Romance For Men Novels & Stories

The moment he caught sight of her, he yanked her into his arms, babbling senselessly. "Charlotte, I'm so glad you've come back to me at last, after all this time… I want to spend the rest of my life with you, making you happy… I swear you'll have nothing but the very best… that's why I've spent five years learning how to sweet-talk a woman, buy her gifts… I'm a good kisser, now! I'll be so good to you! I'll make you feel like the luckiest woman who ever lived! So, please… say you'll be mine, won't you? I really, really, really like you…"

The host then found an opportunity to ask a question. “Miss Williams, nowadays, women usually want their spouse to be handsome and wealthy, or at least well-off. However, you don’t have any requirements for the man’s financial status and only ask for his loyalty in the relationship. Is that not a bit arbitrary?” “No matter how handsome a man is, he will grow old eventually. As for money, no matter how rich a man is, if he has no feelings for you, he can always find an excuse to leave you with nothing at all.”

he muttered and walked out of the office leaving her alone. Hearing the slam of the door, Cassandra awaiting tears rolled down her cheek and she burst out in tears, her face pressed on her palms. This is something she has always avoided this year, this is the reason she hated men, their sweet words just to get a woman and once they have that woman's love, they end up weaving a web of lies in the relationship.

The grinding metal sound scraped against my nerves. My eyes widened. "My lady, I'm your husband… Shouldn't we be spending our wedding night together?" A snort of laughter came from the players' table. A muscular man named James Gibson shook his head and said, "Never seen someone this stupid. You walked right into it. The ghost bride needs a human sacrifice, sure. However, she also needs a husband. And any player who becomes her husband gets chopped into pieces. She hates men the most." I had just escaped one death trap and walked straight into another!

"We talked through a few things." "Let me give you a piece of romantic advice. I was thinking about it lying in bed last night." I lifted my hands. "Not sure I want to hear this." He gave me a look. "I've been happily married since-" "Jesus was a baby. I know." "Hush and listen, you moron. If you want to win over a woman, you have to use romance. It all starts with flowers." "Nope. Bad idea. I already tried that, and-"

The emotionless woman laughed sarcastically. "Do you think I need a husband? What for? For sex? I can have sex using my money! For child? I can also have it if I would like to have one!" "For love, Miss. You need a man who will love you, take care of you, will stay by your side no matter what the situation is, and a man who will make you feel that nothing is missing from you." Romana was stunned by Vincent's words but after she recovered, she let out a burst of laughter.

I stared at him gently and yet softly. “I owe you big time,” I said subtly. He looked at me while asking me why. “It’s because you make me feel fucking good, just like a woman should!” “Give me more of your goddamn pussy, boo!” he requested while I spread my legs wider. And wider! And wider! And wider! Just until my pussy dripped of water and I couldn’t take it any longer. Romance never had to be about sex; it was just about two souls, two hemispheres, who would come together to be one.

he said. "Just shut up Ryan!" "My only regret is I didn't get to kiss those rosy lips like I planned" he said. "I said shut up!" I yelled. "Have you ever touched her skin, it feels so soft and delicate and....." "Ryan!" I yelled as I dropped my towels and punched him and he fell on the bed. "Come on, don't tell me you haven't noticed how sexy our little Jasmine is" he said amidst laughter and I punched him again.

The Billionaire loves any man he can penetrate. “I'm a man and I'm meant for men. My body organism has changed for men. My feelings arise whenever I set my eyes on a handsome fair young man like you with curly hair and brownish eyes like yours. I love you and I want to have a taste of you baby"

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.