May-december Romances Novels & Stories

"But I'm curious, what does romance mean to you?" Max leaned in closer to Chloe, his voice low and husky, as he whispered softly into her ear, "Romance is like the changing sky at dusk, with colors shifting and blending together to create something new and beautiful each time. It's like the dance of fireflies on a warm summer evening, a dazzling display that takes your breath away.” His words flowed like a gentle stream, carrying with them the promise of something sweet and special. Chloe felt her heart skip a beat, and a shiver ran down her spine like a gentle breeze on a summer day, as she turned away to hide the reddened flush on her cheeks.

** POR SIEMPRE TUYA LIBRO 1 (166,800 LECTORES) ETERNAMENTE MÍA LIBRO 2 (54,700 LECTORES) INFINITAMENTE NUESTRA LIBRO 3 ( 7200 LECTORES) **SAGA ROMANCE ( pasión, romance, tentaciones y un hombre decidido a todo por la mujer que ama). -CUANDO DEJAS TU CORAZÓN ATRÁS LIBRO 1 (4200 lectores) -MI CORAZÓN TE PERTENECE LIBRO 2 (3800 lectores) *** PASION Y TENTACION MAFIA SERIES*********** -MAFIA ITALIANA LIBRO 1 ******HISTORIAS INDIVIDUALES************ - LUNA INDOMABLE (pasion/traicion/romance/ alfa posesivo/ princesa rebelde)

Within seconds, he was crawling, and dragging himself forward until he could wrap his arms around my left leg like a child clinging to its mother, nuzzling his cheek against my calf. “Perdonami, mia signora (forgive me, my lady),” he gasped between kisses pressed to my skin. “Forgive me, but I cannot lie to you. Don Romano is blind, blind to such beauty.” I smirked, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear with a dangerous slowness. “He’s not blind, Deci. I saw the way he looked at me that first night. His eyes devoured me. He wanted me so badly he could barely speak. He just won’t admit it.”

Gradually the others slipped away until all that were left were Ryan and his Mom, Claire and another woman, a hot Latino called Megan. The three women were definitely the wrong side of tipsy and whilst Brandi was pushing up against her son, so he was squashed against the rest and she had two thirds of the sofa, the other two were getting close and giggly... very close and very giggly. Ryan watched as they moved nearer and nearer each other, their hands slipping over each other and their thighs rubbing together. His Mom was leaning her head on his shoulder also watching, though she seemed to have seen it all before, “Go on,” she said with a girlish laugh, “Dare you to make out with tongue.”

Shoot! "Love is indeed in the air." Maribella remarked before waving my book in front of the camera. "So, if you people haven't read this, if you haven't been in love, or if you just wanted to enjoy a good romance book then buy Rebecca's My high School Love Affair and it will make you fall in love with life." I shyly smiled and nodded my head. "Anyway…" Maribella's gaze went back to us and she was wearing this stare like when a journalist's curiosity was piqued. "Sir Ibarra, you did mention earlier that you are going to be a part of Rebecca's future, yes?"

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

"Well, if you say so. I'd like to order a coffee, preferably a caramel-flavored cappuccino, thank you." "It'll be ready in five minutes," Maya replied, finally able to leave. Rome watched her as she and Anya departed, seemingly unaware of his identity or their previous encounter. Though it was a brief meeting, if you could call it that, Rome sensed something in Maya, a mere spark of interest, nothing more. Five minutes later, Maya returned with the coffee, but Rome had already left, leaving a note and change on the table. Curious, she picked up the note and read it. Her eyes twitched, and her hands trembled.

May held her hand and kissed her before me. I left the two in the room and went back. Now let me ask don’t be offended. May are you in your osmosis no I am out a week ago and you Rosaline. No, I am not if you want to have a baby then I am set. Meaning I am in my danger.

"Are you sure, Maya? Because once we start this, there is no going back to the light." ​"I'm tired of the light," she breathed. ​Roman didn't wait for another word. He crashed his lips against hers, a fierce, hungry possession that tasted of desperation and freedom. He scooped her up, her silver gown bunching around her thighs, and carried her toward the master suite.

“Seduce him. Romance him. Make him fall in love with you . . .” How can I do that? I’m done in seducing him, and romancing him, but make him fall in love to me? Is beyond impossible. That’s really next to impossible. He won’t fall in love with me. This is just a marriage for convenience. Both Callum and Dad were benefiting in this marriage, our companies were now . . . merging. And because of Callum agreeing to Daddy’s proposal, he is very happy because he will be able to enter Callum’s company without difficulty. And I wonder what Daddy can do.