My Romance System Novels & Stories

“Just like a system needs someone to handle it, Selene handles the divine mating system, choosing the mates carefully. It's a long process.” “What if Selene isn’t there to handle the system?” I ask her. “Then the system will stop and there will be no mates.” I frown. “Is there a possibility that it can assign wrong mates to werewolves?” “The system can’t do anything on its own. But if someone messes with it, there is a possibility. Under the wrong God’s hand, the system will mess things up and can pair wrong people with each other. Pairs who were never destined to be together. But that isn’t possible until someone actually messes with the system,” She explains and I gasp.

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I said. "I thought we were friends. I thought that even if the romance wasn't real, the friendship was. But you were working for him." "I’m sorry," she sobbed. "Liam, I am so, so sorry." "Was any of it real?" I asked. "Did you ever actually care, or were you just waiting for the next check?"

Our faces suddenly inches apart, his whiskey breath ghosting warm across my lips. "And no, I had no idea you would be there, but when I was told there was a woman who needed a dominant for the night and every other Dom was occupied, I asked for your file." My stomach flipped. "And when I opened it and saw it was you, I didn't think twice." His eyes dropped to my lips and back up. "I came straight to you. And fucking hell Seraphina, my cock and I haven't been the same since that night and I have no intention of pretending otherwise."

I had secretly taken it after Ximena killed her. It really was not a dream. The system and Ximena were real. I immediately started calling for the system again. This time, it responded. [Ding. Congratulations on successfully completing the Devoting mission. Target Ximena's affection has reached 100%. ] [Since the host did not respond within three seconds, the system has automatically chosen to bring the target into the real world. She has been stored in your inventory. Please check and claim her.] [The next Devoting mission will begin soon. Please be prepared.]

"So do you. It's a shame it's all pretense." His smile was shallow, never reaching his eyes. "Not all of it," he replied. As the city lights shimmered around them, Serena pondered just how real this façade of romance might become. But as their car drew into the hotel driveway, Serena's phone suddenly buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. From an Unknown Number: "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Serena. Back off-while you still can." Her breath hitched. Damien noticed the change in her expression.

Her voice was solid, but her breath wavered. "What happens if I am both?" Roman smiled slowly and dangerously. "Then I may have finally found my mate." The world briefly shrank to the sound of their breathing, the shimmer of candlelight on glass, and the soft hum of life between them. As if committing her to memory, he scrutinised her. Finally, he whispered, "You'll learn to appreciate being my game," his words slipping like a secret on her skin. His eyes met Luna's. "You don't give me enough credit." Roman's grin widened. "That is my expectation." Before she could say anything more, he turned away, leaving her alone in the opulent room.

Jim: "Mom, while that wimp is gone gallivanting drunkenly in Vegas, I want you to move my things into your room. I also expect you to serve me roman grapes and fun meals." I will explain these to you. I could not believe the control over my gorgeous wife that this cocky bastard had. 'Roman grapes' required his mother to put one knee up and fold the other leg over. Her beautiful smooth oh-so-sexy foot would be over his adoring face, the bunch of grapes held above him by her red painted toes. He could just extend his tongue to pop a ripe grape into his mouth like Caesar, or kiss the soft soles of his mother's gorgeous delicate feet.

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

Yeah, right. I scowled at the floating interface. “Nope. Absolutely not. This is ridiculous. I’m not doing it.” SYSTEM: Mission active. Affection potential high. Failure penalized. I muttered something unflattering under my breath, nearly choking on my drink. Affection potential? High? Was the system serious? Dream had already admitted he was mine, whatever that was supposed to mean, and now I was supposed to make him grovel like a caffeinated puppy?