Romanc Novels & Stories

She walked to the kitchen and saw their personal chef, Wagner there and she approached him with curiosity. “Hey, I would like to make something for Stefan, do you know what his favorite dish are and can you help me make them? I’d like something quick and easy to make because I want to deliver them to him later.” She told him. “Oh, of course I can help you. Mr. Romand is a huge fan of chicken cordon bleu. It’s a relatively easy dish to make and you can carry it there with no problem. Let me teach you how to make it.” The chef told her.

The pretense of the lady was packed away with the lavender gown. For the first day, they rode in near silence, eating up the miles on the well-maintained post road that led east from the capital. The land was gentle, rolling, quilted with fields and orderly villages. By afternoon on the second day, the land began to shrug. The hills grew steeper, the farms more sparse, the forests thicker and darker. The air grew sharper, tasting of pine and wet stone. Makil dropped back to ride beside her as the road narrowed into a rocky pass between two shoulders of granite. “We’re crossing into the Marcher Lands,” he said, his voice low. “The King’s peace is thinner here.”

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“But what is it you keep calling them? The mark of—what now?” “The mark of L’Amante,” Mydera enunciated slowly for Nicolette’s benefit. “Or sometimes Elaina L’Amante.” Nicolette shook her head. “I’ve never heard them referred to as such. Is Elaina L’Amante—” “The first queen to get one,” Mydera explained. “Yes.” She cocked her head curiously to the side. “You’ve not heard the tale either, then, hmm?” Eyes brightening at the prospect of a tale, Nicolette shook her head. “No, I haven’t.”

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

His eyes sparkled with a mix of tenderness and admiration. “I am grateful for you, Jonathan.” I confessed, my voice carrying my love and appreciation. Jonathan’s gaze never wavered from mine, his voice resonating with deep sincerity. “And I am grateful for you, my Angel. You’ve brought light and purpose into my immortal existence.“ Our words hung in the air, intertwining with the rustle of leaves and the gentle sway of the swing. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a soft glow across the landscape, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips in a tender kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, conveying our deepest emotions and the unbreakable bond we shared.

“Did I mention the wine was called Louis when I spoke with you on the phone?” He tried to recall. “No.” “Weird! How would Francis know that’s the name then?” “Perhaps… someone else mentioned it to him before or he’s seen it on the TV?” he guessed. “No way! The packaging was written all in French. A person who doesn’t speak the language wouldn’t have recognized it even if they’ve heard of it before!” He gave this some serious thought. “Francis is a strange character. He’s been living among the poor lower class for years but there’s this calm and cultured elegance in him. He’s not like your Average Joe.”

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Maybe a new crossbreed? Chiwi? "It's a rambutan." "Gesundheit." He tells her without moving an inch. Lisa pulls her dumb expression in full display before snatching the fruit from Jin's hand, tsking under her breath. "It's called a rambutan. They sell tons of this back at my place. Here. I'll just buy some for you." - From: Monalisa Don't forget to lock the place up! -Seen You huff annoyingly as you scan the text of your unloyal best friend. It's already been an hour and she decides to text you now?