Old Romance Novel Covers Novels & Stories

It's a novel, one that isn't part of her literature class and the title- 'One night with the playboy' "A night with the casa nova?! Seriously?" She jolted but quickly recovered and looked at me with a shy smile as she closed the novel, bookmarking it with her pen. God! Whatever that story is about clearly isn't age appropriate and what sort of story cover is that? Shouldn't stuff like that be censored? More importantly, how on earth did she get those sneaky little hands of hers on that? I did see a familiar signature on the left top side but where have I seen it before?... oh, now I remember, it's Lisa's.

I only used it in small areas or to briefly stay hidden in the shadows. As always, Aurora was asleep after a long soak and a bit of reading. I saw the book on her nightstand. The outside cover had a ridiculous title about being an in-depth study of the stars. But I knew her better than that. I’m sure somewhere there was about on that topic that she had lovingly read, but when I picked it up and looked inside to the page that was marked, I couldn’t hide my smile. She had hidden away another saucy romance. I read a little and longed to lean down and kiss my sleeping beauty as the hero in her book did. Reading on a few more lines, I really wanted to reenact what he did to his bride. My cock twi

She wondered what Lizzy meant and curiosity rose at its peak when she wanted to know why she thought this book may relieve her pain or help her decide. She crossed a thumb along the edges and slowly lifted off the cover with her index finger. She gasped when her eyes lay on the most beautiful thing ever. It was a picture of Ronan in his green and yellow tux with a flashing grin that revealed all his teeth, even the canines that had once cut her.

he wiggled his eyebrows at me comically and I laughed, nodding. He grabbed one of the boxes swiftly and handed it to me. It was the biggest one because my tiny hands were barely keeping it in place. He had a lazy, urging smile that I found sexy playing on his lips. I looked away from him and unknotted the ribbons. I pried the cover open and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as I retrieved the first book. "André!" I whisper-yelled, my voice laced with awe. Being a bibliophile had its perks because as I looked through the four books, with somewhat modern yet vintage covers in mature colours, alongside intricate golden threadings, I knew they were Fantasy books. Dark Romantasies.

I walked over and looked at the titles. My eyes went wide. "Alpha Dominic? What are these?" He opened his eyes and looked over. Instantly, he jumped off the chair and lunged forward, reaching for the books in an obvious attempt to hide them from me. But I was faster. I picked one up. It had a picture of a man and a woman hugging under the moon. My eyes widened as I realized what it was. "Is this a romance book?" I asked, unable to hide my surprise. I felt a giggle bubbling up in my throat. "The Alpha’s True Love?" I read out the title in amusement.

“You almost took me out there.” She blinked, then let out a faint breath, crouching as well to gather the rest. “Sorry. I didn’t see you.” “That much is obvious,” I said, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of my mouth. I picked up another book, my eyes catching on the pastel-colored cover. I turned it so I could read the title. “‘Kisses in the Rain,’” I read aloud, raising a brow. “So, you have a killer taste. Romcoms, huh?”

“I thought you knew.” His eyes softened. “Knew what?” “I was always yours.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he kissed me. Slow. Tender. Certain. And somewhere through the haze of happiness, I found myself thinking— Maybe honeymoon rules could start a little early. _____ Julia- My fingers dug into the invitation. The expensive cardstock crumpled beneath my grip. The elegant rose-gold lettering seemed to burn itself into my brain. YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED

He placed a finger on my nose as I laughed. “So what are we reading?” He asked. “It’s a book.” I said mischievously. “I can see that. What’s it about?” “It’s nothing important.” I said hurriedly. I wasn’t about to tell him I was reading an erotic novel. “Hmm. This cover seems interesting. I didn’t know you were into dark romance, darling.” I squealed as I shut the book. He chuckled, then brought me to his lap. “What do you say to us creating our own steamy scene right here?”

I would have never pictured Zion as a romance novel lover. "After his m...favorite person left without a word..." He hesitated. "He never opened it again. I guess it was a painful reminder." I was tempted to ask more about this favorite person, but stopped myself. I lowered my gaze to the faded cover, suddenly more eager to read it. It was a romance novel, with the cover featuring a young couple. "So it has just been lying in the library?" I asked. "No one has touched it since," he responded. "Why didn't you tell me when I picked it?" I demanded, the thought of the alpha king finding me with it without his permission making my hands sweat.

My pussy clenched at the thought and I bit my lip to keep from moaning out loud. We ended up in a huge library that looked so rich. Viktor poured two glasses of dark red wine and handed me one, his fingers brushing mine on purpose. “Ask your questions,” he said, leaning back against a massive desk, legs spread just enough that my eyes kept dropping to the thick outline pressing against his pants. Damn he looked huge. “But know that every answer has a price.” I took a long sip. “People say you don’t age. That you’ve been around longer than you should. How do you explain looking the same in photos from twenty years ago?”