Miscellaneous Romance Novels & Stories

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(Teen Romance) The Wrong Brother (Teen Romance) I Still Hate You (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) All For the Money (Erotic Romance) His Girlfriend's Brother (BxB, BL, MxM, LGBQT Romance) Marina (Mystery/Thriller)

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

“And you, Jonathan, are my eternal love. I never thought I could experience such passion and intimacy with anyone.” We shared a moment of silence, basking in the afterglow of our love. But soon, a burst of laughter escaped my lips as I noticed the broken sofa nearby. “Well, it seems we’ve managed to break another piece of furniture. I hope we don’t have to replace the entire floor now.” Jonathan chuckled, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I suppose we’ll have to be more careful next time, my powerful Mia. We can’t have the entire house falling apart around us.”

The urge to go and walk around the castle more is strong, but I try to listen to my inner voice and I know for a fact that it is in my best interest to wait for Blade or one of the other Ambrose brothers to bring me out. I groan as I plop on my bed. I’m so bored and uneasy. I’m in a desperate need for something, anything to distract me. Pushing myself off the bed I decide to snoop around the room to try to find a book or something to keep me occupied. Finally a found a book titled, ‘the forbidden romance’. I roll my eyes as I see the cover show off a half naked man and woman and know that this is probably going to be smut more than anything else, but who cares. It’s something to read at leas

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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.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

Maverick I can’t sleep. I’m stretched out on my bed, staring at the ceiling like it has answers for me, but all it does is remind me of how close I came. If Lyra hadn’t barged in last night, if she’d taken even ten seconds longer to stick her nose where it didn’t belong, I would’ve had Malia. Not just a kiss, not just the kind of clumsy touch you can laugh off later, but the kind of moment you can’t ever undo. I know it. She knows it too, no matter how many walls she tries to throw up between us.