Romance Ever Novels & Stories

He has heard of it, but never truly experienced it for himself. "Love is romance." he answered briefly, hoping that his answer would suffice. "And what is romance?" Asty continues to test him. "I've read it in novels. It is when a man or a woman starts to develop feelings for each other." "Romance coexists in love," Asty told her with her calm, dreamy eyes. "Love is compassion towards other people. It is a feeling that never goes away. If it goes away, then it is merely infatuation."

, 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?

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

She exuded the aura of a woman in control- as if she hadn't just weathered a heartbreak a month ago. As if she hadn't just signed a contract to publicly date someone for the sake of revenge. Damien emerged alongside her, decked out in a midnight-blue suit that matched the storm brewing in his eyes. Without a glance in her direction, his hand instinctively reached for hers, and their fingers intertwined. The crowd erupted into a buzz of excitement. "Mr. Cole! Is this your new girlfriend?" "Miss Vale, any comment on the engagement rumor?" Stopping briefly, Damien adjusted the cuff of his sleeve and responded smoothly,

“Really.” “Yes.” “What kind?” “It’s a romance,” I replied. He smiled knowingly. “I suspected as much.” “And why is that?” I asked curiously. “Because people who write romance usually believe in something stubborn.” “And what’s that?” “Love.” I laughed softly. Before I could respond further, the kitchen door opened again and this time Diego stepped out carrying a tray of clean cups, though the moment his eyes landed on the table where Matteo and I sat his steps slowed slightly.

Maverick’s jaw tightens beside me. “The Moon Goddess only grants the bond under specific conditions,” the Elder says. “Two wolves must lose their fated mates through tragedy. Their souls must remain broken long enough for the bond to awaken.” Jax becomes restless instantly. “Broken souls,” he mutters darkly. “But the bond comes with a price,” Elder Miriam whispers. “Every time it has appeared throughout history… disaster followed.” My heartbeat speeds up painfully. “What kind of disaster?” Maverick asks quietly. The Elder’s expression darkens.

Story Title: Midnight Contract Author: Feylume Genre: Office Romance, Billionaire, Power Play, Explicit Erotica Main Characters: • Isabella Hart – 26, ambitious, intelligent, beautiful with long dark hair and curves that drive him crazy. • Damien Cross – 34, ruthless CEO, tall, muscular, dark hair, piercing gray eyes, extremely dominant and controlling. Blurb: When her devastatingly handsome and ruthless CEO offers her a secret after-hours contract, Isabella discovers that mixing business with the most sinful pleasure comes with a dangerous price… and she’s addicted.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

Quite the opposite actually. Xavier and I have never been close enough to care about each other’s relationship. We talked occasionally, and fucked most of the time. That was it. That was the extent of our relationship. “There’s no one else.” At least for now, I added silently. “It’s just like I said. I’m in a shitty mood.” I kissed his cheek. “Next time, we’ll do what you want, okay? You can have me. Anyway you wish. Promise.” He sighed. “Lucas—”

he replied. After a few minutes of analyzing the conversation, Angelica spoke up, playfully brazen. "I don't care if I have a boyfriend or if you have a girlfriend, or even if we're married. I'm always gonna kiss you, Roman. And if you don't want to, I'm just gonna seduce you. I'll seduce you with my sexy lips and my hot body." Roman began to laugh, making Angelica giggle too as she spoke. "I'm serious, you're stuck with me. I'm not giving up kissing you. Ever! And you can't give me up either. I'm just too lovable."