New Romance Novels January 2016 Novels & Stories

“You’ll come to your senses.” “Don’t count on it,” she hissed. But she knew he would come back. And worse—she knew part of her wanted him to. Not the arrogant businessman. But the heat in his eyes. The promise in his voice. The danger. As the SUV disappeared down the dirt road, Evelyn stood still, heart hammering in her chest, hands trembling slightly with rage—or something close to it. She had just met the man who wanted to take everything from her. And he had looked at her like he wanted to devour her. Trouble had arrived. And his name was Damien Romano. --

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At this point, going around the house braless was as close to rebellious as Starlight had been in almost a decade… And so was reading her fourth extra passion romance novel in a row, barely emerging from the nest of quilts she’d dragged to the comfy rocking chair in front of the now-dying fire. No makeup, no expectations, no worries… Her first day as Starlight Maxwell all over again… ‘Starlight Maxwell 2.0.’ And the first day of her new life was pretty damn good. When she was done reading, she could dig through her suitcase for ‘Great Scott’, her faithful vibrator, and some quality ‘me time’. Or she could stay up reading ravaging steamy love novels all night long.

“It’s bad, Lyra. But it’s not the end of the world. Yet.” I peeked out from between my fingers, glaring at him. “Yet?” He didn’t respond. Instead, he handed me his phone, the screen now filled with headlines and articles. The Mysterious Woman in Roman Lennox’s Arms! Business Tycoon Roman Lennox’s Engagement in a Haste! Who is the CEO’s Unlikely Fiancée? Office Romance Kindled Into Engagement Ceremony! Each headline was worse than the last, accompanied by photos of me and Roman from the party. There were candid shots of me showing off the ring, Roman standing stoically beside me, and even random pictures taken at the Lennox Group office.

The moment I responded to his kiss, a low, quiet groan came from his throat. The sound instantly sent a hot wave rushing through my whole body, sparking a feeling I couldn’t quite control. Matching his energy, I matched the deep, demanding movement of his lips, only to feel them curve against mine into a slow, teasing smirk mid-kiss. Driven by a sudden surge of frustration, I bit down hard on his lower lip.

My heart swelled when she took her phone and read the message. "Dante," a high female voice purred beside me. Gianna Moretti stepped towards me, draped in diamonds and a strong, enticing perfume. A sharp contrast from Julianna's mild Jasmine, flowery scent. "Your father tells me you’ve missed the New York winter. I was hoping you could tell me all about how dry and boring Nevada was." I turned to her straightening when I saw Julianna exit the room. "Nevada was paradise compared to this room, Gianna," I drawled and her smile froze. "And frankly, I can't do this tonight. Maybe some other time? Excuse me." I said ignoring her shocked and sad pretty face.

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.

A text from my boyfriend appeared on the screen. 'We need to talk. I'm coming over.' I sighed. I really wasn't in the mood for this. But of course, he showed up anyway. I opened the door and found him leaning against his car, looking uncomfortable. "Isla... we need to talk." "Then talk," I said, crossing my arms. He rubbed the back of his neck. "I met someone. It just... happened." I stared at him. "So you cheated." Ryan ran a hand through his hair, already defensive. "Don't act like you're innocent. You've been ignoring me for days. You don't even care anymore."

Grace’s fingers opened in a violent shiver, the black fountain pen slipping from her hand and rolling across the smoked glass table with a hollow, echoing click. Her breath hitched as Elias leaned in even closer, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin just beneath her ear, his warm breath fanning across her neck and sending an intense wave of goosebumps rippling down her spine. "I don't need a legal clause to touch you, Juliet," Elias murmured against her skin, his deep voice vibrating directly into her pounding pulse point. "I own the walls you sleep inside. I own the legacy you spent your entire life protecting. And the moment your pen touches that signature line, I own every single

“Relax, Volkov. I’m not here to kill you. It’s Christmas.” “That’s not reassuring.” She stepped closer, lowering her voice. “Besides, if I wanted you dead, it wouldn’t be in front of your child.” Sebastian hated that a part of him believed her. “I booked this lodge for two weeks,” she continued. “Looks like we’ll be… neighbors.” “No.” “Oh yes.” Inside the lodge, Noelle pressed her face to the glass, watching them. She grinned. Her daddy had finally met someone interesting.