Rock Star Romance Novels & Stories

The atmosphere went so romantic that all the people who were present there also got lost in their scenario. You're my rock, my Colorado Got that ring, just like Toronto Lovin' you now, a little more tomorrow That's how I feel, act like you know that you are 'Dylan touches his nose tip with her nose and rubbed it slowly in romantic way. Adira was feeling his breathe on her face. She is feeling goosebumps on her arms.' Picture perfect, you don't need no filter Gorgeous, make 'em drop dead, you're a killer Shower you with all my attention

Matt hadn't wanted our friends and family to know, but I needed to talk to Rock, and he knew most of the story. "About you and Matt?" He shrugged. "I told you to go for it. He's got appeal. I'd do him." Laughing, I smacked his chest. "That's saying a lot, considering you're even pickier about your male partners than female." Rock's door swung both ways, thus he was the perfect person with which to discuss sex. "You know, he and Amber didn't work out. Had a couple dates. No chemistry." One brow quirked. "I'd hope not, seeing as you two are bumping uglies." He scanned the counter to check customers, then looked at me. "What's Amber got to do with it?"

“Then you’ll get it, Muse. Every dirty, beautiful piece of it.” He kissed her forehead, then pulled her closer. Outside, London woke up. Inside the presidential suite, something deeper than music had begun to ignite. But as Nova drifted toward sleep in his arms, she couldn’t shake the feeling that this rockstar’s world came with shadows—ex-lovers, industry vultures, and secrets that could tear them apart before the tour even truly began. For now, though, she let herself fall a little deeper.

The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app. And so, I decided let things go. I looked at him and said: "Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee," he looked at me, puzzled. "Your Highness. There is no hiding." I took a deep breath. "I'm in love you, too," I said. And there was silence. He just looked at me, face unreadable except for what seemed like shock. "Um…hello?" I asked, waving my hands before his face. "Hey, are you o–" And just like that, I found myself kissing the prince.

"I just wanted to make you realize that Raelynn doesn't love you at all! I've had feelings for you for so long, so I'm clearly a better fit for you than Raelynn! You love me too, don't you, Declan?" Declan closed his eyes as a wave of chest-crushing pain hit him. He had convinced himself that Raelynn would wait indefinitely and that a simple apology would always fix things. He realized how absurd it was to think that getting married would automatically undo his blatant favoritism and broken trust. He thought he had been an absolute fool to believe that. He opened his eyes again; this time, they were filled with resolve. "I fulfilled what I promised you, Paige! I will never be romantically in

He leaned forward and kissed my lips, then pulled back. "We didn't get the chance to enjoy the ball." His voice, as well as his eyes, reflected desire. "How about we have our own personal ball right here?" "On top of a rock?" I couldn't help but giggle. My amusement gave way to a loud moan when I felt the head of his cock brush against my clit. On reflex, I spread my legs wide in anticipation. "Yes, my little sexy and naughty wolf," Theo answered my question. "You'll find a rock can be a great place for romance."

In the back of my mind, I know my mom's right. I'm in love with the boy who captures my anxiety and throws it out the window. I'm in love with the boy who paints my smile and colors my cheeks. I'm in love with the boy who wipes my tears and holds me close. I'm in love with the boy who doesn't try to fix me, the boy who understands. I'm in love with the boy whose name is Declan Anderson, the boy who is my rock. And what if he doesn't feel the same way?

“Has there ever been such a match made in heaven? You are both straight into your obsessions. What are you writing, Em? Any good sex?” “I am writing my first contemporary romance,” she replied. “Let me guess, star-crossed lovers in a band?” He laughed. Owen laughed. “Does it have a happy ending?” “No, but they keep their bandmates awake in the tour bus with their rhythmic thumping,” James rocked suggestively and groaned. “Oh, Emily, f-k, f-k, f-k!” Owen flushed. “Shut up, James,” he replied without heat. “You are just jealous you can’t lure Jeremy into your bunk.”

"You are not too loud. You are not a disturbance. You are the entire symphony. If a man cannot handle your volume, it is because he is fundamentally deaf to anything beautiful." My heart gave a violent, treacherous leap. "And you?" I whispered, my gaze dropping to his mouth. "Are you deaf to it?" "I bought an apartment in a condemned building just to be in the front row, Firecracker." Romeo murmured, his breath ghosting over my lips. "I don't want the quiet. I want you." He didn't wait for my response. He closed the final inch, his mouth capturing mine in a kiss that tasted like expensive wine and absolute certainty.

Maggie said, looking at me to help her out. I shook my head and laughed, “don’t drag me into this. At least you and Rain are an official couple. Roman and I are still figuring things out.” Rain sighed, “fine. But don’t expect me to sing any time soon. Who even does that?” Maggie and I both giggled, “a romantic man who love their mates? He only stared at Kyra. I think he was just serenating her, to be honest.” Rain didn’t like my answer, clearly, because he had a big scowl on his face.