Napoleon Romance Novels & Stories

“Okay. First of all, he’s insane. Second, he’s probably into you in that crazy enemies-to-lovers w*****d way, but like... with mafia daddy energy.” “This isn’t a romance novel,” I muttered, rubbing my temples. “No, it’s not,” she agreed. “But you’re definitely the main character.” I looked up at her, deadpan. “You’re not helping.” Naomi sighed. “Sorry. I’m just trying to lighten the mood. I mean... you’re clearly spiraling. You’ve got wine on your sweater, chocolate on your lip, and you’re being hunted by your sexy half-mafia husband.” I threw a couch pillow at her. “He’s not sexy!”

He asked, and Nero ignored him; he approached Lena and wrapped his hand around her waist, pulling her closer to him. “I like the way we respect our boundaries; let’s keep it that way,” Nero said with a threatening tone before he walked back in with Lena. Lena rolled her eyes when she noticed a red lipstick mark on his neck. “He is so shameless,” she thought in disbelief; he had brought her here as his woman but still went upstairs to have an affair with another woman. “Fortunately I don’t care about him or his stupid affairs,” she thought when Dante approached them. “I gave you a task, so why did you leave her alone?” Nero asked angrily, and Dante bowed his head apologetically.

Each new text carried its own weight, demanding her attention with urgency. The first message came from Charles, pleading his case with a desperate tone. "Sweetie, it was all a mistake on my part. Nathalie seduced me," he confessed, attempting to shift the blame away from himself. Another text followed swiftly, filled with assurances of his unwavering love. "Listen up babe, I would never do such a thing to you intentionally. You know I have always loved you. All that you heard was simply part of the dialogues in the movie we are making Don't think it's about Us babe I was just explaining to Nathalie with an Example"

I had no idea it had changed colors, so I lifted my hand to the side of my eye, though of course, I couldn’t feel what color it was from touching it. “He practically confessed everything the first night he came here,” Nicolette went on, almost vibrating with excitement for finally being able to reveal her discovery. “He said he’d met his one true love recently—very recently—and that he’d only seen her from across a room, and he couldn’t talk to her because he’d known she was already married, so… It all fits. It’s just that none of you were paying attention to what he was really saying. Vienne is his one true love.”

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

Meanwhile, in the house next to Alex, Rachael watched as Alex made his way into the house sighing silently in her heart. "Had she fallen in love with this fellow" she could not help but to ask herself this question as her thoughts and emotions were all in a chaotic state, now anytime she saw him her emotions would even become more chaotic, and she felt her heart would burst out of her chest. He was so handsome yet so cold and indifferent towards females, shaking her head she went back into her room lying on the bed as she waited for sleep to come to take her.

Nailed to dead trees on the border. Left to rot for a hundred years. He dropped to one knee. Forced Seraphina down beside him. “Your Highness. Forgive me. I didn’t know you’d come.No fire lit. No rites cleansed. Luproma Pack is loyal.We’ve never wavered. Never will.” He swallowed hard. “But… do you mean Elise as your bride?” Caesar smiled. Wolves whined. Pressed flat into the snow. “Wasn’t her.”

I said, Nero immediately rushed up to me. “What? Why?” He grabbed me by the shoulders, his expression one of despair. “It’s too early in the night to leave.” I stepped away from him so I could look at Romeo. “I get not wanting to sleep with me. You have the right to choose. However, acting like your brothers wanting me and my body is the worst crime imaginable is insulting. I’m sorry you had to be here while I tried to have fun. Don’t worry about me hitting on you; I’ll never make that mistake again. You can fuck yourself since that’s the only person you’ll let touch you.”

Yvonne felt regretful at that moment. “Oh, these two lovebirds had even started to flirt with each other. Do you two think that we are filming a movie?” Winona laughed sardonically. “Are you two really in a paramour relationship?” Sophia looked at Yvonne and Benedict in disbelief. She had always thought that Yvonne and Benedict were working together to scam her. “What paramour relationship? We are lovers who love each other!” Benedict corrected her.