Romance Christmas Novels Novels & Stories

Possessively. “Merry Christmas,” he whispered against her lips. Her smile trembled. “Merry Christmas.” Outside, the first bells of Christmas morning echoed through the snowy hills of Tuscany. Inside the library, wrapped in his arms, Arianna realized one thing: She had just received the one gift she never expected. Luca Romano. And he wasn’t letting her go.

The downtown area was similar to a lot of the towns Dak had visited recently, looking for the perfect place to start his new endeavor, but there was something slightly different about Christmas Falls, something special he couldn’t quite put his finger on. The Christmas decorations hanging from the lamp posts and strung around the trees were the same white lights, red bows, garland, and cartoony characters as everywhere else, seasonal flowers blooming from the flower beds while banners announced where he was and that he was welcome there, but an excitement seemed to hang in the air that he could only describe as a certain kind of Christmas magic he couldn’t ever remember encountering before.

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"Trust me, you've done well to have agreed to spending Christmas at my house...and I promise, you aren't leaving this city untouched." West Coast was where you find the boys that bring the fun, according to my best friend, Sonia. I only agreed to spending Christmas at her place because she had been asking since the start of the year. Aside from that, she would taunt me non-stop for still being a virgin at 20. Nothing about s*x interests me. It is true I haven't had my first s*x yet. I mean, you have to be interested to even do it, right? Well, I'm in for it this time, see what Sonia's Christmas fun plan was about.

AURORA I have never experience the true spirit of Christmas until I came across the Romanos. The extravagance and opulence aside, these people were obnoxiously obsessed with Christmas and everything that comes with it. Mrs. Romano, because of her part-Russian heritage, would insist that the celebration continues until the seventh of January.

She passed him the ring box. He slid the ring onto her finger. “Merry Christmas, baby.” She said, smiling. “Merry Christmas, my angel.”

He smelled warm and masculine, and it made me dizzy. Roman’s fingers flexed on my waist. I could feel his c*ck growing thicker behind me, pressing more insistently against my ass now. He wasn’t pulling away. Neither was I. “Keep your core tight,” he growled softly. His chest brushed my back as he leaned in to adjust my shoulders. The heat of him surrounded me completely. I couldn’t stop imagining him bending me over the bench and f*cking me. I wanted to hear him call me a good girl in that strict voice while he f*cked me.

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities in mind, and I want you to join me.” He nodded, his voice full of affection. “Of course. Whatever you say, darling.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Victor’s arm was tightly wrapped around me. When I carefully tried to break free, something fell from his pocket and rolled onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a lipstick. It had a black shell with embossed gold edges, and it was a bright red that I was very familiar with. It was Summer’s favorite color. Countless people had asked her where she bought that color, but she just smiled and said it was h