Musician Romance Books の小説・ストーリー

While you're at it, you can check out my other profile @KinahFeels. I also write there, and if you're fan of romance, adventure, African fiction, etc, you'll find them there! I'd really really appreciate if you could check my books out. Thanks in advance. 1. BABY'S DADDY (pregnancy-romance) 2 HER DILEMMA (erotica) 3. ALACRIMIA (General fiction) 4. ON AIR (pregnancy-romance)

Across the town, Daniel, a reserved bookstore owner, buried himself in the pages of novels, seeking refuge from a past that cast a shadow over his heart. Fate orchestrated their first meeting in the town's charming café, where the aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the delicate notes of a piano. Their eyes locked across the room, and in that moment, the symphony of Serenity Falls played the first chords of their love story. As Lila frequented Daniel's bookstore, seeking solace in the words that lined the shelves, their connection deepened. Daniel, captivated by Lila's vibrant spirit, found the courage to share the chapters of his own life that he had kept hidden for so long.

I held his broad shoulder and, “Hi I’m Chloe. What your name?” “Hmmm, I am Vin” He smiled, OH white set of teeth, mint breathe, and redish lips. I kissed him on his side of his lips and went inside. I am laying on one of the bed in this club and remembered Vin, his biceps, his broad shoulders, his toned body, his perfect jaw line, his eyes, and his seductive lips. I started to caress my thighs, then to my abdomen, and then slowly thrust my left hand inside my satin shorts trying to feel my wetness, why am I so turned on to him? As I pushed my fingers in, I promised to myself that this night won’t end without sleeping with him.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

The gesture was so unexpectedly soft coming from this man that I didn't move. He set my hand down gently and leaned back in his chair. A small silence settled between us, easier than all the ones before it. Then he looked at me and something almost like amusement crept into his expression, quiet and unhurried. "I think April likes me already, you know," he said, his voice dropping into something low and almost playful. "She told me herself this morning." He tilted his head slightly, his eyes holding mine. "I think we could make a good family together."

As I slid into her, she gripped the sheets, her head tilting back as her moans turned into something louder, something more desperate. She tried to cover her mouth, I wouldn’t allow it. I needed to hear her sweet symphony. “Don’t you dare.” I growled as I thrust into her. “Uh! God! Nico!” Hearing her scream my name did something to me. I could no longer hold back. Her cries were like music of pleasure to me. “Tell me you love it, Nova.” I roared in her ear as my pace sped. “I love it! I love it! I love you!! God! Don’t stop!”

“Is there a reason you’re talking to me, or are you just bored of hearing your own voice?” Camille chuckled, amused by the jab. “Oh, I’m just being… helpful. You should know men like Damien don’t do forever. They play, they get bored, they move on. Especially when they weren’t the ones who started the game.” Serena frowned. “What game?”

#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

His words are smooth and captivating. “Who’s this?” I’m not sure I know the artist. “Leonard Cohen.” She says as she moves around me to pour us some wine. “They call him the Rabbi. One of the best writers in my opinion and his voice is hauntingly sexy.” She places my glass on the table and sits at the barstool across from me. “If you ever wish to truly romance a lady, play his music. You can’t go wrong.” She adds and smiles. Taking a sip of wine.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.