Lust Romance Novels & Stories

Starla said as she touched Reo's arm. Reo slapped Starla's hand. He rose to his feet. Then, cast a sharp glare at Starla. "Don't expect you to get sorry after what you did two years ago!" Starla got up too. She laughed sarcastically, but the tears didn't stop falling from his eyes. "Don't overdo it, Reo! I only cheated on my best friend for three months. That's normal in relationships." "Normal, you say?" Reo laughed sarcastically. "I don't think it's something to be taken for granted, Starla. It's a real shame. Unfortunately, you cheated on me while I was still dating you."

The girl seemed to be hanging on to his kissing her, so it was as if she chased after his lips that separated from her. He stopped breathing while their faces were still facing each other. Adante touched both of his cheeks with his own hands and felt that he was already intoxicated by the passion they felt for each other. He wanted to grab her again with a warm kiss on the lips, but many people were passing by and others were looking at the two of them. It would be too embarrassing for them to do their honeymoon there, especially since they are right across from the ICU, where his personal bodyguard, Bon, is currently resting.

Scarlet's eyes sparkled with emotion as she whispered, "Beta, I feel the same way. Let's not waste another moment. Kiss me, and let's begin our journey anew." Their lips met in a tender embrace, sealing the pact of love and commitment. In that moment, the coffee shop, witness to the ebb and flow of their emotions, became a sanctuary of renewed passion. Beta and Scarlet, having navigated the complexities of their past, were ready to savor the sweetness of a love that had withstood the test of time.

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

“After everything we’ve felt for each other, you don’t think that there’s any chance--” Enzo shook his head and interrupted me. “No, Nina. I’m sorry, but now that I’ve experienced her scent, I know that she’s my fated mate, and there’s no denying it.” I felt tears well up in my eyes again. “But all of the times we wanted to be together… All of the times that it felt as though we couldn’t resist…” “Love is different from lust,” Enzo replied. His voice was dark and low. “I’m sorry. But I think that all we ever really had between us was lust. It was doomed from the start.”

This could be the start of something new, something exciting. Snapping my fingers in front of Sophia's face, I bring her back to reality. "Girl," I say, trying to suppress a smile. "He's gone." Sophia blinks, her gaze finally leaving the spot where Adrian had stood. "He is exciting though," she admits, a dreamy look in her eyes. "Yeah, he is," I agree, my mind replaying our conversation. "And he's fine. His perfume... it's so charming." Sophia laughs, her loud personality filling the grand hall. "Men!" she exclaims, shaking her head. "Well, Ella, it seems like you've caught the attention of the most eligible bachelor in San Francisco."

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

"Maybe that's the point." Damien watched her for a long moment. Then, with quiet finality, he said, "You're better than this. Don't let them make you forget that." "You know what would really make them choke?" she slurred, eyes glittering with spite and liquor. "If I walked in next weekend on your arm, dripping diamonds and lies. Told the whole world we're madly in love." Damien raised an eyebrow. "You're suggesting we fake date?" She hiccupped. "Not seriously. Unless you're that bored."

Honey, chocolate and whipped cream smeared across my skin. He stood, looking down at me with a wolfish grin. "And that's how you do breakfast in bed." I laughed, breathless. "That wasn't breakfast in bed. That was breakfast on counter, you freak." "Same thing." He winked at me, then leaned down and kissed me slowly so I could taste myself on his lips. When he pulled back, his eyes were soft. "I love this," he said quietly. "I love this with you." I didn't say it back. Not yet. But I felt the words, burning in my chest, aching to escape.