Rockstar Romance Novelas e Histórias

"Miles, I need to talk to you. The venue you wanted for the wedding, I've been keeping the reservation this whole time. Whenever you're ready to come back, I'll be there. "I'm not asking you to forgive me right now. But I see it clearly now. I know how terrible I was. If we got married, there would never be anyone else. "And what I did to you back then, what I forced on you, I'm sorry for that too. But I do love you, Miles. From the very first moment I saw you, I've always loved you." The word "love" coming out of her mouth was enough to make my skin crawl.

Her eyes red, she tried to sound generous as she said, "Felix, don't you love me the most? Are you really going to blame me for this? I'm your only public girlfriend; everyone expects you to marry me. I'm upset, Felix. I'm the one who's been by your side. Why would you need a substitute who looks just like me? You can't love anyone else—only me!" She thought her tantrum would make Felix apologize and comfort her. But Felix's gaze turned icy with fury, the killing intent practically radiating off of him. He only relaxed when he saw me open my eyes. The three followers, seeing the tension, quickly jumped in. "Mr. Palmer, Darcy is your true love. Everyone else is just a passing fling. You shoul

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

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?

City A, 15 years ago, in a dilapidated house, the firelight was slowly spearing to every corner. The fire made a crackling, crackling, ticking sound that echoed in the stillness of the night. Suddenly, the fire flared up violently. It engulfed everything it passed through. In that deadly fire, the image of a rose playing in the sea of ​​​​fire slowly appeared. It shone extremely brightly and then began to fade to ashes. That rose was like his heart. Since that day, his heart had died, left only the animosity.

"Okay, I give up. May the best sperm win." Rock smirks down at me, rubbing his cock against her entrance. "You aren't getting away without a kiss, Pierce." His kiss comsumes me as he pulls his hips back adjusting his cock in such a way that it just glides right into Iris. Her moans fill the room as Rock has his way with her. I can feel a mouth on my cock as Rock holds my lips with his own.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Chapter 221 ROMAN “Rome , I love you. I love you.” She smiles into my lips and I laugh out loud. “I love you too.” I smile. As our kisses deepen I try to hold off the raging hard-on in my pants. Fuck, this isn’t the time. Ana, who is straddled over me, starts to slowly rock herself backwards and forwards over my cock and I close my eyes to hold off my arousal. She starts to really ride me as her kiss continues.

We bickered playfully. In order to thank her for taking care of me, I treated her to a good meal at a very expensive restaurant. The gaming studio’s game had just launched, and it was doing very well. I had also become a rising star in the fashion industry. After dinner, I scrolled on my phone and came across some breaking news. [Ivy Anderson’s Love Has Turned to Hate! She Killed Liam White in a Car Accident!] At the same time, Augustus walked out of the bathroom.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.