Proper Romance Novels & Stories

“Fine. Say I agree to this ridiculous charade. It’s temporary. We make that clear.” A faint smile tugged at his mouth. “Define temporary.” “Until the press loses interest.” “That could be months.” “Then months.” His gaze lingered on her like he was memorizing the fire in her eyes. “Very well. Temporary.” She exhaled, just a little. “And rules.” “Rules?” “Yes.” She stepped closer, jabbing a finger at his chest. “Rule one: no actual romance. This is optics, not reality.” His mouth curved into something dangerously close to amusement. “You think I’d have to remind myself not to kiss you?”

They were a league of their own and intimidated everyone, including Darren. “Oh please! In her dreams!” Sophia snorted. “I couldn't even get them to look at me and I'm the hottest girl in Silverstone.” “Listen Roch,” Darren called my attention once again. “If you can get anyone to date you. I mean even the ugliest wolf in Silverstone to look at you after this viral video, then I'll confess. Who knows, I might even consider letting you have a taste of me like you've always wanted.” I didn’t respond. I didn’t scream. I didn’t cry. I just stared at him.

Trembling, she placed her small hands flat on his massive, scarred shoulders, feeling the thick cords of muscle bunch beneath her palms. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips gently against his. The kiss was soft, hesitant, and sweet, but Dominic remained perfectly still, refusing to take over the movement. He let out a low, warning rumble in his chest, demanding more. Taking the silent cue, Rosalie shifted her weight slightly. Following an instinct she didn't even know she possessed, she slowly began to move her hips in a gentle, rolling motion against his lap. Dominic’s breath hitched sharply, his jaw locking as his hands gripped her waist so tightly her knuckles turned white.

I say firmly. “Not sweet love. If you are looking for a romantic person with green flags, you are in the wrong place and waiting for something that will not fill you. Our romance is dark, that one that has a lot of red flags and we want more. We like the possessive, the firmly delivered.

Candice looked up and smiled as she felt his big, hard cock ram back into her depths and her own ass rise off the bed to meet it. It was fucking at its best; two lovers in the most intimate of circumstances, fully engaged with heart, mind, soul, and flesh, all synchronized to bring their act into perfect harmony together. With the inevitable peak and orgasms, the two lay together and knew that their lives were now healed and changed. It was nearly 10:00 o'clock when they sat down to their re-heated dinner.

In the hush of the night, they found solace in the shared silence, a language of their own that spoke volumes of unspoken emotions. As they gazed at the stars above, a sense of peace settled over them, a knowing that their meeting was not just a chance encounter but a destined connection that would shape their lives in ways they had never imagined. In the quiet of the night, surrounded by the whispers of the wind and the rustle of leaves, Axel and Hazel embraced the promise of a slow burn romance that was waiting to blossom in the quiet spaces between their hearts.

"Why, what happened?" "Well, we've been flirting for months and just made the relationship official, but it just doesn't settle well with me, though I do love him, a lot, and I'm sure he loves me as well, but the thing is, we hardly have time for each other, either one of us is too busy for the other, it's always work, work, work, we've never gone on a proper date before, we don't even do what couples do, everything is just seriousness and work" Laura complained bitterly, " And you want to know the most crazy fact of this, it's that we've never had sex before, it's either a call comes in, when we're about to do the deed," Laura added, it really hurts her.

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

Damon says, looking deeply into my eyes, “But on a deeper level, I love knowing I’m inside of her. Not to fuck her, just because I belong in there. It’s about possession.” “Of course it is,” Aiden murmurs with an amused chuckle, “I’m not judging. I think it’s… romantic. I wouldn’t have expected it from you.” “That’s me, Mr Romance,” Damon responds with a smirk, his hands touching my ass possessively. Aiden lifts a hand to caress my arm, so I lean closer to him and purse my lips until Aiden gets the hint and he leans closer to kiss me. “You’re so cute,” he says against my lips, “So damn cute.”