Romance By Nora Roberts Novels & Stories

I had no idea what to tell her. The masseuse reached for hot stones and placed them one by one down my spine. They were warm, grounding. I needed them more than I thought. “You know I’m not judging you, right?” Nora said after a bit. “I’m just… watching. You’re in a very dangerous love triangle with two very rich, very hot men and I’m just over here eating crab cakes and living vicariously through you.” I snorted. “You were hired to cook the crab cakes. Plus, you have someone… did you get over the flowers so quick?”

Unfortunately, Nora and Toby never got further than kissing since it turned out Nora was using him to get to his just-widowed brother. Toby sighs, turning to face the she-wolf. He groans as his eyes drink in the sight before him. Nora was sexy, with her lean, tan body and her perfect tits. Her gorgeous platinum hair stuck to her body as the water cascaded down the curls. The water rolled off her small curves, and her nipples stood at attention. "See something you like, gorgeous?" Nora glides her hands over her breast, moving to her clit. She rubs her thumb over her button, moaning as she pleasures herself. Toby gulps, and Nora's other hand grabs his member. "Nora, stop. You're not my mate."

Her eyes widened, a flash of genuine guilt crossing her face, but she recovered with a speed that left Ethan breathless. “The rumors of a separation,” Nora said, her tone dismissive, “are simply that. Rumors. Ethan and I are completely fine. In fact...” he could see the wheels turning in her head, and she got the look in her eyes when she’d just thought of something brilliant. “With our anniversary just around the corner, we have something special planned. We’ve decided to go back to the prologue of our story—back to where the plot of our love was first written.”

, she replied. The woman, apparently unfazed by Mr. Samuels's demeanor, extended her hand towards me with a gracious smile. "And who might this be?" she inquired, her gaze lingering on me with a hint of curiosity. I offered a polite smile in return, though I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over me in Nora's presence. "I'm Sara," I replied evenly, careful to maintain a neutral expression. "Pleased to meet you." Nora's smile widened at my response, though there was a calculating glint in her eyes that didn't escape my notice. "Sara, how lovely," she remarked, her tone dripping with faux sweetness. "I'm Nora Roberts, a friend of Zack's."

she grabbed my Rosa’s face and tugged to the two sides checking her out. Rosa pulled away and pointed at me “ Who is he, Nora? I know this man. I've been seeing him in my dreams. Oh, Lord no, this is not happening. Please take me out of here. Who is he?” She sees me in her dream? Ignoring her tantrum, I gently nudged a puzzled Nora to the side, and took Rosa’s two hands, dismissing the way she cringed. I looked her deep into the eyes just like before, and from the bottom of my heart uttered the words just as I had, a century ago.

Nora Jones began stopping to shake her head at Rose, who got curious. "But what?" Rose raised her brows at the annoying woman. "I don't think you will be able to get him back or get your baby idiot out." Nora Jones said. She thought about it a little before adding, "I'm glad I gave that book to Rock. Even if I don't have him, I feel rewarded already by the fact that he isn't still married to a whore like you." "You know what? Just get out of my car." Rose barked as she got out of her car, rushed over to the passenger side, and opened the car door for Nora Jones to get out.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Rosa hissed, her eyes sharp enough to wound. “Yes.” Noah replied firmly. “She does.” Nora took the seat Noah drew out for her with quite grace, offering a polite smile. “Good evening, Ms. Bamford.” “With someone like you present, I don’t see how any evening could be good,” Rosa shot back. “Mother,” Noah warned. “It’s fine,” Nora said calmly, though her fingers curled beneath the table. “Say whatever nonsense you came to say,” Rosa snapped. “I’m busy.”

They were babbling happily and the money that this took a step closer towards them she watched as she made grabby hands for her to pick them up. “Well I believe that dress of yours is something else. I don't know if i wasn't straight i would have jumped you”. She heard Alice mutter and she watched as Becca reached out and smacked her shoulder lightly before she turned to her and sent her a deep glare. “Hey you have a mate. What do you think he will say.” She asked her as she sent her a glare. Nora looked at the interaction between the two and she felt a blush come over Her as she came to the realization that she didn't know much about the girls except for the fact that they all shared an equ