Novel & Cerita Opposites Attract Romance Books

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

he ordered softly. Her lashes fluttered, and when her eyes met his, she fell into the storm of his gaze. It wasn’t just color. It was movement, like a tide pulling her under. He pressed his mouth to hers, finally, and the world split open. It wasn’t a soft kiss. It was hot, deep, consuming. His tongue claimed her mouth like he had every right to. She moaned against him, her hands sliding up to his chest without thinking. The fabric of his suit felt alive, warming under her touch.

Inside, the air was thick with the scent of expensive bourbon, expensive cigars, and the cheap, thrilling musk of a woman who wasn't my wife. Beatrice, my wife's younger sister, stood by the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, her fingers tracing the spines of leather-bound classics. She was wearing a dress that was a direct insult to Bianca-shorter, tighter, and cut so low it was practically an invitation for a lawsuit. She knew exactly what she was doing. She'd been doing it for years.

We kissed once, twice, lingering each time, tasting something new and fragile between us. When we finally broke apart, we stayed close, foreheads almost touching, both of us breathing a little faster. And that was when it hit me. The strange warmth I had been feeling all day. The way my heart had raced when she hugged me at the palace. The way coming home to find her here had settled something deep in my chest instead of alarming me. The way this quiet, ordinary moment felt more intimate than every secret night we had shared. I was attracted to her. Completely. One hundred percent.

🍑The Suite Next Door 🍑 The honeymoon suite next door was supposed to be for the bride and groom. Instead, it was where the best man and maid of honor were about to destroy each other. I pressed my back against the wall of the luxurious hotel suite, my maid of honor dress already hiked up around my waist, my lace panties shoved to the side as Jax, the best man, dropped to his knees and buried his face between my thighs. “Oh my god, Jax…” I moaned, my fingers tangling in his messy dark hair as his hot tongue dragged up my soaked pussy.

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

, I mouthed, and he looked at me, tilting his head to the side a little and I knew he was waiting for my response to his previous question “Damon and just happened to fall in love, like any other normal couples do”, I lied through my teeth, and he rose an eyebrow at me “You know, I always thought you would marry someone with the same interest and passions as you, like an author or a librarian since you love reading, literature had always been your favorite” “I guess opposites attract” “I guess”, his eyes never left mine. “So are you in love with him?” “Of course I am”, I laughed nervously. “Why would I be?”

But Arabella’s heart had already begun beating far too quickly. A breeze moved softly through the marketplace between them. Neither spoke for several moments. Then Edwin finally gestured toward the bookstore. “Do you enjoy reading?” “Yes.” “What sort of books?” Arabella hesitated. “Poetry mostly.” One dark brow lifted slightly. “Romantic poetry?” Her cheeks warmed instantly. “Sometimes.” Edwin looked dangerously amused again. “You continue to surprise me, Lady Arabella.” “And you continue mocking me.” “Only because you blush so beautifully.” The words escaped him so naturally that both of them froze afterward.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.