Novel & Cerita Regency Romance

"I could say the same about Lady Olivia and you, hmm?" "Yes, well—about that, I want to marry her, Uncle George. I know her father is your sworn enemy but—" "But what? If you want to marry that woman, you're bloody well going to marry her-my enmity with Cavendish be damned," his uncle cut him off. "The Prince regent himself cannot stop the union!" his uncle thundered. "You must ask Melissa first though," his uncle added a little sheepishly. Jacob laughed and nodded, although he didn't relish the idea much. He approached Lady Melissa—his new aunt in a few days. She was alone in the parlour, reading a magazine, munching on biscuits.

Marilyn's voice cut through the tension like a blade, sharp and cruel and dripping with false sweetness. I turned to see her standing at the bottom of the stairs, her arms crossed over her chest, that familiar smile stretching across her face. She'd followed me in, of course. She couldn't resist watching me fall, watching me break, watching me lose everything she'd worked so hard to take. "He was never really yours, Ymir," she continued, stepping closer with deliberate slowness. "You were just a babysitter. A placeholder. And now you're not even that."

As she sobbed so hard that she could barely catch her breath, she said, "How did this happen? I didn't know. I really didn't know... "Liam called me before the surgery. If only I had gone to see him... "I never meant for them to die..." I let out a mocking laugh. There was no medicine for regret in this world. I had long since stopped caring about feelings that came too late. After comforting her for a long time and seeing her emotions gradually settle, Tucker actually smiled and said, "In a way, this is a good thing too. You're no longer tied down by a family. "We can finally be together."

I blurted crossing my arms in front of my knees on the floor. She jumped off the chair, “Yea! So this book is actually a Regency romance about this very arrogant guy that fell in love with his maid and then instead of trying to woo her, he comes at her in force. So barbaric!” I held my head in total conservation at her.”Sandy, it's just a book and the writer doesn't mean for you to develop headaches while reading it. It's simply for your pleasure” I demonstrated with my hands. She muffled her face into a dark grimace “This ain't pleasure. I like it when a man woos a girl and not force his way into getting her into his bed that is totally outrageous!”

A surge of desire pulsed between my legs. He smirked at me, his eyes devouring my naked body. “Oh God, I can’t wait to make you mine. You look incredibly sexy lying on the floor, ready for me, Mia. But I don’t have a condom.” “It doesn't matter to me. I would gladly bear your child.” I replied with a gleeful smile. He returned my smile and crawled over me on the floor. Our eyes locked intensely, our hearts racing. Finally, he was about to claim me.

She asked and proffered the bottle of wine to me. "No, please. Thanks" I shook my hand at her. She shrugged and drank from the bottle and for a moment, we were silent. "When will our husbands settle their differences, huh?" She asked pathetically. Hold on; is she really referring to Royce as her husband when they're not even married?? I just chuckled and didn't say a word. 'Ryan has gone to one of his mansions, right?" She further asked. "Yeah - seems so" I replied. "Hmph. Must be really lonely for you, huh?

“I’ll accept this, but you don’t have to write me a receipt. I’ll try my best to send over the money. I’ll take this piece of artwork as Christina’s dowry for when I marry her in the future.” John finally felt the burden being lifted off his chest upon hearing that. “When are you planning to marry Christina?” he asked. “We can go to the registry anytime as long as she’s willing.” John could finally relax now that his biggest crisis was averted. “I’m delighted to see that the two of you have reconciled. Why don’t you come to our place for dinner tonight with Christina?”

Katniss This time, Giselle and I didn’t go back to the villa or my apartment after the ceremony. Rather, we got to the palatial house of Mr. Corleone who was a very influential and wealthy man. The opulence of the surroundings intimidated me as if I were a bird confined in a cage of gold. This mansion, which we were to spend our first night as “husband and wife” was as quiet as the grave, the only sound being the wind blowing outside.

Psh, take the hunter any day was my opinion. It wasn’t to hard to play that I didn’t have an interest in protecting her especially to these buffoons. “Well tell me everything,” she said after she bit more into her sandwich. “Every thing?” “Every thing,” I took a deep breath and began. “I was born during the regency era of England. My parents were loving and loyal to one another which was rare in the hierarchy of that age. Especially when the Regent himself wasn’t loyal. It was at a ball, the last one of the season, I saw a man and woman in the dark walk and assumed there’d be a wedding in a fortnight if not three days. When suddenly the woman went limp and fell to the ground, the man turned

As usual when she was done with Christian too, having a taste of his hot body and the small romance he was sure to offer her, she would dump him and move on to the next thing. Who knows she might even leave this god forsaken city, leave Tessa behind, and go find more greener pastures. More sugar daddies that would afford her lifestyle, more men that would lust after her sexy body and she would accumulate more wealth. Yes! She had it all planned out, and she giggled heavily with Tessa joining in, the foolish girl having no idea why she was laughing this hard. “Throw the wasted sperm all over the sheets, and drag her body out of the building.” Dinah commanded, watching the boys do as ordered.