Naruto Romance Novels & Stories

"She's out to get me. She faked her death. She faked the whole dramatic exit. She'll show up once I've paid my dues." He clung to that belief. It was all he had. Even if the love he felt was nothing but a side effect of some drug. Even if that love had curdled into something dark. Nora was beside herself, crying next to him. Francis watched her, and after a long pause, a sly grin spread across his face. "Yeah, Natalie loved me. She'd come running back the second she heard I was off the market." Nora, eyes red and swollen, looked up at Francis on bended knee and heard him say softly, "Nora, let's go ahead with the wedding, okay?

Hearing the system's promise, I was instantly tempted. "Ximena, let me fix your skull." I used the universal glue to carefully attach the missing piece back onto her head. After it dried, I had her shake her head a few times to test it. "It's really fixed." Ximena broke into a happy smile. I seized the moment to make my request. "Ximena, today is our wedding day. Let's just forget all the misunderstandings from before. How about you give me that nail as a token of our love?"

After she was done speaking, she could not help but glance at Aurora, only to realize that Aurora was looking very shy and embarrassed like a young girl at this time. She could not help but wonder, was Aurora also in love with Charlie? Aurora also looked at Nanako in surprise. Although Nanako was much calmer compared to her, her face was also flushed red. Therefore, Aurora could not help but wonder. ‘Is that it? Could it be possible that Nanako is also in love with Master Wade?’

She giggled, her eyes twinkling with passion. And with that, Jacob lost whatever little semblance of control that he had possessed. *** Jacob lay back on the bed beside her sleeping form. Resisting the urge to touch her, he folded his hands beneath his head, gazing at the canopy above him. This had to be the best tumble he'd ever had. But the trouble was that it felt wrong to call this a mere tumble. It had meant more to him than that. It was almost as if he were making love—God but he was sounding like a lovesick woman.

Even if it was only through whispers and rumors rather than an official ruling, there was at last something more like justice being delivered. From close to the stove, a more reserved girl raised her voice just above a whisper. However, doesn't Ronan already have a partner? "A female partner?" That nearly made me giggle. "Oh, he has a partner," I answered, letting my voice carry just enough disdain. If only they understood half of it. "A stunning Luna who plays the role of the ideal wife and resides in his home. However, having a wife doesn't prevent a man from pursuing his desires, does it? Some people aren't meant to be devoted to a single person.

Old wounds healed into scars that told stories of survival. That night in our chambers passion burned once more. Slower this time. Filled with whispers and promises. Ronan took me from behind. Hands gripping my hips. Mouth on my neck. We lost ourselves in each other until exhaustion claimed us. Lying in the dark with his arm around me I reflected on the journey. From the cell where he first claimed me in rage. Through hatred and blackouts and battle. To this. Mates. Leaders. Lovers. The title Broken Bond, Burning Desire had never fit better. The bond never truly broke. It burned through death and curse and pain. Now it illuminated our future.

"You aren't just standing, Nathan. You’re returning. Millimeter by millimeter." I pulled back just enough to look at her. The romance between us hadn't been an explosion; it had been a slow-burn synthesis. It was forged in the hours of her tending to my scars and me watching her sleep by the fire. I leaned down, my lips grazing hers—a lingering, quiet promise that we were building something far more resilient than the "Sun King" ever was. SATO's pov I watched them from the porch, mending a heavy nylon net as the mist rolled off the reservoir.

Then…damn him…he actually pouted, exaggerated and playful, before stepping forward and grabbing her by the waist. Scarlet sucked in a breath. “Ronan.” Inside him, his wolf purred, amused and smug. “I think mate is a tsundere,” the wolf drawled lazily. Ronan stiffened for half a second, then flushed…he actually flushed before meeting Scarlet’s shocked stare. His grip on her tightened just a little. “I’m smiling,” he said quietly, “because I’m in love with this.” She blinked. “With… what?” “With us,” he replied. “Alone. In another world. No fucking gossip. No packs whispering behind your back. No lunas plotting, no betas scheming. Just you and me.”

And it was also the night that Nari revealed her true self, something which he never thought was possible. When Romeo reached her side, he could see her smile widening, her hazel eyes gazing at him warmly in adoration. His body tingled in anticipation, his face overjoyed at the girl who had managed to capture his heart. She extended her hands to him and he willingly took it, because like Nari, Romeo also wanted to show to everyone that they are mates. If only both of them knew how utterly wrong they were. The Moon Goddess had other plans for Romeo and they did not include Nari at all.

Although, during these days of not having the real thing, the stand-in had become increasingly important. Nina and Martin went shopping and then watched a romantic movie together. The main characters were holding hands and slowly kissing due to their mutual affection. Nina was watching intently when suddenly she felt warmth on her hand. She paused and looked down. A hand was resting on hers—Martin’s. Honestly, Martin had nice hands. They were long and elegant. A simple filter on a photo of his hand could make hand enthusiasts swoon. Nina's hand was on the armrest, and Martin's hand was on top of hers.