Older Romance Books Novels & Stories

“Because I do. Most of these modern book relationships don’t make sense. They wouldn’t work in real life. He’s toxic and she’s too naive, but hey, their s*x scenes are terrific and at this point, that’s all I’m here for.” I sighed deeply. What was with my mouth lately? I was no longer thinking before speaking. “So I’m guessing you prefer the older romance stories, like Jane Eyre whose man is double her age or Pride and Prejudice who had to marry for wealth or else she would be done for,” he said, looking at me with an amused expression. “Ok. Fair point,” I agreed with him. “But I never said I liked the older romance novels either. I’m an English major and I really believe some of these books

Audrey didn’t quite understand him, “what do you mean?” Nathan’s lips curved into a mocking smile as he sat up, “I was thinking there was a book for the likes of you but it seems you don’t have it” She heaved a sigh, he was Making mockery of her again. “I have Outlander by Diana Gabaldon, 1991. I also have Red, White & Royal Blue by Casey McQuiston, 2019,Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen, 1813. And Seven Days in June by Tia Williams which was written two years ago then I also have love hypothesis by Ali Hazelwood which was also written two years ago”

Chapter 13 It wasn’t forceful or demanding like when Nathan had kissed me. It was soft and gentle, his lips moving against mine with a tenderness that made me want to cry all over again. His hands were still cupping my face and his thumbs stroked my cheekbones as he deepened the kiss slowly. I was shocked at first, my eyes flying open even though his were closed. Kael was kissing me, actually kissing me on the mouth. After fourteen years of only knowing him as a presence in my mind, he was here in physical form and his lips were on mine.

Not just big and then empty. I dragged my shocked feet towards the rows of shelves. The first, the second, third and more. All in different categories and genres. True life histories about wolves in one, histories about mates and their bonds in another, history about were-wars in one, histories about the rulers, their accomplishments and their deaths in another. And it went on like that until I got to the last row that got me grinning like a child who was just given a candy. Romance. A huge, wide shelf of romance books, soft, dark, extra dark... I had no idea Alexander would have a collection like this, ever.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

Perhaps all his previous misfortunes were meant to bring the immense luck of him meeting Hannah. Hannah blinked slowly. Something in her mind cleared up. It seemed like she had been too constrained by the book. The book revolved around Misty and Cedric's love story, and the side characters were only there to serve them. However, the world was never as simple as it was depicted in the book. The characters that weren't mentioned in the book were real; the food was real, and the scent of the flowers was real as well. Darren, who was only briefly mentioned in the book, not only didn't pass away at a young age, but he became more successful than everyone else.

He is so cruel. If he had feelings for Lisa, he should not have tied her into this marriage. Love that lasted nearly ten years suddenly turned into resentment. She wondered when he returned late at night with a tired face, was he really busy working overtime, or was he busy cuddling with that person. The night became darker and darker, lightning streaked across the sky, bringing with it the sound of thunder. Emily was still sitting on the balcony, absent-mindedly watching the lights on the buildings gradually turn off.

The sight of it brought back a flood of memories, bittersweet and poignant. “You are a lover of dark romance?” I asked, narrowing my eyes in shock. The question hung in the air, almost surreal. Cole looked at me and then at the cover of the book. “Yes, I am. I’m actually a lover of dark romance and I really like this book. I have read it before, but then I just skim through some pages when I’m bored or better still when I want to reconnect back with the characters,” Cole said, his voice filled with a quiet passion. Gosh, he was using the exact words I would have used if I was the one asked the question.

Maybe because he was old and didn't have the chance to know the world while he was sick, the reading culture had changed? Well, Liam never saw a romance book like this 70 years ago. "Madam," Liam began to cuddle Harriet's body. His sparkling eyes stared at Harriet expectantly, like a little dog. "Mm-hm?" Harriet glanced at him, lowered her book for a moment and stroked his long hair. "Do you think I'm too obsolete because of my comments earlier?" he asked. “Does seeing me surprised by what you read make me look like an old man?”

I knew that one was far outside of my price range, but I flipped through the pages until I got to the more interesting bits. I didn't have all that much time, so I put the book back and found a box on the ground marked ‘Used Romance’. I kneeled beside it and dug through them until I found a couple I liked. They were all marked as ".50", so I could get four whole books to bring back with me. I was so overjoyed I nearly pranced on my way up to the cash register. The old man looked up from his book, and gave me a hard stare with his steely gray eyes as he wrote the titles in his ledger. "You're not from around here." He spoke with an accusation in his voice. "No, I'm not." I agreed. "Just visit