Man's Romance Novels & Stories

Otherwise, we’ll get caught. But he has plans now. “What type of plans?” “I am going to sweep you away, wife.” ** The beginning of a romance is like the first note of a symphony, a promise of adventures to come and emotions to be explored. It's a magical moment when two souls cross paths in a universe full of possibilities. At that instant, time seems to stretch, and the world around fades away, leaving space only for the protagonists of this story about to be written.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

The latter looked so beautiful and at the same time so vulnerable. Working for Madame Martine has become a real treat. Already because Dinam is built like a god. He is a very handsome man. I'm sure many women would have agreed to be in my place. Already because Madame Martine gives me a real bonanza, then Dinam treats me like a princess. He fulfills all my whims without complaining. I am graciously well treated by him. And finally, I fell madly in love with him. Yes, I love her to death. Just seeing those stars in his eyes when he mentions his ex-wife's name can drive me crazy. This girl is so lucky that he loves her so much. But I'm going to make sure he marries me and forgets about this Ma

Francesca knew this was a no-brainer, of the two men, one was a fifty-one-year-old widow and the other a twenty-eight-year-old bachelor. "Ah, Asher Evans it is then, I'll set a date for your first meet with him," Francesca declared when Joan picks the twenty-eight-year-old bachelor. Although Francesca thought it was quite unfortunate that her niece should go on a date with the wicked rascal, she had to concede, desperate times, desperate measures. "I don't understand, why would I go on a date with him?" "I told you it's an old tradition, it's an alliance between families, a marriage of opportunity, but who knows, it might spark some romance you desperately need in your life," Francesca state

But after a couple of minutes of the wind blowing through my hair and Roman carefully jumping over falling tree trunks and rocks, I start to really enjoy my ride. I settle on his back with my legs either side of him and my arms wrapped around his neck. “Faster!” I shout through my laughter, and Roman, the dutiful wolf and mate, complies. When we get back to our original starting point, he lets me down and I thank him for a fun time before kissing him on the nose and head. “I love you so much Roman, my gentle giant.” He gives my face another lick before he shifts back into human form. When I see Manzitti looking down on me again, I run into his arms and kiss him like I haven’t kissed him for

"You're an amazing guy and I... And I think... I'm falling in love with you." Johnny moves closer to the girl, who is still doing everything she can to keep the tears from falling. He strokes her cheeks, taking care not to hurt her. She says: "Does that answer your question?" The man smiles. "That was the best clarification I've ever heard." Then he gives a trail of kisses on her neck, quite delicate and careful. Their bodies intertwine in the tub, and Emanuele is not nervous or restless about the physical contact. No, quite the contrary. She is completely relaxed, as if the invisible guilt she carried simply poured out onto the floor.

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

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.”

I say, frowning a little. “01 Kind men are ugly. 02 Handsome men are not nice. 03 Handsome and kind men are married. 04 The handsome, kind, and single are poor. 05 Handsome, kind, single, and rich people are not interested in you. 06 The handsome, kind, single, rich, and interested people are interested in you only because of the hookup. 07 Those who are handsome, kind, single, rich, interested in you, and faithful, are homosexuals. 08 The handsome, kind, single, rich, interested in you, faithful, who do not lose interest if you are the ones who make the first step. Those men must have a problem!

Then, he would get engaged to Wendy. A cruel man, no doubt about it. I snickered. "If you're here to humiliate me, I'm sorry to disappoint you. Just a piece of advice, though: Lucian doesn't love anyone but himself. It's one thing to have a marriage of convenience. If you really fall in love with him, you'd lose." Wendy's expression instantly turned ugly. I was just about to get up when she picked up her cup of coffee and splashed the coffee on me.