Romance Audiobooks Novels & Stories

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

data-p-id=82eca71f7ac217849f3ba1383a595493,style=text-align:left;,"Whatever for?" data-p-id=d7e46828d3303f4c88e9ca7ef6cf5b82,style=text-align:left;,"For changing my life. For loving me. For being the kind of wife and mother any man could only dream about. For filling all the holes in my heart and making it feel so full that I fear it might burst of happiness."

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

I informed her in case she wasn't aware. "Isn't that a blessing? Have you forgotten that vampire? Isn't he a better man than that fool we have as mate? More handsome, sexy, caring, lovely, adorable, muscular, and angelic..." She swooned. Her tone was full of joy as I found myself blushing with my face beamed up with smiles. The face of Jaden appeared on my head, his smooth and soothing voice that embraces me like a warm blanket when he talked to me filled my ears and It was like a breathe of fresh air as I exhaled and grinned. My hand went into my pocket and I felt his bracelet.

“You’re staring at each other again.” Noelle’s small voice cut through the thick silence. Sebastian stepped back immediately, releasing Nyra’s arm as if he’d been caught doing something forbidden. Nyra straightened, ignoring the sting in her grazed arm. “We’re not.” “You are,” Noelle insisted. “Like in the movies before they kiss.” Sebastian cleared his throat. “Enough.” Sirens wailed outside the lodge. Guests were being ushered away, security shouting instructions. The scent of gunpowder still hung in the air, mixing with pine and melted wax from fallen candles.

And I wanted to focus on the delightful currents charging my imagination that I couldn't be bothered to give more than a smile and a nod. By the time of the first lecture, I was wet down there, and my nipples were hard and sensitive. And all I could think of was the myriad of positions we've tried over the past week. “Romance,” the prof began, “the experience of love or infatuation….” At the cue, I pushed through the bubbling under my skin and opened my laptop and then my lecture notes—and my phone trembled softly. Picking it up, I saw a text from Hunter and hastily opened it.

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

Aurelio didn’t answer. He just stepped closer. God—he smelled like smoke, cedar, and something darker. Something intoxicating. Something wrong. His fingers lifted, brushing a curl behind my ear. “You look better without all your defenses,” he murmured. Heat shot down my spine so hard I had to steady myself. I hated how easily he could do that. I hated how much I wanted him to keep doing it. His eyes dragged slowly down my chest, and then he said it quietly, commanding, dangerous:

"I mean, I get it, I love a good book too, but really, Avery." She counters, "You're the last person to lecture me on my taste in books when you listened to the audio version of Captain Underpants on the way here like a ten-year-old." I retort, "Hey!" defensively. "Captain Underpants is a classic from your childhood!" We both burst into laughter at our own silliness. "Seriously, Isabella, why not give them a shot? How can you judge romance books when you've never read one? You're always saying not to judge a book by its cover. What happened to that principle of yours?"