Romance Feelings Novels & Stories

“It was stupid of me to think I could ever live without you.” Roman had always been a passionate lover, but this was the first time we had sex like this. It was raw, filled with a frenzy of emotions. Anger, need, frustration and passion. “Never leave me,” I said, cupping his face as I shook my head. I hadn’t noticed the tears that rolled down my cheeks until Roman wiped them away. “Never,” he murmured, kissing me softly, the exact opposite of his thrust, which never slowed down. He kept mumbling apologies, taking my nipples between his lips while he reached where our bodies joined, circling my clit with his thumb.

I had feelings of love for her, and I don’t ever want those emotions to go away because of how much she meant to me. She’s snickering right now. As I lean in to kiss her, I feel the intensity of my emotions building up inside me. My heart races with anticipation as our lips meet, and I can feel the warmth of her breath against my skin. We continue to kiss, lost in the moment, our bodies pressed together in a passionate embrace. Each time we pull away, we are drawn back in, unable to resist the magnetic pull of our desire for each other. The intensity of our passion grows with each passing moment until we are both lost in a sea of pure, unadulterated pleasure.

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.

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"No, I mean, when you first met her, how did you feel?" "I like her. Jane is beautiful and attractive. She's also smart and has a great sense of humour." Ken took a deep breath. Has Max never felt things like those written in romantic novels, love songs, or psychology articles? Ken cursed himself mentally. Why was he so confident in saying such a thing, when he only realized how he felt recently after days of testing his own feelings and surfing g****e every day? "Have you ever felt your heart suddenly beat faster when you're close to someone or did you feel a very strong urge to keep seeing someone under any circumstances or did you get restless and feel an overwhelming sense of longing whe

Romance is an incredibly fragile thing; it relies entirely on the romantic delusion that feelings are chosen, not programmed in a Petri dish by two desperate scientists trying to secure a government grant. "He’s lying, Kai," Anya whispered, her voice dropping an octave as she snapped her head up to look at me, her eyes filled with pure, unadulterated venom. "He’s trying to ruin what we have because he knows he can't control it. He knows he can't replicate it."

I sat on the sofa with my hand still in Alexander’s, the movie credits rolling across the big screen. The romantic film had left a warm glow inside me. The couple’s story was so tender. They had started as strangers, shared quiet walks in the rain, laughed over burnt dinners, and slowly opened their hearts. Their love felt real—full of gentle touches, whispered promises, and that deep passion that built slowly until it overflowed. In the intimate scene, their bodies moved together with care and desire, eyes locked, breathing heavy, as if the whole world had disappeared. It stirred something in me I hadn’t felt in a long time. My skin felt flushed. A low heat pooled in my belly.

He unintentionally released a muffled scoff, his eyes placed and fixed on Travis’s face that showed no emotion. Arthur smiled but his smile disappeared soon when he noticed that his cousin was deadly serious. He swallowed and shuffled back to sit down. “How would you know if you are in love with someone?” Arthur re-phrased while making a four with his legs, pretending to be in deep thought. “I am not an expert but when you are in love with someone you may feel a strong and inexplicable desire for them. You share the same thoughts or are interested in the same things. You will find yourselves speaking about just anything and nothing will be off-limits unless it is something that makes you fee

She felt like she was flying when Lucas ravished her with rhythmic thrusts, but there was a different sensation she experienced when she was loved like this. Adrenaline surged. Heartbeats raced faster. Lungs breathed faster and more efficiently. She pushed herself, increasing blood pressure and causing a rush. Boosting glucose levels to create the energy needed. She became alert. Full of anticipation. All her senses were on high alert as the intensity heightened, causing sweat to break out all over her body. Velia moaned. She closed her eyes in the onslaught of the overwhelming heat. Her body felt like it was burning in the raging passion. Roaring. Boiling.

I shouldn't be doing it first thing in the morning but he always manages me to crave for him. Our lips moves in a perfect way, like they're meant to be joined. He's dominating me with every sense and I'm letting him to have me in any way he wants because it pleasures me more than him. He's the only man who can make me experience all those erotic yet romantic feelings which I read in romance fictions.