” He rolled his eyes up as he thought it over. “Four, you're the fifth.”

I step out of the car and approach slowly, fingers tracing the engraved letters: “Olivia Kingsley, beloved daughter, wife and mother, always in our hearts.” I kneel, resting my hands on the cool stone. A bouquet of fresh lilies, her favorite, rests against the base. I had picked them up on the way here, the soft fragrance a small comfort amidst the storm in my chest.

He didn't answer, Instead, he stood and walked to the window, parting the heavy drapes. Rain had started to fall outside, pattering softly against the glass. "Isabella was once loyal," he said at last. "But something changed, revenge, you see she was in love with me. I should have seen it coming." I suspected that. "Did you both... You kno-" "Yes," he said cutting me off. So she isn't just a love interest, but an actual lover. The thought sent a weird feeling through me... I can't possibly be jealous right?

I called her to come out, and she sounded excited over the phone, which just made me more disgusted. She was such a leech, always throwing herself at me, hoping I marry her one day, even when she knew clearly that was never going to happen. I had mind-blowing sex with her a few times. They were nothing compared to the one I had with Lois. The one I had with Lois was intimate, passionate, love making, it was gentle, not rough, and not rushed. It is the best sex I have ever had in a really long time. I sighted Chloe sprinting out of the door towards me. Before I could react, she jumped on me and threw her arms around me. I was repulsed, not just repulsed, annoyed as well. I quickly pushed her