Romance 99 Novels & Stories

Discuss what somewhere else? Grace voiced out more irritated than confused. "Grace" Dante put his hand out in an attempt to stop her from talking. "Hey, I'm Rome. Your potential mate" Rome said using a hand to brush back his perfect hair back as he extended another hand towards her. Wow, was he tall. Grace took it anyway with a contended smile on her face. She didn't quite know what was going on. But she could definitely get used to this. "Will you get your hands off of her--"

she begged. Dennis let go of her hand, "If you do, then what's stopping us from letting people know that we are in love?" He inquired, his eyes not leaving her. Cassandra let out a deep sigh, "I am just scared that people will insult you for being with a woman nine years older than you. You know how society is, it just scares me that their words might get to you and you will end up leaving me" she revealed with bitterness in her voice.

He held up the book so she could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” she asked, reaching for it. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from her. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” “Just give it here,” she whispered, blushing and reaching for it again. “No, no, no,” he argued, pulling it away again. “It’s just starting to get interesting. Rodrigo realizes that he loves Valery, but she can’t be with him because she wants to rip his heart out and eat it.”

Every part of her. "Are you sure about this?" I asked again to confirm one last time and she nodded her head. My hands ran through her bare skin up to her bra which I undid and then her panties. We made love there and then, in that shabby motel. This time it was different from all the girls I've been with. It was pure passion and with both our hearts racing. Maybe it was the passion. Maybe it was the music. Maybe it was just us expressing our love for each other. That was not sex, that right there was love making.

The fact I was about to live out my long yearned fantasy… or the fact that it was with strangers that didn’t bother with names. I was naked. A sharp breath sliced the air…from who? I wasn’t sure “You’re so sexy,”Mr Cinnamon whispered in my ear. He smelt like cinnamon,hence the name. Cinnamon, green eyes, brown hair…strangers yet I had a feeling I would never forget these strangers for the rest of my life. Every doubt I might have harbored vanished the second I felt cinnamon’s fingers graze my folds. “And you’re so wet..” his breath was heavier

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.]

The door to my room was suddenly pushed open without warning. My brother, Adrian Hoffman, walked in and scoffed when he saw me staring blankly at my diary. "Aren't you a little too old to be writing a diary?" Normally, I would have argued back. But this time, I didn't even lift my head or respond. Seeing my lack of reaction, he grew irritated and ran his hand through his hair before snatching my diary to take a look. On it was a single number—99.

Even as he lay in bed at the ICU ward, he gripped my hand tightly and said, "Even if you're not the Ludlow family heiress, Stella, I still won't regret the choice I made." That truly moved me beyond all else. Ignoring my family's protests, I stubbornly insisted on marrying Bryan. Given our wildly different social standings, I knew he'd have to endure certain remarks and attitudes from my family. Therefore, the day we got married, I gave him 99 free passes. "If you ever upset me, you can use one of the free passes to cancel it out. But once you've used up all 99 of them, this marriage ends." Upon hearing that, Bryan swiftly locked the free passes away in a drawer on the spot, swearing he woul

A low, magnetic pull tugged me toward him, and I swear to God, I wanted to obey. That’s when I remembered what Mike had always said. About mates. About bonds. About that single person that could unravel a wolf. I laughed nervously again—louder this time, trying to convince myself it was nothing. I’m human. Humans don’t mate with wolves. Especially with legends like Kane Rivers. I took a step forward. My heart pounded, my vision narrowed, and for a terrifying, delicious moment, I felt… wanted. Like I mattered. I blinked, startled at the thought.

She asked and he sat on the table, he was looking directly at her and she bit her lip. He slowly leaned towards her and Audrey could hear her heart race, he slowly kissed her and she reciprocated, she closed her eyes and he sucked on her lower lip. He pulled away after a few seconds and she smiled. “I can't get caught.” He replied and she cleared her throat. She smiled as she kept going through the papers, she suddenly frowned when she picked up a file. “What is this about?” She asked and Damien sighed. “It's a contract between a dom and a sub.”