Romance Books With Age Gap Novels & Stories

To let that lush pout of lips part for me, to taste the sweetness of her mouth. The thought sparked a rush of heated need through my body, one I ruthlessly tamped down. Getting involved with this woman would be a dangerous proposition - one I couldn't afford. Not only was she a journalist, she had to be a good twenty years younger than me. Neither of these attributes making her a smart choice to get involved with.

I walked angrily down the hallway on the way to my own bedroom and laid down. Groaning, I grabbed one of my English Lit books, 'Wuthering Heights,' and tried to get some reading done. That was a mistake… Cathy and Heathcliff were at least 20 years apart in age, at least that was what the analytical footnotes in my academic copy told me. Well, I'd succeeded in distracting myself from Bethany, but now Ellis crept back into my mind.

I waited for her to continue. "After that," she said, "Heather admitted that she still loved you—that she was still in love with you. She said it was only the age difference that made it impossible. I realized that I actually felt the same way. You were still in high school, and I wasn't where I wanted to be with my career. Heather and I agreed that in a few years, you would be perfect for us. The age difference wouldn't be such a big deal. But we also agreed that there was no way you would still be single that long.

I was still against it but there was nothing I could do if they would be fated in the near future. "Why not?" He grasped my hand and intertwined our hands. "If you are worried about their age gap, do remember our six years gap, seraphim." I rolled my eyes seeing how he grinned. He really liked to highlight that part that we were six years apart. "Let's see if you can say that once Harolyn and Saoirse find their mates that have a huge gap from their age." His smile turned into a frown. "Who says our daughters can even meet and be with their mates?"

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I tried to steer him away from Maggie. "I'm not looking for any commitments, although there is one person that I have noticed...like really noticed but...she is off limits to me," he let out a sigh before taking another sip of Scotch. "She is beautiful, vibrant...full of life. How can I be with her when she is so much younger than me? I doubt that she even looks at me that way and I just think that it's wrong," he said in thought. I furrowed my brows, "Younger than you in terms of how far apart are we talking?" I asked.

"You don't understand what it's like to be with someone like him. Someone who's been to hell and back and still struts through it like it's his playground. You believe love is stolen glances and gentle moments. But Enzo—he requires strength. Control. Flame." She leaned forward slightly. "He finds that with me. And you know what else?" I finally raised my eyes, eyes searing. She smiled. "He treats me like a woman." "And I don't see anything woman like in you.. how old are you 19 --20? He's 32 darling. I think you can do the math." That cracked something in me. I didn't say anything—not because I had nothing to say, but because if I said anything, I might break.

Final] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THEME: HAPPINESS & JUBILATION 💕 unknown pov💕 .. .. It’s been two years since the coming together of the Demon and vampire clan but Damien and Alisha decided to slow down in getting married.

Her mouth paused then dropped open "That's right,you don't even know my age,what if i am underage?" "I know The Groove restaurant don't hire anyone underage,so I know you are at least in your early twenties."she looked younger so i figure she wouldn't be more than twenty-one. "How old are you she asked?" "I am twenty-five in few months time will be twenty-six"I answered. She nooded carefully.It sent a little bit of warmth in my body and our age gap is four years.which is a pretty common difference. She twist her lips one side and looked away from me.I took a sip of my coffee,enjoying the feeling that I am ahead"Do we have to kiss?"she suddenly asked turning back to me.

And somehow—somehow—he was mine. His eyes fluttered open, and the second his gaze met mine—those intense, crystal-blue eyes—my breath hitched. He smirked. “You staring at me like you’ve never seen me before,” he rasped, his morning voice low and full of gravel. “Don’t flatter yourself,” I whispered, grinning as I leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth. “I was just trying to figure out how someone that old can still look this good.” He laughed, deep and smooth, and tugged me closer until I was lying on top of him. “Old, huh?” he murmured against my lips. “Careful, baby girl. I might just have to remind you how young I feel.”