One-star Romance Novels & Stories

“God, I hope this is only today.” “Why?” she asked. “Because I don’t want everyone in the world to know when I kiss you.” He said, “I don’t think I want to share that much of ourselves.” “And you think that they will know?” She laughed. “Gregor, they will think you’re crazy if you say it. I mean, seriously think about it. WE are the ones created from star dust. The ones to seed a planet from another, and it took thousands of years for that to happen. Every time we kiss, the sky lights up with a show delivered by the heavens itself. The fact it is also my birthday is just another random fact to throw in there. It is a truly crazy story, and no one would believe you if you said it.”

[The host must select a target and complete one hundred of the target's demands, until the target is willing to marry the host. [Upon completion, the system will grant the host one wish.] I didn't even have to think. "Cure my mother." [Wish locked. Please select a target.] My phone lit up. I scrolled through my contacts and stopped on Ethan. The Harts had money, resources, connections. He was the obvious choice. [Target locked.] That night I went to his apartment, knelt on the floor, and begged. "Ethan, I'll do anything. Just marry me."

Just the calm of a man who had calculated everything three steps ahead. He finally turned to me. That gaze—dark, deep, and a little sly—made me bite my lower lip without realizing. “If I weren’t Reagan Russo…” he murmured, leaning his head back against the seat. “...and if you weren’t Tara Moguel, always Tiara’s backup… this story would’ve been a cheap romance classic on TV.” I scoffed. “Thanks for the reminder.” He laughed. Not loud. But deep and... damn it, tempting. “You’re welcome.”

Kaden almost rolled his eyes as he touched his earring lightly. He raised her eyes and looked innocently at Adele before he shrugged, "Ms. Gibson, you have a point. But the issue is, Darren loves his wife too … What you label as love is merely a one-sided affair." Adele's face turned pale instantly. Tears almost fell from her eyes. "No, that can't be! How could a hero like Darren love a woman like her?" She might not even be a wealthy woman! "What does that woman even have?"

His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.

Jasmine said sniffling while smiling. “Then as your hands are bond together, so your lives and spirits are now joined in an union of love and trust. Above you are the stars and below you is the earth. Like the stars you love should be a constant source of light, and like the earth, a firm foundation from which to grow, you are now bound to one another as long as your love shall last. You may now kiss one another.”

Hope. I have been with Tony for a couple of days now avoiding sex by saying I am on period as always Tony understands, I sometimes wonder how lucky I was to get Tony he's kind and patient. " here is your Dinner baby " aww thank you baby " I say as I take the plate of ramen I am starving " as much as I love having you around ,aren't you missing School?" He asks me " I am but I was worried about you..." I know but I am fine okay my brother will take care of whoever it is that set me up but we can't have you missing school " he walks closer to me kissing me.

- Taming Faye ( English & Taglish version) - Starved Passion ( English & Taglish version) - Her First Mistake - Sweet Bastard - Fire& Gasoline: When Spanks Flies Faster Than Sparks - Indebted To The Billionaire Alpha - Mated To The Kinky and Dominating Alpha I hope you read and enjoy. Thank you💜💜

"What us? There hasn't been an 'us' for going on three years now. There was me, the ornament at dinners and parties, someone to come home to, but that's about it. I was just a minor supporting character in the movie of your life. Intimacy died between us years ago, Beverly, and I don't see a resurgence in our future. Before you say it, yes, we were intimate on rare occasions, but stop to think, how many times did I initiate it in the last two years? I'll give you a hint, never. I felt like I was just a human dildo, there to give you release when you needed it. There was no foreplay to speak of before, and no snuggling after. As soon as you got off, you were ready to roll over and go to sleep

As the first light of dawn crept through the window, Penelope opened her eyes and found herself nestled in the warm embrace of her mate, Liam. She reached out to touch his face, tracing the contours of his jawline with her fingers. He stirred and opened his eyes, smiling at her with a look of pure love and adoration.