Medical Romance Novels & Stories

I never want to see a conference room again. I pass employees on my way to the top floor and they all nod to me, bowing lightly in respect. It’s been four months since Roman and I officially got married, and those four months have been the best of my life. Roman had Maya come with us on our honeymoon, and Maya’s new Nanny, Mira, a very nice omega female who adores Maya. The rooms were soundproof so while everyone else slept, Roman and I had sex like rabbits in heat. For the four weeks, we were on a tropical island resort, Roman made me scream his name in every possible length, tone, and timbre I could imagine.

Amelia broke the heavy silence. “That’s an offensive word, Ms. Croft. The chemistry between Roman and me is natural. We I seated on the backseat of the seven-seater car. “I said what everyone felt in the party, Dr. Miller because Roman Storm’s romantic life is quite a talk among the folks.” She said. I could sense a smirk on her face while Dominic sat with no expression on his face. “Roman is the man who stood by my side when I needed someone. He’s my angel. And about falling in love, well it happened over time before we both realized.” I tried to lie smoothly and hoped she bought my story.

“I… don’t think so.” “No way. Seriously?” Carol thought about it. They might have, but she could not remember. Myka took a sip of wine and smiled. “You’re so unromantic. How could you not do it in such a romantic place? If I were you, I’d have screwed my man here a few hundred times!” “A few hundred times? You sure have a lot of energy.” “They’re the ones moving, anyway.” That was true, but even the one lying down got exhausted.

" 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)

Ace kissed her cheek before walking to where his brothers stood. “you look beautiful” he whispered, the moment she stood in front of him. Camila grinned. “you don’t look too bad yourself” she replied earning a small chuckle from him. “we are gathered here to witness the marriage of Roman Romero and Camila Santiago” the priest started. He read all the marriage rites and had the couple repeat after him, he led Camila in her vows but when it was Roman’s turn, he pulled out a paper from his pocket. He’d written special vows.

Even though I love thrillers, romantic things like that are surely every woman’s dream, right? “You and your husband are the same,” Mariyam joked. “Me?” I chuckled softly. “I don’t know, maybe.” I wasn’t even sure how to answer. What if the romance they meant was different from the romance Miron meant? When my body experienced an orgasm, it was thanks to Miron’s punishment. Then, he gave me a pasca-sex treatment that probably no other woman would ever get. Isn’t that a form of romance? Like dark romance? “Aren’t you and Sir Miron going on dates like that on a cruise ship, too?” Mariyam’s tone sounded certain.

she said with a wink, settling beside me on the couch and pulling a fuzzy blanket over us both. She queued up the movie on her TV, the opening credits filling the room with upbeat music. As the story unfolded lighthearted banter, stolen glances, the kind of sweet romance that made your heart flutter—I tried to lose myself in it. Mira laughed at the jokes, nudging me with her elbow, but I could only manage faint smiles. My mind wandered back to Zayden, to the way his touch had once felt like safety, now tainted by blood.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

I felt my orgasm rising, sending us both over the edge, he emptied his seed in me and we cuddled up with each other falling asleep wishing for a good long life together. The next day was a repeat of last night until he told me he was taking me on a little getaway to spend our mating time together as I would go into heat soon. We left with our horses and carriage for our honeymoon promising Aidan we would be back for his birthday ball. As we rode out of town the people were shaking at us and were so welcoming, and I couldn't wait to do my part as the mate of a Royal Gamma. Roman was by the gate and gave us a bow before leaving, there was something off about Roman lately, but he was Drax's bes

His secrets cut, but his touch heals, I thought, my fingers clawing into his shoulders, nails biting skin. My robe slipped to the floor, pooling like liquid moonlight, leaving my curves bare under his ravenous gaze. His calloused hands roamed, tracing every inch, igniting shivers that raced through my core. “Kayla,” he rasped, his voice thick with need, lifting me onto the bed, the linen sheets cool against my fevered skin. His kisses trailed down my neck, teeth grazing my collarbone, sparking electric jolts that made me gasp. I arched into him, my nails raking his back, his muscles flexing under my touch as he worshipped my body—every curve, every scar, every shudder. “You’re my home,” he w