Romance Light Novels & Stories

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

He awkwardly placed the macarons back in the box and softly muttered, "You always say the opposite when you're mad, and I know it was just your anger talking. You wanted me to come." I couldn't help but laugh at his smug expression. He was always so sure he could patch things up with a few soft words after belatedly noticing my pain, but little did he know that some chances wouldn't come back once they were missed. So, I took the macarons from him and, under his expectant gaze, dropped them all over the floor. "I mean it this time, and I'm calling it quits. Let's get a divorce." His calm cracked as he kicked the shoe cabinet hard in fury. "Why? Is it just because I didn't drive you home, bec

A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night. A shrill voice announced, "The time has come. Let the bride enter!" A black carriage, lavishly decorated yet unsettling, rolled in slowly. The door opened, and a bride in a blood-stained wedding dress stepped out gracefully. "Where's my groom?" George hurried over, waving for the puppets to drag me away. He pointed at the players seated at a long table. "My lady, please take a look. Which one do you favor?" The bride lifted her veil. Blood slid down her face like melting wax. Her crimson eyes swept across the crowd. "I'm not satisfied with any of them. Not a single one looks pleasing."

She didn’t like the way her thoughts were going, but they wouldn’t stop. Let’s face it, it’s got all the classic ingredients of a holiday fling. Exotic setting, two adults who fancy each other, and opportunity. And what happens to holiday romances once you get on the plane ? The knock at the door sounded like bombs dropping. ‘Who is it?’ ‘Guy.’ She walked on eggshells to the door. He was all fresh, showered and smelling of shaving things. He wore a white polo shirt that made him look like an advertisement for suntan lotion.

TW: This book is provocative. It is categorized as DARK ROMANCE for a reason. It will not be for everyone. If you are a reader with certain triggers or sensitivities common to the dark romance genre then know that this book contains: a very dirty talker hero, sexual degradation, dubcon, rough play, and s&m themes. ♕—Delilah Lorenzo pulled away breathing heavily, a raindrop slid down my face and into my parted lips. Being in Lorenzo's arms and not feeling any fear was terrifying because it felt so good. I can't deny the fact that I had never felt safer than I do in his arms.

Am I the first girl who he brought him here? My goodness, Cyanlle! Stop thinking that, you're ruining your mood. My mind says. It's lavishly decorated and combined with the low lighting. They are very often romantic. They even have a fresh flowers, some artwork in walls, candlelight, classical music, and linen tablecloths and napkins.

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

I want my Luna to feel comfortable and know that I've got her interest at heart. The room is dark now, with only but one fancy, four coloured lighting effect giving directions. An ambience perfect to release from the inside the perfect atmosphere for a good and romantic fuck. I can't wait to undress my mate. I know I don't want to take it all tough and hard on Angela, but to make her feel and enjoy every pleasure I'm going to make her feel.

I immediately shook my head, "No! I swear there isn't. I may or may not have made an idiot out of myself LITERALLY every time I've been around him. And anyway, he can be super irritating!" Maddie stared into the phone for a minute, a smirk on her face as if she didn't believe a word I just said. "I'm serious, Mads," I added. She smiled. "Fine fine. All I'm saying is the entire time you were talking about him you had a smile on your face. Plus, everyone knows there's a fine line between love and hate; some of the best literature romances stem from a little bit of tension." I shook my head, "Alright but this isn't a book romance, it's real life. And stop looking at me like that. I can't go the