Romance Book Titles Novels & Stories

The art was carved on half the wall when I spun back. “Gabriel, it’s beautiful!” I mouthed in awe. “The Voyage of Dawn Treader, it is called,” Gabriel informed, appearing behind me and slipping his arms around my waist. “King Caspian X’s ship,” I said breathlessly. He chuckled between my hair and ear. “You know stuff.” “Of course. The Chronicles of Narnia is one of my favorite books.” I turned around so I could see his gorgeous face. “It’s very beautiful, Gabriel. Thank you for showing it to me. Who made it?”

Liam read the title of the book as he kept watching me. “I FELL For THE Dark FAE LORD," Liam read the content, and I gasped in shock when he showed me the front cover. That was indeed the title of the book but I didn't know. “ I didn't know you were into romance books," Liam said, the obvious, and I wish the ground swallowed me up right now. Blood drained from my face when Liam suddenly pushed my back against the row of shelves. “I don't read those. I picked that without looking at the book." The words rushed out of my lips, my heart skipping a beat.

He positioned himself squarely between Serena and her sister and ex, his commanding presence palpable and imposing. He regarded Aidan with disdain, as if he were an unsightly weed. "I suppose introductions are in order," Damien stated, his voice a smooth knife-edge. "I'm Damien Cole. Serena's date." The declaration landed like a thunderclap. Aidan's eyes went wide. Isabella looked as if she might drop. The crowd buzzed with whispers. "Date?" Isabella echoed, disbelief coloring her tone. "Since when?" she continued. Damien's gaze never wavered.

“I thought you knew.” His eyes softened. “Knew what?” “I was always yours.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he kissed me. Slow. Tender. Certain. And somewhere through the haze of happiness, I found myself thinking— Maybe honeymoon rules could start a little early. _____ Julia- My fingers dug into the invitation. The expensive cardstock crumpled beneath my grip. The elegant rose-gold lettering seemed to burn itself into my brain. YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED

he groaned, gripping my hips as he started pounding. Each thrust slammed deep, balls slapping my clit, the desk creaking under us. I could feel every inch, every vein dragging along my walls. “Harder,” I gasped. “Fuck me like you mean it. Own this pussy.” Roman snarled and gave it to me, hips snapping faster, one hand reaching around to rub my clit while the other fisted my hair. “Like this? You love taking my cock at work, don’t you? Greedy little slut for your boss.”

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

Every hair on her arm stood as she beat back the panic welling in her breast. On the other hand, she had read novels in which the lady had enjoyed the pirate’s passionate kisses. The heroine in the book actually fell in love with the ruthless man. Isabelle rolled her eyes. It was beyond her knowledge how any woman could feel that way. Yet, Hawk had been attentive while she was being jolted atop his horse. It had seemed he almost cared about her discomfort when offering to have her lean against him.

Feeling a bit tired from all the overthinking and hauling old books all morning. "I'm telling you, it will be Vivienne Skye Harper matched to Finn Yamada," Madi said, trying to cheer me up and patting my back, before standing up. "Come on, future Mrs Yamada, we have books to sell," she said, arms outstretched. I sighed loudly and let her pull me up.

Our lips were almost touching. If I moved a little we will end up kissing. He brushed his lips on mine as my breath becomes heavier. I closed my eyes as his harsh breath kept on hitting my lips. But what he said next snapped my eyes open in shock. Damon: Be ready for the party. Your going to be introduce as a wife of Mafia king. Luciana Knight. Confusing her was his satisfaction. Satisfying himself was his habit. _______________________________________

But Arabella’s heart had already begun beating far too quickly. A breeze moved softly through the marketplace between them. Neither spoke for several moments. Then Edwin finally gestured toward the bookstore. “Do you enjoy reading?” “Yes.” “What sort of books?” Arabella hesitated. “Poetry mostly.” One dark brow lifted slightly. “Romantic poetry?” Her cheeks warmed instantly. “Sometimes.” Edwin looked dangerously amused again. “You continue to surprise me, Lady Arabella.” “And you continue mocking me.” “Only because you blush so beautifully.” The words escaped him so naturally that both of them froze afterward.