New Mm Romance Novels & Stories

she said, her voice low enough for just him to hear. Roman grinned "i love you too and our baby, i'll always love you Mila". "geez, why do you guys always turn every moment into something sappy" Mattias groaned. Ace smacked him at the back of his head ear earning many curse words from him. Camila leaned back, into Roman's side, him holding her tight and placing a kiss on her head. Together they watched the banter of the people around them.

I shook my head again, pulling my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around them as if to hold myself together. Mira watched me for a long moment, her expression a mix of patience and pain. “You don’t have to talk right now. But I’m here when you do.” She stood, stretching her arms above her head. “How about we do something normal? Escape for a bit? Want to watch a movie? I just downloaded that new rom-com everyone’s raving about, the one with the quirky bookstore owner and the grumpy artist.”

he murmured, “when you two can help me instead?” Both Maddox and Hayden froze, surprised by his sudden boldness. The silence that followed was heavy, filled with warmth and unspoken want. Kyle’s lips curved into a shy smile before he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Maddox’s lips—slow, lingering, and full of trust. When he pulled away, he turned and kissed Hayden next, just as softly, and whispered, “You should kiss each other too.”

It was the most exclusive dining room in the downtown district, a place where the tables sat close together and the local paparazzi held permanent positions across the street. We were under direct orders from Dana. The morning sports blogs had been brutal. Rumors about my mid-game exit spread like wildfire, with two major analysts claiming the Wolves were preparing a medical baseline dispute against the Kings. Dana’s fix was fast and aggressive: a highly visible, romantic dinner date in the city to prove the newly married captains were completely fine. To the wealthy diners at surrounding tables, we looked like the perfect picture of an off-season romance.

"A very good job. You deserve a fuck for that." She grabs Milo by the front of his pants, feeling him already hard against her palm. She kisses him again, her tongue invading his mouth, dominating the contact. Pulling back, she blows a cloud of smoke directly into his face. "I hope you treated your gonorrhea, Milo. I’m not looking to catch anything extra tonight." "Yes, baby," Milo breathes, his hands roaming up her sides. "Clean bill of health. I swear." "Good," Maya says, grinding her pelvis against his thigh. "Then let’s go."

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

I accepted mine and turned to find Cross staring at me. “I said not to call me that.” “What you should be saying is ‘thank you', baby.” He growled, bringing the cone to his lips. Narrowing his eyes, he mumbled, “Thanks.” “See, we are on a date. Rollercoaster ride, ice cream for my bae. I'm just here wondering if I'm gonna get lucky tonight,” I winked at his blushing face. “Your ice cream is melting,” he stated, changing the topic.

The next morning I woke up to my phone vibrating relentlessly. I groaned, reaching for it. My mother’s name flashed on the screen. “Good morning, mamma” I drawled. “Sandro”, she scolded. “Why am I hearing about your marriage from the internet?” Dragging my laptop onto my lap,I opened the news. Sure enough, every headline blared the same thing. “The Ruthless Alessandro Deluca set to marry Elena Moretti, how long has this secret romance been going on.” I scrolled through the comments.

Alice face palmed herself as she sat down next to Romano. “Married club? You two are married?” Ace asked in disbelief. “Oh shit.” Romano breathed as he scratched his neck. “About that…” He said as he gulped. “Well?” Ace said as he raised his eyebrow at his younger brother. “We’ve been married for a month. We eloped back in New York.” Alice said as she stood up straight and Romano planted a kiss on her cheek. “Well damn.” I chuckled. “Congratulations!” I said as I jumped over to her and tackled her with a hug, matching the intensity she did with me.

“And I don’t do moderation.” That did something to my stomach that I didn’t appreciate. “That’s not romantic,” I snapped. “That’s unstable.” He turned fast. Eyes dark. Not wild. Contained. Too contained. He grabbed me and kissed me. Heat, frustration, and something close to desperation. For half a second I let it happen. Then my brain caught up and I shoved him. “Don’t.” He let go immediately. Like I’d burned him. “Fuck,” he barked, pacing once.