One-star Romance Novels & Stories

Nikolai Two Months Later That morning we wake up early. Autumn is in the air and it is still dark outside. Star stretches luxuriously. I pull back the sheets to look at her naked body. I’d punished myself for years but fate sent me Star. Made her so irresistible that it pulled me out of my self-imposed hell. In the gloom her pale skin glows. I reach out a hand and caress her smooth hip. She looks precious. Beyond anything I own or could want. I need her to know it. If I die tomorrow, I will only be at peace if she knows it.

What if you're broken-hearted? Would you do the thing that you haven't done in your whole life? Charmane Cordova. Unexpectedly meet, this most sought-after bachelor... Bradley Hernandez, A guy that she doesn't know yet, A guy that got her attention, and a guy she had spent her whole night with... And this will be their, JUST ONE NIGHT together. ___________ JUST ONE NIGHT (English Version) By: Mairisian ***** This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, some places and incidents are products of the author’s imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Everyone says love doesn't depend on gender until they actually see a man and a man in a romantic relationship or a woman and woman in a romantic relationship and you will start hearing lots of preaching and how it's not good bullshit. I will switch off my phone, and since Roman and I relationship is already out, I might as well enjoy it. It's not like there is anything I can do about it. Just as I was about to get out of Netgram, a comment popped up that caught my attention. “ Wait, wasn't Roman once married to that elite actress Celeste Morrow but they got divorced quite easily? I saw that, I think eight years ago.” Wait?! What's that supposed to mean? Roman was never married! I will not a

"One ticket for Accidental Romantics, please." He looked up and said “just one?” I looked at him with furrowed brows “yes, it's just me” He said “oh, no sorry i wasn’t trying to offend, just that its a romantic movie and well, your too pretty to be by yourself, your boyfriend couldn’t get off work to come with you?”

Even if she never loved me…at least I got to love her. Damien kept watching me. “You’re ignoring me. So you must feel amazing…or feel like shit.” “I’m not sure what I feel.” I set the glass on the table beside me. “It’s a strange feeling to look forward to your punishment…to be addicted to the pain.” “If your pain is Sofia Romano…there are worse kinds of pain.” “True.”

“Are you going to marry her?” The words came out smaller than I expected. Mick’s expression changed instantly. “No.” His answer came fast. Too fast. “No, Lina.” He gently lifted my face again so I would look at him. “I love you.” My breath stopped completely. The whole room suddenly felt warm. “You do?” I asked softly, almost scared to believe him.Mick smiled sadly. “Yeah.” His thumb brushed against my cheek slowly. “With all my heart.” My chest tightened painfully. “And I’m not letting anyone come between us.”

“Perhaps her depiction of the perfect romance will offer insight into figuring out who this person is.” Nikki grimaced when she heard the name Verna Ravenway. It was the name of a popular romance writer who had amassed a cult following online, but no one knew who she was. She sighed as she realized the two girls were probably not talking about her but about some ridiculous fantasy they had concocted due to the overconsumption of romance novels.

Her eyes met mine. “You can’t fix me.” “I’m not trying to fix you. I’m trying to hold you.” And I did. That night, I made love to her like I had nothing left but her. No house. No college. No name. Just her. We started slow. Me above her. Her body still trembling with the day’s shame. I kissed every inch of her skin, her forehead, her shoulders, her ribs, the scars she never showed, the skin behind her knees, the arches of her feet.

My hands moved, hectically covering my nudity and refusing to acknowledge that he had more than enough time to see every inch of me. His brows shot up and brightened his amused expression. "Are you married?" "No!" I burst out. "Boyfriend?" "We…" I cleared my throat. "We broke up." "Single." That wasn't a question, but I still nodded in answer. A mischievous grin spread across his face. I blinked and suddenly saw him hanging above me, supporting himself on slightly bent, muscular arms. "I'm single too, and you know what? I'm looking at a beautiful woman lying naked in my bed. I want her. I'm going to kiss her, and then I'm going to make her scream as she orgasms. A simple ‘no’ from her will m