Napoleon Romance Novels & Stories

Roman fed me grapes, his fingers lingering on my lips. That night, we took a boat cruise on the Seine. The water lapped gently as we glided past bridges and buildings. Wine flowed, and a musician played accordion. Roman pulled me onto his lap, his hands under my skirt, stroking my thigh. I bit my lip to stay quiet, heat building between my legs.

"Is it fair to me that you force her on me, to be with me? I don't love her, Nana. Am I not being transparent about that?" "Is it Celine?" "Sorry, what?" What the hell was she driving at? "I know, office romance is a hip these days." She crossed her legs, reclining on the couch. "Nana?" She was unbelievable. "Is it Celine? Tell me, and I will do what is necessary right away. Has she bewitched you? Tell me, Leonardo!" "You are incredible, Nana. Celine has nothing to do with this." "Who is it then? Ariadne told me you are seeing someone. Who is this good-for-nothing nobody?"

When his first wife Eleanor finally bore him Nero and Natasha after twenty barren years, the second family decided the newcomers were a threat. They drugged teenage Nero with a ruthless aphrodisiac, forcing his body to rape his father’s virgin teenage bride in front of witnesses—then used faked DNA tests to “prove” Nero’s bloodline was false. Eleanor, Nero, and Natasha were stripped of name and home. Days later, the second wife’s faction struck the final blow: Eleanor was burned alive, Natasha sold to slavers. Nero, escaping the flames, ran to his girlfriend Lila—only to find his eldest stepbrother attempting to rape her. One desperate brick to the skull turned self-defense into “attempted m

To say that Raphael was overwhelmed at this point was an understatement; the mystery lady had a killer body and though he had promised himself to not have sex with any other girl aside Aliyah, he was willing to break the veil of sacredness for this girl. Before he would follow her, Raphael remembered he had two more tasks to accomplish "So you are Romeo huh?" He asked. "Yes sir, how may I fix you up?" Romeo asked with delight. Raphael felt his hate for the lad renew seeing him smiling so happily. "Remember me?" He asked "Uhmmm sir, I can't," Romeo replied innocently. "I would come back for this recognition topic but first, who is that lady" Raphael asked with his anger dying down. "She told

"I got her. She believed me. Wow. I can't wait to scorn and taunt her after Callen is done fucking and dumping her. She is so timid and clueless to think anyone, especially someone like the alpha prince, would accept a dirty pig like her as a mate. Foolish girl!' A sharp gasp slipped my lips as I slapped my mouth shut, breathing heavily at the realization of what was actually happening. Oh my goodness.. "I almost fell into the trap of giving my virginity to the same man that would crush me to pieces. His plan was to fuck and dump me!" I breathed shakily, swallowing hard as I began sweating already. "Fuck it!" My wolf cursed, growling in anger and pain. I hissed and took my bath without being

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

she asked mad. Nao sighed and can't say anything because he never had girlfriend or been in love since high school but the only girl he loved and it was Loki. She changed his world where filled with no motivation and colorless. Because of her very beautiful drawing and her short hair, her voice calm and confident personality. His heart began pounded fast and kept following her for the whole time. Loki fell asleep on the table. Nao could see the tears on her face, reddish ears and cheeks so he just wiped it gently and lifted her up.

The marriage chamber smelled of roses and fire. Candles burned along the walls, their smoke weaving into the heavy air. The silken bed was dressed in white and silver, the sheets waiting, expectant, suffocating. Raphael stirred, the haze still clinging to his mind. His head throbbed, his body sluggish, as if his veins had been filled with molten lead. He forced his eyes open, blinking against the blur. Luna stood before the mirror, her gown already falling from one shoulder, her lips curved in victory.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.