New Novel Romantic Novels & Stories

Check out Getting Over Him, which is written in Arianna’s POV if you haven’t read it yet. Also, if you like reading Paranormal Romance, Lycan’s Blood Queen, my debut paranormal romance, is out now. This is the very first story I wrote back in 2016. It went through a lot of rewrites since then, and I’m very happy with the end results. I really hope you enjoyed this story. If you liked it, do consider leaving reviews on A****n, Goodreads, or Bookbub. Reviews encourage the authors and help readers to discover new books.

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.

She didn’t like the way her thoughts were going, but they wouldn’t stop. Let’s face it, it’s got all the classic ingredients of a holiday fling. Exotic setting, two adults who fancy each other, and opportunity. And what happens to holiday romances once you get on the plane ? The knock at the door sounded like bombs dropping. ‘Who is it?’ ‘Guy.’ She walked on eggshells to the door. He was all fresh, showered and smelling of shaving things. He wore a white polo shirt that made him look like an advertisement for suntan lotion.

Its title is Persephone’s Pomegranate, a novel it based the game on. I rarely read romance novels. When I looked at the synopsis, the plot seemed promising.

He just runs his hands through my hair, like he's a little helpless dog that needs help. “It tends to be uncomfortable, huh?” He tells me, raising an eyebrow. I nod my head sadly, so he just let me fall to the ground. It was obvious that it was extremely cold, so I started screaming, while he just laughed at me. “The ground is frozen. “I tell him trembling. He grabs me tightly and takes me to bed again, where he kisses me passionately; His lips are so fleshy that when I feel them on me, I feel in heaven. His hands pass all over my body, remembering that he can love me, even if it is for a few hours. I wasn't at all disappointed with what was happening I feel completely good doing this.

The smell of new books has kept enticing a chunk of the population, albeit a smaller percentage, and mostly, people who buy from us are collectors, those who are too rich to spend money on things of the past–and that's what we offer: old, tanning books with worn out spines; a remnant of the past, a time when HarmonyMatch was never a thing. I man the register for a couple of old folks who got a stack of magazines. I smiled as they walked out the store, his hands on her shoulder, both smiling as they talked about their purchase. I thought about how they were Matched, whether they knew each other before the ceremony, if they were childhood sweethearts, or if they were familiar faces you see on

“Perhaps her depiction of the perfect romance will offer insight into figuring out who this person is.” Nikki grimaced when she heard the name Verna Ravenway. It was the name of a popular romance writer who had amassed a cult following online, but no one knew who she was. She sighed as she realized the two girls were probably not talking about her but about some ridiculous fantasy they had concocted due to the overconsumption of romance novels.

Lily sat at the coffee shop, sipping her latte and scrolling through her phone. She had always loved this place – the cozy atmosphere, the smell of fresh coffee, and the sound of the barista's steaming milk. It was her safe haven, her escape from the chaos of her life. As she looked up from her phone, she caught sight of James walking towards her. Her heart skipped a beat as she saw him – tall, handsome, and charming as ever. He was her best friend Sarah's fiancé, and Lily had been secretly in love with him for years.

Ryder, his voice a low rasp, replied, "For you, my love, I would conquer the world itself." Without hesitation, Kara stepped forward, raindrops trailing down her face like glistening tears. Her outstretched hand reached for him, a silent invitation that embraced the depths of their connection. Ryder grasped her hand, intertwining his fingertips with hers, feeling the sparks of their love ignite at their touch. A breath caught in Kara's throat as she spoke, her voice a husky whisper amidst the storm. "Ryder, she was in shock to see him Kara had just nestled herself into the plush cushions of the cozy reading nook, lost in the captivating world of a steamy romance novel. The room was filled wi

Even so, the whole process feels like a battle, and I am already exhausted by the time I have the books in my hands. I still read romantic novels. There is something comforting about them, even if some of the stories hit a little too close to home. Some of the plots are eerily similar to my own life, while others are pure escapism—beautiful, heartwarming tales from start to finish. Sure, the characters face hardships and tribulations, but what always stands out to me is the love and trust between the couples. It is the kind of love that feels unshakable, the kind I used to dream about. Now, I am not so sure if that kind of love exists for me anymore.