Roman Holiday Novel Novels & Stories

The night felt really heavy. The rain had stopped,. I could still smell it in the air. It was cool and fresh. It came into my room through the little space I had left open by the balcony door. I stood there looking at the garden below me. The roses looked almost black in the moonlight. Everything outside seemed calm. Inside me everything was moving. I put my arms around myself not because I was cold. Because my thoughts were too loud. A lot of things had changed. Loving him meant living with things that were not always clear. It meant knowing that peace would never last forever.

They ate Rosario didn't have any idea that Reuben would come and spend the night in Rachel's bedroom but she was very suspicious when Rachel said she will be sleeping early he reckoned how Ruth observed Rachel and she touched her using her foot Ruth was shocked and looked at Rosario Rosario realized how Rachel dressed showing that she will be having a romantic night she dressed in tight clothes and she placed champaign on the dining table that implied that she was waiting for her romantic machine Reuben Ruth and Rosario looked at each other Rachel went to her bedroom Ruth looked at Rosario. "What is going on I reckoned that you are very suspicious," Rosario asked. "She is waiting for her rom

Nora brought white roses when she visited me in the hospital. She fumbled with the flowers, accidentally tipping over the vase and spilling water everywhere. "Oh, no. I'm so sorry, Natalie," she babbled, scrambling to clean up the mess. "I didn't mean to do that." "It's fine," I said, even though nothing really was. She sat down, nervously fiddling with the edge of her skirt. It was a fancy Chanel, a present from Francis, but I was the one who had picked it out. "Natalie, have you and Francis been at it again?"

Prologue Anastasia Olivia, Scarlett, and I swayed to the music in the Russian Orchid, laughing and carefree. This nightclub in Moscow was a must, according to tips Scarlett received. It has been the best summer ever; it would stay with us forever. I couldn’t remember the last time all three of us felt so happy and relaxed. We were having the time of our lives. Our last hurrah before life would take us all away and back to reality. There was a young Russian singer on the stage singing, and even though we couldn’t understand a single word, the beat drove our bodies as we danced.

he murmured, smiling. And just like that, for the first time that night, Rhian let out a quiet laugh—a soft, broken sound that somehow began to mend something inside her. Maybe, just maybe, she wasn’t as alone as she thought. Rhian leaned in closer, her perfume—a sweet mix of jasmine and vanilla—drifting up between them. Damon noticed. It was intoxicating, just like her. She tilted her head, her rosy cheeks still cradled by her palms, and gazed up at him through fluttering lashes. “You know…” she began, her voice soft and slurred, “if you’re gonna sit here… you might as well marry me.”

He waved back, blew me a kiss, and told me he'll see me soon before bringing the car to life and driving off. I sighed contentedly and smiled. I have a good feeling about the Matching. I have a good feeling about Finn, and how we would most likely get Matched. I trodded back to the bookstore where I work, lunch bag in hand. "I'm sorry we don't have a copy of that book anymore, Mrs. Salazar. But we have new arrivals you might be interested in," I heard Madi tell a middle-aged woman with hawk-like eyes and black curls in a practiced politeness as I slid behind the register, tucking away the bag.

When the big night arrived, Joe acted the part of a perfect gentleman, and Lily appreciated how sweet he was to her as he did small things to let her know he respected her, such as opening the car door for her and offering his coat when she was cold. The evening went well. After dinner, as they made their way into a crowded bar, and the clock was about to strike twelve they were pushed and shoved around in a sea of drunk people. Lily was distracted by trying to find a place to go when at last, the clock brought in the new year, and Joe pulled Lilly to him, dipped her down in the most romantic gesture possible, and kissed her. Well.

Then take all this to the table, decorating it with a beautiful red rose. “They're ready,” I tell him excitedly, he gets up from the couch without any expression, throws his book at the couch and it falls on the floor, so I go for it and take it in my hands. I was honestly expecting to find a science or medicine book, but what I found was a cute fairy tale book. I just smiled when I saw different classic stories in this book, like Sleeping Beauty, Little Red Riding Hood, Sleeping Beauty, and Cinderella, but the doctor called me so I had to put him on the couch. “Miss Jefferson, present me your dish.” He tells me very seriously, while he thinks he is a chef.

I asked him as we entered the car and the driver drove off. "Two days trip." He said. "Wow!" I said in amusement. "Did you like it?" He asked as he smiled at me. "Of course, I am. You are winning me over." I confessed to him. "I love that I am trying to win you over again." He smiled at me. "Whatever! I still want more than this." I told him. "They are waiting for you, my lady." He replied to me. We got to our destination. Turned out that Roman has a mansion in Paris.

So basically, the places in this book are made up even though the book is nothing like fantasy, it's just your average billionaire erotic BDSM romance involving a Billionaire, obviously and a naive little do gooder woman who thought she was all that, so don't go looking for my made up places okay sweeties? Okay that's done! Get ready for a slow burn and watch Rachel Rivers lose her head. Let's get into this story that I am so glad to share!!