Romance Man Novels & Stories

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

And I have to pay my father a visit. “So is everything ok?” I asked, faking interest as Damien flashed me a sweet smile. Yes I called him Damien because we’re equals. “Yes,the ball is about to start fully, we’re going to dance I hope my beautiful lady knows her steps?” He asked as I contemplated on saying yes but thought otherwise. “No……I….I… wasn’t thought” I replied as he chuckled and pulled me to the dance floor. The soft music glided along with our steps as we danced gracefully. I could feel the angry stares of vampires and lustful looks from men but none of that is my problem.

If she could manipulate this powerful man, she would more than prove to her father that she wasn’t useless, that she was smart enough and resourceful enough, that she could be trusted. But could she do it if a mere look from this man made her knees weak with fear? If a pseudo-gentle touch made her heart pound and her breath ragged? Arriane lifted her gaze to the other man again. Her stomach tied in knots when her eyes locked with Roman’s. The Russian wasn’t unattractive. Far from it. He was ruggedly handsome, with his short, dark hair, straight nose, and his square jaw dusted with dark stubble. His name suited him: he reminded Arriane of the warriors of Ancient Rome. He was very fit, his sho

"What do you think you're doing?" The man who just arrived asked in horror, "What is it Ken, I was just having fun" Brandon grunted angrily, "With a pregnant woman?" "Does it matter, the madam is going to kill her anyways, what's the use of wasting such an ethereal beauty" Brandon praised looking at Adia's exposed legs lustfully, he just wanted to slam her here, right now. "Well she's off limits, go fuck somewhere else" ken said,

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

she asked lightly. “Yes.” “Romantic.” His gaze flicked up briefly. “Hold still.” He rolled her sleeve carefully. The graze ran along her upper arm, shallow but angry. “It’s nothing,” she said. “It’s not nothing.” His fingers were steady as he cleaned the wound. But his breathing wasn’t. She noticed. “You’re shaking,” she said quietly. “I’m not.” “You are.” He stopped moving. For one second. Then continued. “I don’t react well,” he said evenly, “when people I care about are shot.”

“That they’re boring as hell?” “I just enjoy true stories, no matter what the subject is.” “So do I,” I reply. “That’s why I like romance. Love is real.” He chuckles into his glass as though he finds that amusing. I glance at him. “What’s that supposed to mean?” “Rom-coms are about as far from real life as possible. I bet you’re also the type who reads trashy romance novels.” I stare at him blankly. I think I hate this man. “I do, actually... and if you really want to know, I’m watching Magic Mike XXL after this so I can watch gorgeous men take their clothes off.”

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

“What’s his name? “Damian Romano.” The only man I wanted to be with was the one person I couldn’t have and shouldn’t want to have. It was too soon to go on a date, but I didn’t know what else to do. I had to move on, and the sooner I did that, the easier this would be. Knowing Dante, he’d probably already started the progress. “He’s a good guy?” I wanted someone clean, someone who didn’t break the law or kill people. “Of course a perfect gentleman, the strong and silent type and you know he won’t pull any stunts because he wouldn’t cross your father. I don’t think he would even go through with this unless he was genuinely interested in you.”

Angelica shouted, her anger escalating. “Yeah. So what?” Collin replied defiantly. He didn’t care that what he said was a lie. He couldn’t stand it anymore and desperately wanted to divorce Angelica. Over and over again, he regretted his decision to marry her and leave Sophie, only to see her end up with another man. “You bastard!”