Regency Romance Sims 4 Novels & Stories

She gasped, arching into me, and I pursued her, relentless, matching the rhythm of her reactions. With every movement, I pressed down harder and deeper, letting my control mold the space between us. Her moans and whispered pleas only fueled my desire. Even after I reached my peak, releasing inside her, I didn’t pull away. I kept going, this time with more urgency, watching her ragged breaths, her hands gripping me tightly, her skin glistening with heat. ~ Elena ~

The crowd waited. "I am therefore pleased to have you in my mate as my mate and the father of my children," he caressed the bump. Sawyer exhaled heavily. "You're even more beautiful than when I found you, looking lost in that dark alleyway. I'm glad to have saved you. I, Alpha Daniel Sturm accept you, Sawyer Rivers as my mate and Luna Consort of the Blue Moon Pack. You shall birth my heirs and be installed the title of grand Luna Consort. I love you, Sawyer."

He is talking with some of his relatives, and I am trying to be with him every time. We're now in their mansion. I gasped when I saw how big their mansion was. It is a Spanish-style mansion with a touch of modern design. I notice how most of the things in their backyards are painted white. Layla smiled sweetly at me. "Congratulations, Pen. I'm happy for you." Not like with Lesh, who screamed, Layla whispered it. "Thank you, girls! Just enjoy, okay? If you need anything, you can call me." I tried to sound energetic, and they smirked at me.

I constantly shook my head. This work means the world to me so I couldn't afford to lose it. He sighed and went back to the proposal he was reading, and I exhaled in relief. “Janet's team.” It was our turn, we stood upright, waiting for his question. “Why was the simulation highschool game software updated when it's not up to one week?” He asked cryptically, rubbing his chin before facing us. Mark nudged me to answer and I also nudged him to answer. None of us was willing to speak first.

Simone Salvador, heiress to our family’s billion-dollar company, Ultra Media, and my younger twin. I would have walked back into the arms of that sweaty guy rather than risk bumping into her, but I heard a second voice. A deep male voice. One I recognized, this time, from my secret fantasies. Sean Remington, heir to Atrix Communications, Simone's boyfriend, and the love of my life. I snuck closer, and there they were, facing off against each other in the middle of an argument. “I can't believe you're actually talking to me, like this, Sean!” Simone flipped her luscious brown hair over her shoulders, “Do you know how many guys would kill to even be my boyfriend?! And here you are, taking it f

I stated casually and put my hands down. "What? No. You can't do it." She whimpered as if the words caused her physical pain. "What?! No! You can't do it!" Remy snarled at me, expressing his strong disapproval of my decision. "Well, I am already doing it." I replied to both and with that sentence I relaxed my limbs, focusing hard on ignoring the wet paradise between her legs. She frowned, unimpressed by the sudden cold shoulder. And soon she started to do exactly what I wanted her to do, following the plan I secretly plotted in my mind.

"You said that you only want to talk to me. Then, what are we doing here at the port?" His forehead furrowed. "What do you think?" "I don't have time to play a guessing game with you, Mr. Ricafort. Just send me home." I crossed my arms, showing that I was annoyed. "I'll send you home once we have talked, okay?" He mumbled. Then, Mr. Scott spoke cheerfully. "Ms. Simons, enjoy!" I just glanced at Mr. Scott and gave him a faint smile. Then ignoring Alex's hand, I reluctantly got out of the car. Although I was anxious about what he was planning this time, there's a little voice inside my heart telling me to just go with the flow.

"Elder Garou, I am voluntarily stepping down from my position as Beta of the pack to apply for permission to go out and gain experience," I said in a voice devoid of any emotion as I placed the signed resignation letter on the wooden table. The elder, Remy Garou, looked stunned. "What? Heather, you're about to become Luna, yet you want to leave now? You've endured so much to earn a place by Claude's side, pushing yourself from an Omega without a wolf to a Beta.

By year three the company was bleeding. By year four I was signing documents I barely understood because Damon told me it was fine, because Damon handled things, because that was what I had learned to believe. Year five. Our anniversary. A drive along the coast. The railing broke so cleanly. Insurance policy. Company transfer already notarized. Vivienne Marchetti — his assistant, his real partner, the woman he'd been with since before he ever looked at me — already moved into our house before my body was cold. I sat on my childhood bed and I felt something happen inside my chest.

“Thank you Terran. This means more than you know.” “Lets start calling me Uncle now then?” Terran offered, and Keagan beamed at his words. I could feel his elation at belonging bubbling just under the surface, and a small smile split my face before I had a chance to get it under control. “I’ll go with them.” Simon said, his scowl permanently etched into his handsome face. “Very well.” Terran nodded. “They’ll need all the help they can get. The vamps are known to have impenetrable fortresses”