Regency Era Romance Novels Novels & Stories

I look away. He sighs and pulls out a little paperback from his jacket pocket. It looks familiar. Of course it's mine. A romance regency novel that is supposed to be in my room, what's he doing with it? " How did you have that?" I ask him. He smirks at me and looks down at the front cover. " 15 nights in the Duke's bed." He read out the title of the book. " I never peg you for an erotic romance kind of girl." He says. I roll my eyes. Yeah, how's he supposed to know that when we've only been really close just one night. And we didn't have a conversation, we had sex.

Maybe we’re only ever meant to wear the dress and walk down the aisle with ghosts. But I said nothing. Not yet. I wasn't ready to fight Emory. Not while her madness was peaking. I had to play along. Just until I figured out what the hell to do. “Come on,” she said, straightening up with a wicked smile. “Let’s go pick out our wedding dresses.” * * * * * * * * * * The boutique was in the heart of the estate. Of course it was. Imported silks. Italian lace. Velvet-lined walls and mirrors that reflected more than your image, they reflected your truth. And mine was ugly.

I don't want to accept that I would love to pull her into my embrace, stare at her in a soft way and eventually kiss. My dirty mind is going too far, I need to stop. “Just email, pray and go to bed. I have a list of things to do.” I raised my eyes to look at her. She's beautiful. I whispered to myself. Thumping her legs on the floor, she turned around to go. I drew in a quick breath, sitting back to open my system. Tonight, the name of the Alpha king's lost heiress stolen from birth about two decades ago and list of potential young women who could be the Alpha princess would be forwarded to my mail to run some security checks.

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams 5)Mary Redferne PS this book is set up in the 1960s Mary Redferne I was in the car, tapping my foot restlessly as the driver drove inside the gates of a mansion of the guy I was about to marry in a few months. Yeah I know, crazy! I never thought that I’d settle for an arrange marriage

Her fake smile was so evident, she couldn't pretend to be okay, but over the months she had improved. 'Dad certainly won't know any peace with his new wife.' "Ana, how are preparing for your exams?" I asked Ana with my brows furrowed, ready to eat her up is she dared to say she hasn't read it a thing. Ana focused more on the web looking for new means to make money. I've often told her to concentrate on her studies first a die in the internet after she graduates. "I've read all my books, bug I'm still going to reverse." She said giving me a sternly look.

But he could get her safely settled and make sure the town remained secure. Still, his confrontation with Regina on the stairs taunted him. And the fire with which she’d argued with him in her bedroom, soon to be their bedroom, tempted him to enjoy everything she might have to offer. Which made it imperative to lay out some ground rules with his bride-to-be, so they both knew what to expect from this situation and each other. Following June’s directions, he found Regina in the back garden among his mother’s irises, which were in full, royal purple bloom in the spring sunshine.

"She looked amazing tonight." Damon's jaw tightened. "Shut up." "That dress. Her hair. The way she walked in like she owned the place." Ryker leaned closer. "Not the scared girl you married. A goddess." "I said…." "And part of you wants her back," Ryker whispered teasingly. "You made a huge mistake." Damon grabbed him. "One more word….." "But you can't have her," Ryker said, still smiling. "You’re stuck with your perfect heiress now." Aria didn’t respond.

“I haven’t even met him.” “Exactly!” she shouted. “That’s worse! Falling for someone you’ve never seen is peak disaster energy.” “I’m not falling for anyone.” “Good.” She pointed at me again. “Because emotional damage is expensive. And I know you. You fall for men with mystery, danger, and cheekbones sharp enough to stab you.” “I do not!” “You SO do.” Mira narrowed her eyes. “And this man sounds like he invented cheekbones.” I let out a breath and slung my bag over my shoulder. “I’ll be okay. I promise.”

Victoria's framing of Heather had unraveled a series of other incidents, including the revelation that it was her idea to sell Heather to Colbin. In a fit of rage, Claude sent Victoria to Colbin instead, saying, "Since you think being with Alpha Colbin is such a good idea, you should marry him instead." Within six months, Victoria was driven mad by that old pervert. As for Raymond, word had it that his legs were broken by wolves who came to collect a debt. Once he lost his ability to work, Linda revealed her true nature. Together with Jax, she kicked Raymond out, leaving him homeless.

Anthony called out to me and I turned around. “Yes?” I answered. “Please come back with a positive response. I need to save my family's bloodline.” I said nothing and left the office. Once I shut the door, I placed my hand on my thumping chest and closed my eyes. Π•Π As soon as I got home, I dumped my bag and went straight to the living room where Regina was watching TV. She turned her head to look at me as I sat beside her. “How was work?” “Started work as a single woman and it seems as if I'll be ending it as a married one.”