Mc Romance Novels & Stories

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?"

" And he went away leaving me shocked. To be continued…. From tomorrow, there's a new journey for Eric and Scarlett, tune in to see the tale of heartbreak, possessiveness, and obsession. A way to their Ruthless Romance. Till the next time Purva Narang (Your author)

If I could meet him again, I will gladly let him rocked his hips against mine. It wasn't my first wild night, frankly, it was one of the many nights I spent going to the club. But it was the first time ever I had sex with a stranger in a club's restroom. I definitely would feel ashamed if I ever get to meet him again, but I wouldn't be ashamed if I get to meet him at the club again. But anywhere else would be a complete disaster, he wouldn't know I was totally heartbroken that night. I don't regret the sex, if I have another chance I would do it over a million more times.

He was shirtless, tie loosened, scrolling through his phone until he saw her. “Miss me already?” he asked, voice low. “Get over here.” He didn’t need more. He locked the door, spun her around, and bent her over the heavy oak desk. The study smelled like leather and paper and old books. Ryan hiked her dress up and slid into her pussy in one thrust, right over the cum already leaking from Marcus. Emma gasped, forehead pressed to the wood. “Fuck, you’re soaked,” he groaned, fucking her slow and deep. “Marcus already had you, didn’t he? Stealing a taste while I was talking to the pastor.”

The way her hand had suddenly been felt heavier in his. He lifted his hands and stared at his ring. He was married. Luca Marino, THE MONSTER was married. He lifted his drink and guzzled down all of it. He winced as Demetrius stepped back into the room. “Darion is here.” “Wake Marco.” Luca said. Marco woke and straightened out his clothes, looking like he had never slept. “He's thirty minutes late.” Luca nodded. “Good. Take out thirty percent.” Darion walked in, holding a folder and a small leather bag in his hands. He handed the bag to Demetrius who took it away along with his coat. “Luca. I'm so sorry I am late. You know how Chicago is.”

He continued to harass her with his words and eyes. She unconsciously took another step back, her heart beating faster than ever and her cheeks turning red in embarrassment. She was too shocked to even speak. With a blank mind, she threw the broom at him and he dodged it ever so effortlessly. She turned around and quickly rushed towards the back room but who was she running away from? A mafia king who was deeply and madly in love with her.

Making no move to cover herself, Elena leaned back against the counter and purred seductively, “You know, I could call you unprofessional for this.” Marcus smirked, tossing the wrench onto the counter with a loud clatter. “Could,” he rumbled, his deep voice rough with desire. “But you won’t.” Elena grinned, stepping closer until her breasts brushed against his chest. The robe pooled at her feet, leaving her completely naked. “No,” she whispered, eyes dark with lust. “I won’t.”

” He asked but she kept quiet ” What’s the genre of the novel you’re reading?? ” He asked ” Michael don’t you think you should continue reading?? ” Lisa asked and faced him Michael smiled with the way her small lips parted while talking and suddenly got mad when he remember Rowan actually kissed her ,,,,what the hell?? ” Michael?? ” Lisa called making him come back to reality ” What’s the genre ” He asked ” I just said it’s romance,,but you were lost in thought, what are you thinking?? ” she asked

That brought a smile to her face. The princess of a mafia business? She thought she would be making millions of Ruble per day. The texture was Romeo's Rival who has always wanted to defeat him and he got his way to Roman, through his unfaithful girlfriend. 'okay.' She texted back to him and then cleared their chats before Roman was out of the toilet. Roman came and went to the closest to dress up, she used the chance to take a quick shower. * Roman dropped her off at his house after they hung out.

she agreed. Outside, engines rumbled in the lot, low and steady. Inside, the club kept moving, but the movement felt different now. More controlled. More aware. Marlowe’s voice dropped another notch. “They think the Ravens are muscle,” she said. I lifted my chin, eyes narrowing. “Let them,” I replied. “Muscle scares people. Brains end them.” Her mouth curved faintly, just enough to show she appreciated that. “You’re going to be trouble,” she said.