Renaissance Romance Novels & Stories

“He was a storm before you. Silent, brutal, precise. But since he met you, he’s started caring. And caring, Miss Romano, is a luxury he cannot afford.” Emilia clenched her jaw. “I care about him. Yes. And maybe he cares about me. That doesn’t mean he’s weak.” Rosa’s gaze was unwavering. “No, it means he’s vulnerable. You think affection is harmless? That it makes him stronger? Maybe in fairytales. But this? This is the real world. Where kings are beheaded for loving their queens too much.” A cold shiver traced Emilia’s spine. “Lucien is not your prince charming,” Rosa continued. “He is a man bred in blood and shadows. And you, no matter how pure your intentions, are the crack in his armor.”

NOTE BEFORE YOU READ….. Note before you read… The next few chapters are written in the Carolingian Renaissance and the Vikings era but don't stick to the fact. You will find a few things that have been added to fit into the story. So if you find anything strange or unusual, then remember the next few chapters are based on historical fantasy fiction books. Do add or check the other book of the author. Revenge on the Mafia lord. .. .. .. YEAR 956 AD. It was a loud night, one where the sounds of crickets chirping could not be heard and the clouds smothered the moon and stars.

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.

She continued stroking him, feeling like she was touching a sculpture, a flawless one. He really looked like sleeping beauty, and the idea of kissing him flashed across her mind. At the thought of this, a shy smile arose on her face. Well, it must feel very good. He had a Roman nose and sexy thin lips. It is said that men with thin lips are generally inconstant in love. But Dante was an exception as he had been dedicated to her. Renee had an intense urge to nibble at his thin lips. She could recall the feeling, which was soft to touch and delicious to taste.

“You should start driving your own car from now on, you are really irritating.” “Yay, dearest Romeo,” he says mischievously, with sparking eyes. My cousin is really irritating and childish! I stop responding to him and turn the music volume really high until I don’t hear his voice. Mmh, can I be her Romeo? That body of hers would be divine. Scratch that, that’s a tragic story, I don’t even know why it is regarded as romantic. Two lovers committing suicide is nothing close to being romantic. I am certain that ours would be worse than that. It would definitely end with two murders instead of suicides. That does not stop me from imagining her being all mine though.

First through Aurora, his unexpected peace, and now here, in the way Gianna’s laugh makes Romero’s lips twitch toward what it dangerously close to a smile. Aurora drifts to Dominic’s side as Romero approaches Gianna. She follows his gaze and grins knowingly. “Aren’t they cute?” “I suppose,” he murmurs. Her grin deepens. Aurora loves love. She sees it the way most people see sunrises, like it’s something natural, something inevitable. “Remember what I told you?” she asks, nudging him lightly. “About Aphrodite and Ares?” He does. She was talking about her mythology class, her voice animated as she explained that the goddess of love and the god of war were lovers from the beginning, forever tan

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.

Author's POV What is Romance? this is the question I always asked myself and I found that........ Romance is the language of love. It is the way that you show your partner that you care about them. Every person has their own idea of what they might consider romantic. For some, it will be dressing up for the other or buying flowers or jewelry. There is no way to know what is romantic without knowing the person. Romance is created by the feeling that you are genuinely cared about. All romance has one thing in common; it must show the other person that you care enough to find out what is meaningful to them.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

I say, frowning a little. “01 Kind men are ugly. 02 Handsome men are not nice. 03 Handsome and kind men are married. 04 The handsome, kind, and single are poor. 05 Handsome, kind, single, and rich people are not interested in you. 06 The handsome, kind, single, rich, and interested people are interested in you only because of the hookup. 07 Those who are handsome, kind, single, rich, interested in you, and faithful, are homosexuals. 08 The handsome, kind, single, rich, interested in you, faithful, who do not lose interest if you are the ones who make the first step. Those men must have a problem!