Nora Roberts Romance Novels & Stories

Nora stood in the doorway wearing a silk robe, the color of champagne, her dark hair was neatly loose around her shoulders, she had no makeup, but she looked undeniably pretty tonight. “Who is there?” she asked but I didn't answer. Then she opened the door and saw me. "Richard." She called as she was left with shock seeing me in her apartment. “Wha… what are you doing here?” "We need to talk." I snapped. She stepped back and let me in. Her apartment smelled the same, bergamot and sandalwood maybe. The whole place was dim except for a lamp in the corner and the city glow pushing through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

She was fixing her makeup to make sure she looked good in Rodney's eyes. After all, Kathleen was three years younger than her. So, she knew well enough that Rodney actually preferred Kathleen more than her in terms of beauty. Who wouldn't like a younger woman anyway? Nora rose from the bed into a sitting position and sighed frustratedly. She put away her makeup and took her phone. She noticed that there was one unread text message from Rodney. [I'm here. I saw your car. The usual room?] [Yup. 501 as usual.] Within ten minutes, there was a knock on the door and Nora ran hastily to open it, feeling a bit excited inside.

She watched her inhale before going to step back. “Ok i’m ready.” Nora said, stepping back from him. He kissed her forehead waiting for her to step back into the car. She got back into the car and watched him walk around the front of it. She realized in that small moment that she needed him. The pull she had to him was something more than lust or like or even love. She didn't understand it. Maybe it was another hunter thing, that they loved like wolves. “I’m sorry about earlier. I had no right to get angry with you and push you to tell me about your past.” Nora said softly as Jace got back in the car, closing the door.

Just two girl friends who hadn’t seen each other in a long time, I said. As soon as I got Nora in another room, I pressed the question. “Who is that? And you are not with Peter anymore? You guys have been together for almost a decade! How come I don’t know about this” Nora rolled her eyes and grinned. With a sense of mischief, she replied. “A long-term romantic relationship is hardly romantic, my dear. I thought it would be like one of those fairytales filled with love where we are happy forever after, too. But that is hardly the case.”

The glass walls were now covered in heavy blinds, the once minimal decor replaced with a plush leather recliner, a small side table with an assortment of oils and towels, and a discreet fridge in the corner, stocked not with water bottles, but with labeled glass jars awaiting their fill. Nora stood in the center of the room, heart pounding, wearing nothing but a silk robe that Roman had left folded on her desk that morning. The fabric kissed her skin as if it were complicit in what was about to happen. Her breasts, full again, throbbed with anticipation. She had only just arrived that morning, but already the ache had returned. It was as if her body had learned to respond to their presence,

They exchanged words of endearment, their conversation filled with laughter, reminiscence, and dreams for the future. Course after course, they savored the delectable flavors that graced their palates, their connection growing stronger with every shared bite. The evening unfolded like a symphony of love, each moment orchestrated with care and tenderness. Nora who already had a sense of what her husband's wanted, intends to step out since she wasn't in the mood. She hopes to see him asleep by the time she returns into the room. As Nora stepped outside into the cool night air, she couldn't shake the conflicting emotions swirling within her. The romantic atmosphere that Desmond had painstakingl

He never gave her money to glam up, but he wanted her to glam up. When I got to the bus stop, I brought out my phone to order for a uber. I always sat at the bus stop to order a ride. While I wait for my ride, I enjoyed the beautiful busy view of my small town. Greentown was name after the beautiful gardens that was almost everywhere in the town.

COLLEGE ROMANCE Written by:Authoress Ricky 🦋 Chapter Thirty- two🦋 Final💕💕💕 It been over a month now and things went back to normal. Mom spent time with us and guess what am going on a real date with Jeremy and I can't wait. Mark and Nobody I guess but he had been trying to get connected to julliard the new school nerd that doesn't even give him an attention. Jessica finally settled with Bred. Wondering who is Bred?

"This is entirely for your benefit. Love is basically nourishment for the soul. You can survive without a marriage, sure, but not without romance. You don't need a husband. You do need a man." "Wow," Nora said flatly. "Groundbreaking." Bea looped an arm through hers, pouting theatrically. "Would your best friend really steer you wrong? Come on, tell me has anyone tonight made your pulse do anything interesting?" Nora shook her head without hesitation. "Only the ugly, deformed ones." Bea muttered under her breath, scanning the room. "That can't be right. None of tonight's lineup is remotely ugly. Look at that one on the right gorgeous, genuinely stunning wait, I don't actually recognize him.

I looked at Robert briefly as he nodded with a smile on his soft features. "I cannot push you aside, honey. My love for you can never be altered by anyone or any situation. You will not lose me, Ellie. You are my baby, my only baby." She wiped my tears away with a smile and blinked back tears of her own. "All I wanted was to feel loved too, just like you," she whispered, flashing a shaky smile at Robert. "And I love you, Nora," Robert chimed, making her giggle amidst tears. She indeed loved him, and he made her happy. I shouldn't have been so hasty to judge them after all; like Nicholas said previously, they were adults.