Novel & Cerita Romance In London

Olivia We stood there for several minutes, watching boats pass and lights dance on the water. Other couples strolled by, some arm in arm, others holding hands. To any observer, we probably looked like just another pair of tourists enjoying a romantic evening in London. The thought should have felt false. Instead, it felt dangerously close to reality. "Cold?" Alexander asked, feeling me shiver. "A little." "Let's head back. We can order dessert from room service. I know you didn't get enough food at the pub because you were too busy plotting Sophie's demise."

The quiet hum of early morning London was a balm to Isabella Hart's frayed nerves. Far removed from the cold austerity of the Cornwall Retreat, her apartment felt like the last place on earth that still belonged to her. Books lined every wall, their spines softened by use, and the scent of ground coffee and lavender lingered in the air. Familiar. Grounded.

I looked at him with a snort, I grabbed his cheek and pinched it so he moaned. "I knew it, you're going to do that to my cheek!" He said annoyed and rubbed his cheek. I burst out laughing and rolled over on his bed. "What about you, how are you?" I stopped at his question. "Tsk, you're still asking questions! It's boring too, can you believe we had a date at the library--" I didn't finish what I was going to say when he said something. "That's a good library, isn't it, I want to try it there but boys are so stagey, like girls, they prefer it in bed! By the way, what did you two do in there?"

It pleased her that Joan was out having fun, she just wished it wasn't with Asher. She wondered what she was thinking matching them together. She'd practically forced Joan to go on a date with Asher. Even if it was to protect her family legacy she loathes the moment she suggested a marriage of convenience to Joan. Francesca did not want to stay at home bored all weekend, so she decided to visit her boyfriend. Jackson lived quite close to her in NoHo, it was how they met. Jackson had seen her matchmaker's advertisement, and had booked a session with her for Asher, he recognized her from the neighborhood.

Roxanne wondered why Lancelot was so quiet, but said nothing about it. After the five hour flight, they finally arrived in London. Roxanne was taken aback by the structure of the building, the roads and everything about the city. It seemed so...orderly. A strong contrast to the traffic in Manhattan. She also took note of the Dankworth name on the number plate of the car. At that moment, she stole a glance at Lancelot who was nodding to something Peter had said. Exactly how wealthy was he?

We were ready to face whatever the future held, knowing that our love would always guide us through the darkest of times. *** In the evening, Jonathan surprised me with a romantic candlelit dinner in the garden of his home. Soft music played in the background, creating an ambience of tranquillity and love. As we sat at the table adorned with flickering candles and a bouquet of fragrant roses, I admire the effort he had put into making this evening special. The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting a gentle glow on our faces. “You truly know how to sweep a girl off her feet, Jonathan.” I praised him, a smile playing on my lips.

“I expected you to arrive later in the evening.” “I managed to talk Javier into buying me lunch,” London said, pulling down her skimpy sweater. The jeans she was wearing were far too tight, but her slender body had an aggressively sensual sway as she sauntered to the door. “See you, Javier,” she said, waving as she departed. Javier leaned back against his desk, eyeing his secretary with curiosity. “It is a pity truly that all our talents are not as easy to handle as London.” “Yet you manage to handle most of them,” answered Ella pointedly.

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

She burst into the room a few minutes later, her eyes shining with the fervor of a wedding planner. “OH. MY. GOD!” she shrieked, making Ben Carter jump and spill coffee on his pristine spreadsheet printout. “You’re finally doing it! A romantic European getaway! I knew all that boardroom tension was just unresolved romantic tension! Prague! The city of love and gothic architecture! It’s perfect!” Before Jack or Catherine could correct her, she had already pulled out her phone, her thumbs flying across the screen.

she replied, biting down on her lip dramatically. I rolled my eyes but couldn’t stop smiling. “You’re crazy.” “And you’re boring,” she fired back instantly. The ride into the city was beautiful. London unfolded in soft gray skies and elegant architecture. Red double-decker buses rolled past like something out of a movie. Black cabs. People in long coats walking briskly like they all had somewhere important to be. We dropped our bags at the hotel and refused to waste daylight. “Tour first. Sleep later,” Layla declared. So we wandered.