One-way Romance Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.” I blinked several times. One part of me was happy that I would get to do the things I've always dreamt to do with him but the other part was skeptical about the result. I would just feel like his one-night stands; we do the deed and that's all. “I think these rules will do for now. I need to go to bed and think over this,” I said, feeling tired all of a sudden. I opened the door and was about to leave when he got out of the car before me

“You think I’m letting you forget me?” He tilted my chin up. “You’re in chapter one now.” “Of what?” “My next book.” He kissed me hard. Just once. Then turned and walked away.

Just a single white envelope lying on the black marble floor. Damien crossed the distance in two strides, tearing it open. Inside was a single sheet of paper, bold block letters scrawled across it: “ONE VALE ALREADY PAID. SHE’S NEXT.” Beneath it, a grainy photo: Serena, walking alone earlier that day, before Damien had found her. Her blood turned to ice. Damien’s expression didn’t change, but his grip on the paper tightened until the edge crumpled. When he looked at her, his eyes were colder than she’d ever seen.

“Treason, Nana. Treason." “It does not matter. We need to find where I belong or what I am.” She goes on again, rambling. I wish I could exchange her for a more understanding wolf. Pushing my hair to the back of my ear, I flip the page of the new book and read through each line. I roll my eyes and scoff. Romance. How can a character’s first interest be about a man? Doesn’t she love coins? Food? Fashion, or even education? Why must it be a man?

I don’t need time, I need his mouth and I need the answer to the question that’s been scraping at my bones since the first time he looked at me like I wasn’t a child. He leans in and my lashes lower instantly with the world narrowing to breath and heat and the inch between us that’s about to disappear. “Girls who play with fire,” he murmurs, his lips a breath from mine, “don’t get to cry about the burn.” “I won’t cry,” I whisper. “I’ll beg.” Something flashes in his eyes. And then his mouth catches mine. End of Chapter 1

~Ioana~ [⚠️ This chapter contains romantic tension and mild innuendo. Read at risk] I was back at the place I recognised. I knew that immediately I saw the familiar ceiling above. The moment I opened my eyes, light immediately flooded in. For a moment everything was calm. I didn't think. Just me and the ceiling. Light streamed in from the curtain, tranquility set in. It was as if I hadn't woken up yet. I lay on my bed.

These scenes have haunted me for a long time, I contemplate whether to put them or not, but I'm happy for letting it off my mind. I hope you enjoy it. This is my first MM romance, and as you can see I'm not really perfect, but I'm queer and a writer whos letting his imaginations fly, so forgive me for one or two inconsistencies. I love my supporters, readers, everyone who's a part of this book one way or another. And pls, don't forget to vote for this book it goes a long way. We're back to the present line and the plot is almost finally coming to an end. Happy Reading!!!

“I have a few chapters of my own I’d like to dictate.” James laughed, and rolled me beneath him again. His cock, still half-hard, slick with us, nudged at my entrance. “Tell me the title,” he murmured, sliding back inside my swollen pussy with one slow thrust that made us both groan. I arched, nails scoring his back, voice wrecked but steady. “‘The Editor’s Turn.’” He thrust deeper and harder smiling against my throat. “Chapter one,” he growled. “Dictate.” I did.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Dear Readers, Welcome to My Sex Scandal: Once a Virgin, Now a Slut. Thank you for giving this story a chance. I can assure you that you're about to begin a journey filled with love, heartbreak, betrayal, shocking twists, laughter, and unforgettable moments. CHAPTER ONE EVE'S POV The golden fingers of morning light slipped through the slats of the window blinds, brushing softly against my bare skin. I stirred, tangled in warm sheets, my limbs heavy from sleep… and something else.

even though this conversation was serious and not romantic I still blushed, I looked down at the ground but Damon lifted my chin, he gave me his signature smirk, and kissed me, my eyes closed, but suddenly it stopped, I opened my eyes to see he was no longer there, he had sped away mid kiss, that was annoying. New chapter up, enjoy