Old Romance Novel Covers Novels & Stories

He retrieved the novel and red the title out loud. “Forcefully Wedded, ruthlessly loved by the Billionaire Mafia.” “What type of book is this, is it about naked people?” He teased, he was referring to the barely dressed couples on the cover page who looked like they were actually having sex. “It’s a dark romance.” I said shyly. “How dark is it?” He asked. “Oh! The Male lead is unhinged and a total red flag. He reminds me of you.” “So I am unhinged and a total red flag?” He asked, leaning towards me.

"All of them?" "Yes." I carefully unwrapped each box to find hardbound books in them. I laughed out loud, reading the titles. I picked the first one, looking at the erotic cover page where a girl is sitting in a man's lap. He is wearing nothing. "Married to my boss," I read the title. The second one has the hands of a girl, cuffed to the bed, "The Mafia Don's Pet." The other one has a guy with a pack, a body I am so familiar with and the photo I have taken while he was in the gym. "Did you really put this on a book cover?"

Tss… I was searching for a book when I saw some romance novel. I reached for it and stared at the book’s cover. It has a steamy and sexy cover. It’s interesting. I nodded to myself. I flipped the first page and tried to read it. And luckily it has an interesting plot, though it’s not suitable for young readers. I was having a fun read when someone cleared his throat behind me. I turn around and my eyes widened when I saw Ronald! I quickly hide the book behind me as soon as I saw him, but his eyes flew to my arms which now hiding behind me.

"Mmm ... Maybe yes," "Ish ... wearing an unbreakable answer again, the basis of the man, a million-law's girlfriend!" "What!? Hall-a-Mr. Sale!" "Right?" "It's up to you, Dew, women are always right." "Hahahaha!" Finally exploding the tail of Rene and Alman almost simultaneously, the hubbies of each other among them now began to be exhausted properly. "Now answer my question, have you ever loved me?" "If you love to feel less right, but when you love, I really like you."

I was only eight at the time and I don't really remember. Aiden finds me in my small library reading a romance book of course. Things that are more embarrassing than having a crush find me sitting in my grandpa's large chair reading a romance novel. He looks at the cover and sees a chiseled bare chest of some man whose name I don't know. Probably a model for some sports magazine. On the cover, he's caressing a lady whose back is turned towards him and her chest is bare and open and exposed. Everything about it is graphic, the way all romance novels are these days. The title is something awful as well something like My Brother's Sexy Best Friend by Jane Doe. I'm not sure who Jane Doe is but s

The limited edition first print novel caught her eye. "These novels?" "Yes, I bought them especially for you. I hope you like them-" "How did you know that I like reading romance novels?" Xevia was stunned looking at the handsome face that was only illuminated by the moonlight. "Literally all woman does like romance novels?" Alarick stammered. "Ahhh... you're right. Anyway thanks, Alarick. I really like these surprises." Xevia planted a warm kiss on Alarick's cheek and lips. The man looked back at her warmly, and then kissed her lips.

"I've read that book. It's so good. You should totally check it out." I glanced at the cover, and mentally rolled my eyes. Of course I would grab some pirate romance novel. "Yeah, thanks," I said. She pushed her glasses up her nose, and scooted in beside me. "If you like that one, you'll love this one," she said, while I watched Ansley through the glass talking to Professor Heckles. She shoved some book in my face with a half-naked guy on the cover. "Yeah, I'll check this one out, too," I said, placing it under my arm.

I got up from the bed and walked around the room, still no pain, how weird. I noticed the bookshelf and decided to take a look. There were so many books, some with older worn covers and others a bit more newer looking. I picked up a small red book and read the cover ‘A Lycanthropy Reader; WEREWOLVES IN WESTERN CULTURE’. I flicked through the pages and put it back on the shelf, a little too intense for some early morning reading. I picked up another one and read the cover, ‘The Garden of Eden’ by Ernest Hemingway. Not what I expected from a teenage werewolf soon-to-be-Alpha. I put it back and my eyes fell on a really older looking book. I pulled it out and it was big and very heavy. It looked

I remembered the way my body had sung under his hands, betraying every bit of my pride. I put the dress on. It clung to my curves like a second skin; the hem hitting mid-thigh; the neckline plunging low enough to show the faint red marks he’d left on my collarbone. I didn’t put on any underwear. Julian didn’t like barriers. The click of the electronic lock sounded, and Julian walked in, his black blazer over his arm, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar. He looked tired, lethal, and devastatingly handsome.

"What are you reading? Must be captivating. You didn't even notice when I walked in." I glanced down at the book in my hands, suddenly aware of the steamy cover I'd been trying to hide all evening. "Oh, this? Just something Emilia recommended." I attempted to casually close the book, but Alexander was too quick. He plucked it from my hands, examining the cover with a raised eyebrow. A shirtless man with impossibly defined abs embraced a woman in a flowing dress, their faces mere inches apart in what was clearly a moment of passion. "'Bound by Contract'?" Alexander read aloud, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Doesn't exactly look like your usual reading material."