May-december Romances Novels & Stories

I shot Pierce a glare across the table, but inside, I was smiling. He knew every little thing about me. Every desire and obsession. He always paid attention. I know his friends snored as he told them about me. But it's so cute of him. “What of Romance?” Don Juarez asked. I felt confident. “Yes, especially dark romance,” I admitted, feeling more calm. “I have a whole collection at home. The darker the better.” Don Nero let out a low chuckle. “See, Juaréz? Your sappy shit has infected the next generation.”He remarked.

"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."

“I don’t think Miss Williams has spent a lot of time with President Henderson here, huh?” She smiled coldly, not knowing what was his intention. “I didn’t know Mr. Larson is such a busybody.” The latter ignored her and continued speaking to no one in particular. “Young Master Henderson is an expert in romance. I remember he did something so romantic that it almost shook the earth about two years ago!” “Michael Larson!” Matthew’s face fell as he called out to the man with his full name. His tone was filled with intimidation. “President Henderson, is it just me or do you seem slightly nervous?” Michael revealed an enigmatic smile. His eyes were filled with indifference.

"Ximena, today is our wedding day. Let's just forget all the misunderstandings from before. How about you give me that nail as a token of our love?" She waved her hand without a second thought. "It's just a nail. If you like it, take it." [Ding. Target Ximena has gifted the host a level-four soul nail. Stored in inventory.] [Ding. Host has obtained a level-three tweezer. Stored in inventory.] [Nail removal task completed. Reward pack has been issued. Please claim it in your inventory.] [Please keep up the good work and carry out your Devoting actions to the end.] I opened my system inventory and found four new items inside. A mask called Beauty Restoration Device. A wig called Three Thousand

“It was in our agreement—” “Your grandmother won’t notice anything’s off between us. She’ll assume my behavior is just part of the pregnancy mood swings, so don’t worry.” Rome climbed onto the bed, leaned against the headboard, and picked up the book she usually read to help her fall asleep. She opened it to the last page she’d read. “You’re so moody, Rosenda Marie. No wonder you’re already twenty-four and still single.” She gave him a sharp look. “I’m only twenty-four, Cayson. I had a promising future ahead of me. I was supposed to meet new people, live my life. But thanks to you, that future is gone.”

"Even with Sophie's rules? Even with your ex-wife watching? Even with everyone knowing?" "Especially with all of that. Because it means we're real. Not hiding. Not pretending." He brought my hand to his lips and kissed it softly. "I want this, Maya. I want you. All the complications included." "I want you too." We sat there holding hands in the dark living room, the movie playing to an audience of two, the Christmas tree lights twinkling. This wasn't how I'd imagined my Christmas. Falling for my best friend's father. Navigating family drama. Sharing him with his ex-wife.

He went to take his food as usual from the kitchen, he got to his room and ate it. It started raining that night, pouring heavily, with thunder rumbling nonstop and flashes of lightning moving across the dark clouds. It was so cold, even with the heater on. Gracie started feeling the absence of her husband, she wrapped herself with her duvet. She had touched herself earlier, but she wasn’t satisfied, her pussy pulsated, her pulse raced.

Zaire drawled, rolling his eyes, "You know, as the chairman of Romero Empire " "B...but...I don't understand what you mean." Maya said, laying forward now as her heart pointed in her ears, "Are you saying that you will make me Damien Romero's lover?" "Nonsense," Zaire sneered, "You can never be Damien Romero's lover. You do not compare to Lana Fernandez at all." Maya blinked in shock as she heard those words What the hell? What was this maniac saying? Is he saying that she can be Damien Romero's lover or was he just trying to mock her?

Jude. Monday School Is bustling with the upcoming prom I have a bouquet of roses huge they make a statement as I walk in to find Hope And Carmen standing together. "Good Morning Ladies " they both turn to look at me seeing then flowers Carmen's face break into a smile "Carmen will you be my prom date ?" I ask her handing the flowers the smile on face huge while if looks can kill I will be dead the way Hope is looking at me. Returning the smile "Yes of course, yes I will

* Julliane * The evening of Darren's return to Magnolia Manor is one of those rare, warm nights when the air is thick with the scent of blooming gardenias, their perfume seeping in through the open windows. Nana Carmen and the servants have truly outdone themselves, the dining room is bathed in the golden glow of candlelight, the long mahogany table adorned with freshly cut flowers and polished silverware. It's a quiet but heartfelt welcome for Darren.