Romans & histoires Novel Romantic List

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Three years of her life had just been bought off in less than thirty seconds, and her boyfriend hadn't even hesitated to abandon her for a piece of paper. "I told you he didn't deserve you," Roman murmured, his voice a low, dark purr against her neck. He didn't give her time to process the abandonment. The moment Liam left, the atmosphere in the sitting room turned completely steamy and heavy. Roman's hands instantly moved back up her thighs, tearing her underwear to the side with a fierce, impatient rip. He lifted her slightly, adjusting her placement on his lap, and guided his thick, rigid length straight into her slick warmth in one deep, sudden thrust.

He slowly led the way to the big couch, his eyes going from my boobs to the red g-string I had on. "I know you always get lost in those books of yours, don't think I haven't seen the kind of things you read.." he paused, my cheeks flushed as he made me sit on the couch. He got down on one knee in front of me, his hand still around my waist. "And I know your little head has cooked up fantasies.. fantasies of what you want to experience, of what what you want me to do to you." He paused and lowered his head to my drenched panties, taking a long, seductive whiff.

Damien stood in the doorway, his hands casually in his pockets, but the stillness in his frame was far from casual. Her fingers tightened around the papers. “What is this? Are you spying on me? Or do you keep detailed dossiers on every woman you decide to ‘save’?” He stepped forward slowly, deliberately, his eyes locked on hers. “Those aren’t files. They’re protection.” She laughed, sharp and bitter, waving the documents. “Protection? You call this protection? Stalking every corner of my past? Keeping photos of me I didn’t even know existed? What exactly are you protecting me from, Damien? Or is that another secret you’ll only share when it’s convenient?”

I needed to start planning for the future so I grab out my notebook from my bedside draw and scribble down a ‘to do’ list. 1. Find a house 2. Visit my parents 3. Plan a leaving party for Carrie 4. Contact my publisher to discuss official publishing dates. 5. Plan a visit to New York to visit Roman After writing his name down in my note book I decided to give Roman a call. I grabbed my phone, searched my contacts and plucked up the courage to press dial.

Letta said again, making Marco just look at her nonchalantly. "So what? Are you ashamed because I found out that you like romantic novels favored by teenagers?" Marco retorted, making Letta click her tongue in annoyance. What's wrong with romantic novels anyway? It's not just teenagers who read them, she also needed entertainment to calm her mind, and one of the ways was by reading such romantic novels. "What do I have to be ashamed of? I don't like you touching my things," Letta said, then she stored the book where she usually kept her book collection. They then stared at each other again.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

Feeling a bit tired from all the overthinking and hauling old books all morning. "I'm telling you, it will be Vivienne Skye Harper matched to Finn Yamada," Madi said, trying to cheer me up and patting my back, before standing up. "Come on, future Mrs Yamada, we have books to sell," she said, arms outstretched. I sighed loudly and let her pull me up.

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.

I closed my eyes, a blissful smile appearing on my face as his lips touched my skin. Suddenly, he held my face and passionately kissed me in front of Nora and James. As his lips met mine, I completely forgot about our surroundings. I felt an incredible sensation. He ignited a fire within me. I grabbed his hair and eagerly kissed him back. His hands explored my body, arousing me with each touch and kiss. I yearned to feel his lips all over my body. Every inch of me longed for his touch, and my soul yearned to merge with his forever.