Napoleon Romance Novels & Stories

Aries said as he crossed his arms and rested on his chest. I raised one of my eyebrows. “And what are you going to do? Huh? Aristotle Napoleon?” I challenge him. He was about to say something, but he suddenly went back to his seat. “Nothing,” he said. The four of them laughed. “The ruthless billionaire businessman, Aristotle Napoleon is a very understanding husband!” Keegan exclaimed. We all laughed. “Wow, imagine? The high and mighty Aristotle Napoleon will only fold at a woman named Nola Florentina?” Yñigo added.

“One thing, to write a romance novel.” “Me too. Never liked those types of novels.” “There is one more type that I don't like.” “What type is that?” “Where the husband cheats his wife, and she faithfully prays that he will return to her and that they will live happily ever after.” “Just, look at our Lady Vertina.” “What's with her?” “The last time, I heard about her, she had three lovers and two husbands.” “Three lovers and two husbands? ” “Yes. Do you know, what's the best part?”

Napoleon announced with a calm and commanding presence. “Also, your statement about Naomi having s*x with Lucian in front of her own mate raised the question of why you didn’t feel betrayal pain at that time, as you were already eighteen by now. So, a thorough investigation needs to be arranged for this incident.” He added it in the same manner, but his patience was on the verge of collapse. Napoleon also wanted to kill Naomi as soon as possible. The girl was not wicked. She was born evil. Elara and Nolan were the worst among all.

“You’re the one who said a triad’s mate must appeal to wolf and man.” Calliope waved him off. “I said it was compatible. Not centerfold material.” Silas smiled. “This from the woman who tried to set us up with a model last month?” “I liked her confidence!” Calliope retorted. “Her spirit was the size of her hair! But noooo… neither of you were ‘sparked.’” She jabbed her spoon toward Ronan. “Especially you, Mr. Grumpy.” Ronan pierced a piece of roasted potato with unnecessary force. “She was too… loud.”

“It sounds… like it should be yours, only yours. ‘Mon amour.’ My love.” I blushed, my heart pounding in my chest. “You know I don’t speak French.” He pressed a soft kiss to my forehead. “Then I will teach you… one kiss at a time.” I laughed, a trembling, delicate sound. He pulled me into his arms, holding me so close I could feel the strength of his desire, the depth of his longing that he had never released. His fingers drifted over my skin, tracing patterns I had never known I knew. Every caress was a poem. Every caress was a confession.

I needed a little more time to burst free from this rope and get out of this room. “This one should do too, she has such fierce eyes. She must be very beauty and her black hair too, I say he will like her.” Blaise said, and Ryker nodded. “Take her away.” Ryker said and the guards dragged the wolf out of the room. “That’s two out of five ladies, what about this one?” Blaise said and pointed to the lady next to me. “She is pretty endowed around the chest area. I am sure he will like her. I heard he is a party man, he likes them big. Alright take her.” Ryker said and the guards dragged her out of the room.

The thought alone fuelled my jealous nature. “Dude, she’s my Luna” he yelled as if the louder his voice was the better effect and higher the chances where of his words sinking in. I looked back at him decipherably. He sees Nina as his Luna? How? Yes, she has that caring nature about her but a turned wolf can’t physically have a full breaded wolf bowing to them it just wasn’t in the full born wolf’s nature. “I don’t” I began to make him aware of my confusion in hearing his confession.

“Enough!” I screeched tired of his games, while now he is nice I know his kindness will end when the sun rises. He slowly kisses my unsuspecting lips, while I close my eyes without hesitation. “Just give me this chance.” He whispers to me with his champagne-scented breath. “Give me one more night.” He asks me as his brown eyes fill with tears. I fall exhausted before his nostalgic gaze, while we both undress completely, to share a small tub where he massages every part of my body, while the most obvious hiding places of my body are found with great ease by that clever man.

Moreover, Pierre was not the right man for Luna. Setting aside all material conditions, the fundamental reason was that Pierre did not love Luna, not even a bit. His heart was taken by another woman, and Luna would not find happiness with a man like Pierre. That was what angered Ann; she was angry at Luna's lack of backbone. What was so special about a man like Pierre anyway?

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........