Online Romance Stories Novels & Stories

I wanted to heal their old wounds. That night, the hunger inside us came back with a fierce power. They did not even wait to go up to the bedroom. They took my body right there in the big, dark living room on the velvet couch. This time, the lovemaking was much slower and filled with deep emotion. They held me tightly, kissing me like I was the most precious, fragile thing in the entire world. I came many times into the quiet night, whispering Alexander and Damien’s names over and over again into the darkness.

In all honesty, Rhianne has zero knowledge when it comes to dating and romance. All the things she knows in this field all came from the romance books and stories online she read before. All those books gave her a small idea about the concept as well as the process of dating between two people. Still, it is not enough for her to truly understand it emotionally.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

, " big fat ass” “We need to talk about what you submitted". Tilting his head to face me directly, " Oh, was it not satisfactory?” He asked, feigning innocence. The way he dragged the word made my pussy throb. “It was inappropriate" I kept my tone calm and professional. “This was supposed to be a romance assignment, not a pornography”. His lips curved into a slow grin. “It’s not pornography if it’s a love story, is it? Maybe just a… dirtier kind of love.”

“He’s doing well in London. He thinks I’m traveling the world with a man I love.” Julian’s eyes darkened. He traced the line of my jaw with his thumb, his touch firm. “And are you?” “I’m traveling the world,” I whispered. “That wasn’t the question.” He gripped the back of my neck, forcing me to look at him. He didn’t want my gratitude. He wanted the truth. He wanted the soul he had bought. I leaned in, my lips brushing against his. “I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, Julian. I’m the girl who stole from the devil and realized she liked the fire.”

"My name is Lily. I was born in a small pack in the eastern mountains. We were poor. Happy. Nothing special." Vance shifted. Impatient. But I kept going. "Five years ago, Alpha Caden came to our lands. He was kind. Charming. I was young and stupid and fell for it." Caden flinched. Small. Almost nothing. "We were mates. Fated. He told me he'd never felt anything like it. I believed him." Serena's smile faded. "Three days later, he rejected me. Stood in front of everyone and said I wasn't good enough. Wasn't pretty enough. Wasn't worthy."

I said softly, “how you can write multiple romances based on a single topic.” “Hm,” Rome murmured. “For example,” I continued, my thoughts flowing more freely now, “two people might meet at the same place. A cafe. A workplace. A school. But the way they fall in love will never be identical.” Rome leaned slightly closer to the railing beside me. “Why is that?” he asked. “Because people are different,” I said. “Their wounds are different. Their fears are different. Their hopes are different.” He nodded slowly.

“If I kiss you, are you still going to write the story?” My heart slammed. “I don’t know.” She kissed me anyway. It started slow, then deepened when I made a small broken sound against her mouth. Her hands settled on my waist, firm, pulling me closer. I gripped the front of her top, still slightly damp from the gym. When her tongue slid against mine, months of forced professional distance cracked wide open. Anna walked me backward until my back hit the wall. She kissed down my neck, then spoke against my skin with a low and rough voice.

"I think your stories are great, Zam. The world needs to read it." Zamantha frowned and stopped typing her thesis on the laptop. "I just can't get past the romance plot of my stories. I don't know how to freaking write it. I don't know the feeling of being in love." Zamantha grinned devilishly. "Perhaps, you can enlighten me? You know, you're mending a broken heart again."