My online-to-offline romance diary Novels & Stories

“How did that affect you?” “It broke something,” I said simply. “Something I have not fully recovered from.” He nodded once. “And after that?” “After that, everything started making sense in the worst possible way. The recording that was leaked, the things that were said, the manuscript I came across later.” Matteo’s eyes narrowed slightly. “The manuscript?” I gave a short nod. “She wrote it like a diary. An age gap romance story. It was very detailed and personal.” “What stood out to you?” he asked.

I didn't know what to type, I just stared at his last message. Mystery man: So you are also a writer on Goodnovel, share me the l**k to your book. I will like to check it out. Me: Just type in itchy fingers or either My daughter's Nanny or Yes, master in the search space. I have two books on the platform, you can check any out. Mystery man: My daughter's Nanny? Is it romance? Me: Yes, of course. A mafia romance. Mystery man: I can tell you are an hopeless romantic.

(OH MY GOD!) Genre: Trilibg romance and suspense 💝Written by:💝 Jesudamilola Abiola 💝💖LILY’S POV💝💖 Oh my God, I felt his soft skin and our eyes met My heart could not stop beating fast since he came back to class I think am in lov.Oh no, I can never fall in love with someone like him, he is so arrogant, I thought shaking my head God, but he so cute, I thought as my heart keeps pounding

(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ on a different note please read my other book a rose dedicated to Alpha Aiden on goodnovel ☜(⌒▽⌒)☞

Olivia POV The lingering warmth of the roast lamb on my tongue hadn’t yet faded when I noticed something odd. The staff member, who had been answering Ryan’s question about deliveries, kept stealing glances at me—no, not at me, at my stomach. My cheeks burned, and I fidgeted with the hem of my sweater, hoping he’d stop. But his gaze kept darting between Ryan and me, his expression a mixture of curiosity and excitement. Then, as if to confirm whatever assumptions he’d made, he straightened up and said, “Of course, subscribing to our online service means you’ll also receive recommendations for the latest maternal and child products every month.”

Or will you always be chasing that first, brutal, ice-to-fire penetration on the parlor rug? You traded loneliness for an eternity with a passion that was born from despair. You warmed a ghost back to life with the heat of your own orgasms. That’s a hell of a love story. It’s also a hell of a horror story. And I think, for you, that’s exactly the point. Her thumb slipped between the pages again. “And… If this is real, can I have the address?” she added dryly. Then she opened the diary and turned to the next page.

Me crossing the room, leaning in to kiss Kyrian on the cheek and the one second I stayed, paused and stretched into many seconds. I scrolled past it and the headlines were something else entirely. PLAYBOOK'S CONNIE AND KYRIAN: ARE THEY THE REAL DEAL? THE KISS THAT BROKE THE INTERNET—CRESTFIELD'S COUPLE CHEMISTRY. I stared at that last one for a moment longer than the others. "Are you seeing the memes?" Hori said, still chattering like a broken radio. "Connie there's a whole thread—" "I see them."

I whispered back, brokenly, trying to match him: “I am yours. Only yours. Always.” He smiled, brushing a kiss along my temple, my lips, my forehead. “Oui. Toujours.” Yes. Always. The sun climbed higher, spilling more warmth across the room, painting his skin in gold, painting me in light, painting our shared intimacy in a glow that neither of us wanted to end. I woke up fully hours later, still pressed against him, his arms wrapped around me like he could never let go. Our breathing had slowed, our hearts had settled, but the memory of the night lingered—soft, intimate, unforgettable.

I am done apologizing for who I am. I leaned forward, looking into the camera. "I am an Omega. I am the Captain of the Redmoor Wolves. I will see you on the ice tomorrow night."

“I’m both proud and mortified by this.” “I’ll take it,” I giggled. “So, like…umm how was it? What was it like? First time with a woman, and you chose your mother-in-law.” “She’s not my mother-in-law,” I said with an eyeroll. “I don’t think Ryan will want me after seeing how deep his father’s cock was inside me, or how far up my ass his mom stuck her tongue.” Those words gagged Diane.