Romance Men 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."

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!

Kristopher fired back. Both of them were arguing about who do the girls of NYC likes the most. "Well, let's just see in the news.." Kristopher opened the TV and the business news of them were playing, as he increased the volume, they heard the news reporters talking about both of them. "New York's most handsome eligible bachelors, Christian Valentino and Kristopher Black are taking their business to the bigger parts of the world.. recently they were seen in Russia for the group project of their upcoming hotel chains.." said the news reporter to which Kristopher just whistled and said, "Whew! They know a lot.."

said a deep lazy voice followed by a mischievous bawdy chuckle causing Rosalie to look up, blessing her eyes with the sight of two men, 6′4, trim built, jet black hair with one being longer than the other as he rocked a fashionably thick jet black beard, while the other one had short curly wet like hair as his beard was nicely trimmed and marked. They both had similar features, striking brown eyes, thick black eyebrows with a single slash on edge, thick full lips, defined sharp jawlines, and romanesque noses. Dazing at their appearance, they flashed a full grin in amusement causing her to swallow at the sight of their gorgeous eye-blinding teeth that made her heart skip a beat Such a perfect

“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.”

I have also loved someone, and I don't know if he will ever accept me or not! " Good for you, but I am not going to fall in love with anyone. Actually successful men are very hungry for sexual relationships, they don't value romantic relationships. Sometimes they are so cold as ice, you can't even understand what they want with no facial expressions... like they have facial paralysis. They are scary , rude, arrogant, inconsiderate, strict, have no feelings, no manners...they think girls will be impressed by their handsome face and muscular body__" All these words were said in a single breath.

“Look at them. LOOK. They’re flirting. They’re smitten. They’re... oh dear lord, Hale I think they cuddled... ” Hale stared. “I... I don’t... Roman doesn’t.. cuddle?” “Well he does NOW,” Jace grinned. Elena spotted the two men staring and raised an eyebrow. “Something wrong?” Jace shook his head dramatically. “No. Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Just admiring the view.” Roman shot him a warning glare. Jace did not stop. “Wow,” Jace said loudly, “did it get warmer or is that just the married couple glow?” Roman opened his mouth, to threaten him probably, but Elena slid her hand into Roman’s and tugged him gently forward.

If they missed something, they could just see it whenever they wanted to. Xander said, "I want to watch it. You all can choose whether to join us or not." The other three men understood him immediately. "Your wife wants to watch it?" Xander replied, "I want to accompany her." The three men said, "Tsk, tsk... Indeed, once a man, who's been single for too long, tastes romance, he'll be very attached to his woman." Xander called out, "Game!" The other three men were speechless.

I meet my brothers, they are somewhat comfortable around Arlette, and although they know my true feelings for her, they don’t try to burst her bubble of her thinking we aren’t anything more. “Hey, Little Miss,” Dante calls out sweetly, stealing her from me and hugging her tightly in his arms. When he releases her, Rafe takes over, hugging a little longer. “Let her go now, dudes, go get your own women,” I grunt out, pulling my woman to my side, giving them the evil side eye. Dante and Rafe share a knowing look and crack up laughing, grinning about something only they can understand. “Fine, Romeo, our hands are off your woman,” Rafe teases, throwing his hands sin the air, feigning resignation.

He was one of the most powerful men in existence. “Okay um…what do you want to know?” I asked. “How many men have you been with?” I nearly choked on my drink. “Um, just two and you’re one of them.” “Good, I like a woman who hasn’t been around.” Roman nodded. “How many women have you been with?” “At least twenty.” “Oh my,” I whispered. “But I did it for you. For my mate. I wanted to make sure that I was completely experienced for when I met you. I wanted to satisfy you in every single way. And I clearly did that last night, so fucking all those women was worth it.”