Romanc Novels & Stories

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

Professor said as he introduced a new classmate in their class. "Come here, Mister" After the door slid, a man with blonde haired appeared, who was bent over and for a moment, stood up straight, Loki could see he had a figure with similarities to the blonde haired man yesterday." "I'm Louise, nice to meet you all. I’m from France. Hoping we can be friends " Louise said enthusiastically as he vowed his head as gentleman. Girls keep screamed of love and kept stared at how handsome he was. While Loki stunned, her fingers unexpectedly pointed at him.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

He yelled at her, he could feel the blood in his vein running so wild, his heart didn't stop racing. Bella raised an eyebrow, "Lies?" She inquired in a mockery tone, "The truth is standing right before your eyes and you are telling me this is all lies?" She asked him but she sounded more like a statement than a question. Dennis whose face was so pale that one could take him for.a ghost, he glanced at the paper with eyes red with tears. "This is not true, no way! This can't be true" he turned to look at Bella, "Cassandra can't be my aunt, she is my lover and the woman I want to spend eternity with, no way!" He yelled out with pain.

At the centre of the table was a large, silver goblet, which seemed to shimmer in the light. Along the walls of the room were several bookcases, filled with ancient tomes and texts, all written in a language that looked like a combination of Greek and Latin. Above the bookcases hung portraits of the previous Lycan council members, each one staring down from their frame with an almost lifelike intensity. The elders listened intently, but Liam could tell that they were still sceptical. When he finished, there was a long moment of silence. Finally, one of the elders spoke.

Rio stared at his own reflection through the glass he held for a moment before speaking up. "Well, it's simple. Tell me more about Elena. How are we both connected to the Romanos? What are our plans?" Ryan pressed his lips together as he studied Rio intently. Suddenly, Rio burst into laughter. "See? I'm not worth as much as you claim, Ryan. Just leave," he gestured towards the door, then turned back to the counter and took a sip of his scotch.

Several event staff were cowering nearby, and they hissed urgently at her now, "Ma'am, Mr. Dorne has yet to collect all the jewelry he bought for you!" She turned to them, meaning to decline, but then Joseph's former adversary suddenly leapt to his feet, battered and bloody. Snatching up a bottle of champagne, he smashed it against the back of Stacy's head. "Damn him! He's going to ruin my life, on the word of that witch?!" the man snarled, full of hatred and fury. "Here's another one of your precious pets, eh? Well, say goodbye to her!" Hot blood flowed down her neck, rapidly staining her white dress crimson. Stacy toppled forwards onto the floor, her mind plunged into the darkness of a sto

Romero frowned as he though about it “What about Thomas?” He asked. She shook her head and then thought about it a little longer “What about Wyatt?” Romero shook his head no. She sighed and then together they said “What about Baudouin?” They smiled and hugged each other tight. “It means brave friend…it’s perfect. Baudouin Alderic Blue.” She said and Romero smiled widely. “It’s perfect.”

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“Oh. Oh no. You really have not had sex, have you?” “I already told you no!” I protested. “We have not,” Andre said curtly. “I see.” Roman sloshed his drink around in the glass. “Well then. Shall we return to discussing A Court of Thorns and Roses? I have opinions on the book’s views on feminism.” “Why would you think we had sex?” I asked. “Because of the wording of the contract,” Roman replied simply. “Joemar told me you discovered the loophole. And, to be quite frank, you and Andre have appeared quite fond of one-another since I returned today.”