Romance Excerpt Novels & Stories

"We shouldn't rush things, Jasmine. You deserve to be savored." I feel a pang of disappointment, but Ramon's words reassure me. He's right; we shouldn't rush. I want to cherish this moment, to savor the feeling of being desired and loved. As Ramon continues to kiss me, I feel my heart fill with emotion. I know that I'm falling deeply in love with him, and I'm grateful for his patience and understanding.

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

As I stepped inside, the familiar scents of herbs and garlic enveloped me, instantly making me feel at ease. I scanned the room, searching for the person who sent the message. My heart raced as I spotted a woman sitting at a table in the corner. Her back was to me, but there was something about her posture that felt unsettlingly familiar. I approached cautiously, unsure of what to expect. As I got closer, she turned to face me, and my breath caught in my throat. It was her—the woman from the article that had circulated a while back. Leo’s first love. The image flashed in my mind: the glossy magazine cover showcasing her radiant smile, paired with a headline about her connection to Leo. I had

It was as if, unlike any other room, this one was special. Arabella approached the man and sat across his legs, putting one of her arms around his shoulders. "Gustave Flaubert" he replied. "French romance" the incredulity in the woman's tone was clear. She could not believe someone like Damon was interested in romance. "All French works have a romantic content," he explained, shrugging. Arabella smiled, and then Damon was sure that smile could light up the whole city. The closeness between them was frightening for both of them, and they were afraid of what they would feel when they had to pull away.

Without waiting another second, Axel leaned down and covered her mouth with his. The kiss was nothing like the sharp, desperate encounters born of stress and chaos. It was slow, agonizingly deep, and overflowing with a quiet, profound romance. His lips moved against hers with deliberate tenderness, tasting her sweetness, reaffirming the deep, unbreakable bond that tied them together. Clara let out a soft sigh into his mouth, standing on her tiptoes to press herself closer, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

Genre: Erotic Romance / Contemporary / Mature (18+) / Short Read Tropes: One Night Stand / Hired Companion / Escort Fantasy / Threesome (MFM) / Strangers to Instant Chemistry / High-Stakes Seduction / Powerful Men & Submissive Woman / Luxury & Lust Tone: Seductive / Tension-Filled / Erotically Charged / Intimate / Fast-Paced / Mature & Explicit Chapter One Mara's black stilettos tapped the gleaming marble floor of the luxury hotel as she stood outside the penthouse door.

“Because you don’t look like someone who should be studying numbers.” “What does someone who studies numbers look like?” Alex shrugged. “Boring.” She smacked his arm with her notebook. He laughed again. Alex had an effortless way of making ordinary days feel exciting. He dragged Evelyn to poetry readings she barely understood and spent hours arguing passionately about novels she had never heard of. Sometimes he would steal her notebook and scribble something on the edges of the page. One afternoon Evelyn opened her book during class and found a line written in neat handwriting. Your eyes look like the sky before rain.

His lips brushing against my ear Our hearts beat as one I smile as tears of joy escape my eyes "Roman," I whisper. Love in my voice. "I love you too." Roman's lips meet mine. Soft and gentle. Our kiss sends shivers down my spine. Time stands still. The world fades leaving only us lost in our love. Roman's lips devour mine. Passion explodes between us. Our confession ignites an uncontrollable fire within us. We stumble to the ground together. Hands roaming, clothes shed Skin to skin. Our bodies entwined. Roman's touch sends shivers down my spine.

he asked with his right eyebrow arching up in confusion. "I have been reading a lot of romance literature; each describes in detail how to kiss. Didn't you see how I expertly kissed you back then? Wasn't it good that you lost your mind?" Rosalina stepped closer to Garry, watching as his face gradually turned into a human tomato.

Roman's presence was a constant source of comfort and joy, his deep voice soothing to my soul. Between bites, Roman reached across the table and gently caressed my hand. His touch sent a surge of electricity through me, reminding me of the passion we shared beyond the confines of this meal. Our gazes locked, and for a moment, the world around us faded into insignificance, leaving only the two of us in this cocoon of love.