Older Woman Younger Man Romance Novels & Stories

When I finally came to my senses, I realized that I was in an unfamiliar room. It looked like a run-down inn. Just then, a man in a pair of gold-rimmed glasses slowly walked over toward me with a contract in his hand. I looked up at him and asked, "Who are you?" The man grinned and started laughing. He laughed in an almost cynical manner. "Oh Jess, I'm Lukas, remember? I'm your fiancé. We're about to get married!"

I thought he just said it for the old guy. “I love you too.” I say looking into his eyes. Jace kisses me passionately and I lose myself in the kiss. This is the first time we have ever said I love you in a romantic way and I don’t think anything would have made it more perfect. He makes me so happy. “Uhh hmm.” The elderly man clears his throat, and we break apart. I feel my face heating, I’m glad it’s dark enough that you can’t see my face very well. “This is your stop love birds.”

the old man frowned but he was definitely not angry. "There is nothing bad in sharing your romance experience with this nubile" she replied smiling broadly. "And you reap the fruits of your labor. I became a master at your service" the old man bowed slightly. Grace found them funny but she could not laugh. She didn't know whether to leave or stay with them but right now, she was stuck on the spot.

It was a picture of he and Rose on a rollercoaster ride. "That's my girlfriend." The old man only smiled, focusing on the small coffee maker on the coffee table. It looked like it was to add to the aesthetics. "We're going to eat married." Daniel ave a smile. I'll be proposing to her this evening. I just can't wait." You could tell the excitement and giddy feeling he was exuding. The old man gave a grin getting his gums and teeth which most had fallen out. "She's really beautiful." The old man finally said something.

I chirped, grinning at the sight of his forced grin and my delighted face next to it. Roman glanced at the screen and then back at me, his expression unchanging. “Cute,” he said flatly. “Okay, okay, let’s get serious,” I said, laughing as I adjusted the angle and took a few more selfies of us together. “Abigail, look at this young couple,” an old man said, his voice tinged with nostalgia. “Reminds me of us in our prime.” The woman beside him, sprightly despite her years, gave us a bright smile.

I got to one of the local villages and walk into their eatery, I was so tired and exhausted after being on the bus for so long, I took a seat and ordered for food and drink, I was waiting for my order to arrive while I was relaxing, and then on the small TV hanging on the wall, The news came on, it was a picture of Shitali and the subheading was that she is wanted by the police and whoever that can find her would be rewarded with ten thousand dollars, I know my older man is behind that. Tears brim my eyes knowing he's fighting for granny and I, gosh! I miss him so much, I can't wait for all of this to be over so I can go back to him and tell him how much I love and miss him, I don't care but

The old man's eyes, red-rimmed from unshed tears, met hers. "May I?" Gina asked softly, nodding toward the photograph. The elderly gentleman's gaze hesitated, then released, allowing Gina to gently take the photo from his hand. As she gazed at the faded image, a story unfolded before her eyes: a loving couple, smiling, surrounded by laughter and joy. Tears welled up in Gina's eyes, mirroring the old man's. "Who is she?" Gina whispered, her voice barely audible. The old man's voice cracked, "My wife... my Linda. We were married 57 years... She passed away a few minutes ago."

“I was just telling my husband that seeing you both reminded us of our younger days.” “Oh really?” Blake grinned.“We look good together, right?” The old woman chuckled. “You certainly do.” The old man adjusted his glasses before asking, “Are you both married?” “No,” we answered at the same time. I immediately held Blake’s arm. “This is Blake. My best friend.” “Oh…”The old woman smiled knowingly. “I see. Sorry for disturbing you.” “You two enjoy your evening.” They waved before continuing on their way, holding each other’s hands as they walked slowly down the street.

A loud voice from the sitting room drew our attention, and we turned to see an elderly guy who looked quite similar to Stark come in. His aura screamed authority and power. His gaze briefly focused on me before going to Lorena, who jumped up from her chair and walked up to him. He grinned and placed his arms around her, then kissed her. They looked gorgeous together, completely in love even in their elderly age. This is how I would have liked things to be between me and my future hubby. A marriage full of love and affection. She drew her mate towards me, and I rose from my seat, disappointed that I had abandoned my dinner.

Aaron boops the little girl's nose, the girl giggling adorably. "Stop! Don't tell them that!" "But it's not good to not tell them too, you know." He says to the old woman. As night came by, the old lovebirds gather at the terrace of the palace again. The moon was full and round. Their fascination with a distant reflecting rock in the space hasn't died even after 33 years. "Ah..." she sighs. "I want to live like I was 23 again..." Says the old woman. "Me too. I want to relive my life with you, Ravine. I want to get old with you all over again." The old man says.