Medical Romance Novels & Stories

“That’s what matters. I know you’re carrying a lot—more than you should have to. The miscarriage, Klara, Alec, all of it. And I know I haven’t always handled it right. But when I married you, I promised to love and take care of you. Not just when it’s easy. Every day. Even when we’re fighting. Even when you’re scared. We deal with it together. Okay?” Tessa’s eyes glistened again, but this time not from panic. She nodded slowly. “Really?” she asked, voice small. “Last time I checked our marriage had nothing to do with your love for me.” Roman leaned back against the seat, looking at her steadily. “True,” he said. “At first. But now?” He reached for her hand again and brought it to his lips. “

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

We got to the room as he laid me on the bed. "Bad Vida.I like it"Kingston said and I smiled "You are my husband Kingston"I replied I undo his button and removed his shirt leaving him shirtless as I he also undressed me.He suddenly stopped.I am left with my undergarments and Kingston is shirtless.His gaze ran through my body and it made my nervous He held my hand tenderly "You have a head injury Vida"Kingston said "I don't care"I replied and kissed him again and we had a pleasant session of love making experiencing the full force of Kingston's energy.

My back hit the counter, and the spatula clattered uselessly into the sink. “Mav—” My protest dissolved as he deepened the kiss, his hand braced on the counter beside me while the other skimmed down my side, slipping beneath the loose hem of my pajama top. My skin burned where his fingers brushed. “You taste better than breakfast,” he murmured against my mouth, and before I could even process the line, his hand was sliding lower, teasing the waistband of my pajama bottoms. My whole body went still. “Wait, what are you—”

This is really happening. "Y...Yes I do" I replied with a hopeless crack in my voice. "And do you promise to be there for better for worse, in sickness and in health till death do you part?" "Yes I do". Nezt, he gave the marriage rites to me to read out: "I Bethel, take you Ryan to be my lawfully wedded husband; to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish. And I promise to be faithful till death do us part" I read nervously.

Hannah and Darren settled down at a spot that the Winchesters had purchased privately, with few people around, and only lanterns illuminating the beach. Listening to the sound of the waves together in the darkness was a different kind of romance. Darren stood in front of the barbecue grill, grilling meat, and handed a skewer to Hannah. "Delicious," Hannah commented, biting into a piece of grilled meat, the juicy flavors exploding in her mouth, and the taste of the barbecue seasoning lingering on her taste buds. With a smile, she brought the skewer to Darren's lips, cheerfully saying, "Try it." Darren didn't refuse, naturally taking a bite of the skewer she handed him. After savoring it for a

In Argentina, the love between Emiliano Romero, and Maria De La Cruz, bloomed like the September equinox. They finished their weekend, full of energy, and many revolutionized hormones. She was in love with his intelligence, when they talked about medicine she loved to listen to him, she was impressed by so much knowledge. He was falling in love with the simplicity of her soul, her heart and her longing for history.

Jen sarcastically said. "The lid is the problem but not my fault, okay?" Loki muttered. Jen just steal her cup and close it with a lid quickly. "you are a weakling girl" Jen teased while giving back her shake drink. A woman started to smile and said "It’s looked like you both loved each other" . "Of course I loved him, though he keeps roasting me a lot. I accepted the way he is and I loved him" Loki confidently said. Jen began to pinched twice on her waist, while he was showing his embarrassing face. Jen hid his smiled with left hand.

“I think its sweet you care so much about the time that we lost.” “I just wish we could have had that love-at-first-sight moment most mates usually get.” “Is that really how it normally goes? People lock eyes with each other and know that they’re mates?” “Not all of the time,” Roman admitted, “but you know, it does happen. I just wish there was a little more magic to ours.” He picked her up and put her back on the bed. “Are your knees okay?” he rubbed them a little. He could see they were red from having been on the wooden floors.

I might have ruined this night, but I’m willing to go home if he is indeed going to marry Celestina. “Amor,” Roman spoke, his eyes searching mine, treading over my face with intent while his thumb drew small circles on my jaw. “Let’s lie down?” I pressed my tongue on the insides of my cheeks. That wasn’t exactly the answer I was looking for. Roman scooted back, tugging my hand until I’m lying beside him. The beautiful star filled sky above us was such a romantic sight. He clearly thought of everything. I guess if it wasn’t for his father’s announcement, we wouldn’t be lying like this, as if we’re afraid to touch each other.