Romance Christian Novels & Stories

I say, frowning a little. “01 Kind men are ugly. 02 Handsome men are not nice. 03 Handsome and kind men are married. 04 The handsome, kind, and single are poor. 05 Handsome, kind, single, and rich people are not interested in you. 06 The handsome, kind, single, rich, and interested people are interested in you only because of the hookup. 07 Those who are handsome, kind, single, rich, interested in you, and faithful, are homosexuals. 08 The handsome, kind, single, rich, interested in you, faithful, who do not lose interest if you are the ones who make the first step. Those men must have a problem!

I looked confused "Yes, us" she said. "What do you mean by us?" I asked "It's because of the love I have for you Ryan. And when this is all over, when this battle with Alex is all over, I just want us to get married and live a simple quiet life" she said and I laughed. "I have no plans of getting married to you Susan" I said. "What?" "You are not my type, I'm just..... I am just using you" I said as I staggered but she held me.

, Ryan scoffed and unfortunately, the rest of the people in the class got to hear it. Oh, God! The counselor cringed and waved it aside and resumed with what she was saying. "Um...so, like I was saying, I strongly advise against s3x before marriage. I mean, what if you two break up and don't end up together? You need to keep your dignity for your Mr Right. "But, when you're married, of course,,it becomes the sweetest ingredient". Oh, God! Please, please. Can somebody tell her to skip this part?

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode three🌹🌹 .. .. 💕 Lady Katherine’s POV 💕 .. .. I walked towards Lord ceaser chamber, looking behind me to make sure no one sees me. I walked into the chamber and took my hooded cloak off as I noticed his moody face. “Pray ye what’s wrong,did something go wrong at the meeting? Did king Damien finally agree to the marriage” I rained all these questions on him as he scoffed.

she said quietly. Adrian looked confused. “I do.” “No,” she said. “You understand me. That’s different.” The breakup happened that night. Unlike her past breakups… This one wasn’t angry. It was sad. “You deserve someone who feels things the way you do,” Adrian said calmly. “And you deserve someone who understands how you think,” Evelyn replied. They stood in the hallway between their apartments. So close. Yet suddenly very far apart. “Goodbye, Evelyn,” Adrian said. “Goodbye, Adrian.”

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

I ask to which he runs his hands down the whole length of my legs and back to my ass. "Angel, you are something out of this world... anything I could have ever imagined doesn't come close to the magnificent reality of your being." My lips curved into a knowing smile as my fingertips brushed gently against the Christian’s cheek. "I love you, Christian..." I say as I kiss his lips again, he responds imidiatly like his fire never dies down. His hands grab my dress and pull it over my head, letting my hair fall across my back as he tossed it over the couch.

I could feel Dante’s presence behind me, looming closer, and I needed to hurt Dante just as much as he had hurt me and I knew kissing Christian would tip him over the edge, drive him mad and nearly mental. “Now” I urged, a sense of urgency in my voice. Christian glanced past me, and when he saw Dante, understanding flickered across his face. His lips curled into a slow smile, and he nodded. “Anything for you, miss.” He leaned in, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that was supposed to hurt Dante the way he had hurt me. But there were no butterflies, no spark, nothing. Just emptiness. It was hollow, and I couldn’t force myself to feel anything but regret. The stars weren’t falling around me like

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

"I could never do that - I'm a married woman." "Yea, married to a cheating butt pirate." Her head dropped. Moments later she muttered, "I still can't do it." I could see how hard this was for her. We needed to start off light. "Okay, how 'bout just a blow job, then?" She thought. "I can't do that, either...I'm a God fearing Christian woman."