Malayalam Romance Novels & Stories

“I expect you all in attendance; I expect gracious smiles and soft words of gratitude when any congratulate you on your daughter’s fortuitous nuptials. She’s caught the eye of the prince himself; what a lucky girl.” A burst of hot anger flashed through him, igniting the boy, and pushing him to the edges of any reasoning he’d thus far held on to. Demetrius’ eyes flickered red, going back and forth between a sea of deep sapphire and a raging crimson inferno. He could taste the unpleasant sourness caused by the overproduction of venom as his canines descended but the boy fought to contain the larger sum of his fury.

All she wanted to do was go in, take out her comfort food, curl in front of the TV and watch a romcom, tears pouring down her eyes as she silently cursed the day she had met Handel. ''He does not deserve you, miss". The driver said "Any man who would make a lady cry so hard doesn't deserve her. So, try to forget about him". He concluded and drove off. Inside her house, Sarah thought about the cab driver's words. But how do you forget a man who made you feel all the right things in all the right places? Handel had taken her to depths she had never known existed before, he had schooled her in various things she fell short and brought her up to par. How do you forget or let go of the only perso

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

He couldn’t help but laugh at her remark before he kissed her deeply. “You do deserve romance. You deserve so much, Little One.” He resumed their heated kiss, his hands running down her sides as he hovered above her small frame. Her heat called to him as he lowered himself onto her. Claire’s hands found the waistband of his pants. Fumbling to pull them down, Mal’s hands helped in her cause. Once freed, Mal ground himself against her heat, driving both of them mad. “Mal, please.” Claire begged as she looked up at him, rubbing her hands up and down his back.

"Malakai... you are my greatest love and my hardest lesson. You broke my heart, but you also taught me how to fight for what I want. You gave me two beautiful children. You showed me what it means to love someone even when it hurts. I promise to stand by you through every storm and every moment of doubt. I promise to hold you when you're scared, to laugh with you and to never let go again. You are my husband. My partner. My forever. I choose you, today, tomorrow, and every day after." The officiant smiled, his eyes misty. "You may now kiss your bride." Malakai cupped her face with both hands, his thumbs gently wiping away her tears. He leaned in and kissed her. It was a kiss that tasted of t

(Or else it'll hurt alot) I just stared at his dark black eyes, filled with pent up anger, lust and love- love? He pushed my knees up and positioned his erection at the entrance of my sex. I felt it! And it looked as if my heart stopped. I looked at him, trying one last time. ' please, I'm not ready for this. Abhi nahi karain yeh.' I cried out. (Don't do this right now) He leaned down and kissed my forehead once again and whispered in my ear. ' Aram se raho. It'll be fine then.' (Relax yourself)

My mind snapped back to reality and I shoved myself off of him, cheeks red hot with embarrassment. “S-sorry” I said, wringing my hands together before looking him in the eyes. “Thank you, truly. You saved my life back there…?” “Elliot. Elliot Bishop, but you can just call me Eli" he stuck his hand out. “Tamara Jones” I firmly shake his surprisingly soft hands. “Tamara. That’s a pretty name.” “Well Eli, it’s a very fine pleasure to meet you. That was a very brave thing for you to do. How did you get us out, by the way?” The fuzzy memory of him potentially jumping off the cliff flashed in my mind.

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He said with anger Music 🎵🎵🎵🎵🎶🎶 Kahani Hamari Fasana Hamara, Gamon Ne Sunaya Dobara Dobara Meri Dastan Mein, Hai Bheege Se Mausam Huyi, Meri Palke Tabhi Phir Se Nam, Kahani Hamari Fasana Hamara, Gamon Ne Sunaya Dobara Dobara [Our love tale, our romance, The grieves have narrated them to me, over and over. There are some wet weathers in my tale; that is why thinking of it has made my eyes wet again

💞Married To Mr Popular💄 (Couple's Romance) #Season_2 Episode 7 By: Faith Lucky. Bethel's Pov: I yawned and turned on the bed and finally opened my eyes. That was when it became clear to me I had been woken up by the serene sound. I looked at the window and saw Ryan sitting in front of his keyboard, playing with so much tranquility. I smiled and watched him from behind for a while. Then, he stopped playing and turned his chair to face me and that was when I sat up on the bed.