Romance Addicts Novels & Stories

Her throat tightened, eyes misted, as if she could will reality to transform. She read it again, hoping the words might change under her gaze. But they remained the same, unyielding in their cruelty. The invitation slipped from her fingers, fluttering like a burned-out matchstick onto the marble floor. Aidan had belonged to her for two years, their lives knitted together in a shared future. Their dreams had unraveled just three months ago when he claimed he needed "space." Apparently, his "space" included a dazzling engagement ring and her sister's triumph.

I wasn’t expecting it, and I looked at him. “Act like we’re dating and this night will go a lot smoother,” Ken whispered, as we got up to the door. “Why?” I asked. “Everyone thinks that Ken only dates floozies,” AJ laughed. “So I’ve heard,” I smirked. Ken huffed, and ran a hand through his hair. “They weren’t floozies,” Ken groaned. “Dude half of them were strippers, and the other half were prostitutes,” Bryan added. I looked at Ken with wide eyes.

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

Xavier POV Archer and I always went club for stress reliever. You know hot sex is the best stress reliever if I may say. After drinking a few rounds. Girls immediately flocking at us. Women are always like this. When you have money and looks they will beg for you. And that's exactly what I want. Two girls made their way to me. As the both sit in my lap now. Wow! Well well! What's with this girls up to now? Threesome? Hahaha.. I won't back out!

“I want to be your addiction the same way you have me obsessed.” You have no idea, she was tempted to say but wasn’t daring enough to do so. “That’s not exactly healthy,” she attempted to laugh it off. “It’s unhealthy wrapped up in a touch of insanity,” he nodded, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” “Roman…” “You don’t have to answer me right now,” he cut in at once. “Hell, you don’t even have to think about anything right now. Just enjoy the ride.”

"Ximena, today is our wedding day. Let's just forget all the misunderstandings from before. How about you give me that nail as a token of our love?" She waved her hand without a second thought. "It's just a nail. If you like it, take it." [Ding. Target Ximena has gifted the host a level-four soul nail. Stored in inventory.] [Ding. Host has obtained a level-three tweezer. Stored in inventory.] [Nail removal task completed. Reward pack has been issued. Please claim it in your inventory.] [Please keep up the good work and carry out your Devoting actions to the end.] I opened my system inventory and found four new items inside. A mask called Beauty Restoration Device. A wig called Three Thousand

I punctuate each word with a kiss. “your kisses are addictive.” “What else is addictive?” iu ask her as I kiss her. “your touch, everything about you is addictive. You are like a drug to me. like helium.” “how about I make them even more addictive?” I ask her as I pull her on the bed and we fall on it, her on top of me. She squeals and I laugh, grabbing her by the ear and pulling her up. we start kissing, my hand sweeping off her hair to the side, the other by her waist.

He laughed and pulled my pajama shirt over my head and took my breast in his mouth, making me close my eyes. "Okay, I confess, I'm completely addicted to you, you hot psycho! But it's not just your cock, which is absolutely delicious, but I'm addicted to all of you, to this hot body that looks like it was sculpted to perfection, to this tempting mouth that kisses like it's going to devour me and drives me wild, to your shameless, bold, and foul-mouthed way. I'm even addicted to this romantic side of yours, full of care and affection, which is the opposite of everything else and seems like only I know it exists."

“But I can’t stop. I won’t stop.” I kissed him deeply, knowing I was completely ruined. The next morning, Brooke came into my room while I was still sore and leaking. She looked at me strangely. “Riley… is something going on with you and Coach Harlan?” My heart stopped. I smiled innocently. “What? No, of course not.” But as she left, I knew the truth. I was addicted. And there was no going back. Be warned. This doesn’t just seduce you. It ruins you for anyone else.

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.