Romance Nocel Novels & Stories

Noel’s gaze finds my with his intense focus. Stepping closer to me, he takes one of my hands in his. “Cara, my precious mate, I know you do not feel the bond with me, as I do for you,” Noel says. “But I hope with the entirety of my heart that you will still allow me to pursue you. You might have been hurt before, but I will never hurt you. We will move slowly, and over time, I will come to earn your affections the way of the wolfless. Will you allow me?”

Without hesitation, Lucas caressed them with the tip of his tongue. Velia's body shivered. Her eyes opened momentarily, only to close again. Lucas's kiss made her helpless. Lucas kissed Velia with a touch she had never imagined before. It was something Velia had not expected. If the previous night Lucas seemed rough in his advances, it was different now. Lucas's nibbles felt enchanting. They swayed like a cool breeze symphony in the evening, providing a soothing tranquility to her heart. Even when his lips nibbled on Velia's lower lip, Lucas created a rhythm that was truly intoxicating. It was like a dance of two lovers immersed in longing, giving release for every missed moment.

The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app. And so, I decided let things go. I looked at him and said: "Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee," he looked at me, puzzled. "Your Highness. There is no hiding." I took a deep breath. "I'm in love you, too," I said. And there was silence. He just looked at me, face unreadable except for what seemed like shock. "Um…hello?" I asked, waving my hands before his face. "Hey, are you o–" And just like that, I found myself kissing the prince.

She even called security to throw me out. At that moment, the ballroom doors swung open. A woman strode inside. Her voice echoed through the hall. "Who said the wedding is canceled?" Then her eyes found me. "Luke, I'm sorry. I'm late."

“Is this like a game to you?” “This isn’t a game, Noelle!” Marcus countered, his voice rising. “This is about survival, loyalty. You are risking everything we’ve built for a fleeting romance.” Noelle stood up abruptly, the tension in the air nearly palpable. “I’m tired of hearing about loyalty and honor! All I want is to be with Silas! I need space to think!” With that, she stormed out of the dining room, her heart hammering with anger and sadness. The cool evening air hit her as she stepped outside, heading toward the poolside. The water shimmered under the moonlight, a serene contrast to the turmoil in her heart. Noelle paced along the edge, letting the calmness of the water wash over her

"Nico, your dream is my dream. I'll always have your back." "Nico, you're the only one I'll ever love." It turned out that every single word had been a lie. I raised a hand to my cheek and realized that somewhere along the way, I had started crying. My face was already wet with tears. Just then, my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a text from Noelle. "Nico, I'm so sorry. But I really do love him. Growing up, no one was ever better to me than you. You always let me have anything I wanted. So just this once, I'm begging you, please let us be together, okay?"

Jennifer Koch, my childhood friend, has spent years helping me "test" my boyfriend, Tyler Sloan, to see if he's someone worth being with. When she sends a message in our group chat saying that she wants a beach vacation, her boyfriend immediately books first-class flight tickets for the two of them. Meanwhile, I wait up, checking my phone constantly. The clock strikes midnight before Tyler's reply comes in. "I'm busy." On Valentine's Day, Jennifer is showered with gifts and flowers. What I get is a lecture from Tyler. "Can you not be so childish? Who cares about these frivolous things?" Every time, I hold back my tears and try to excuse his behavior for him. "He's just not a very sentime

I felt a sudden, sharp pang of regret. Celeste watched us, her eyes moving between us like she was reading a script. She sighed dramatically. “Oh, you both are doomed.” “Please stop enjoying this,” I muttered. “I can’t help it. The chemistry is unbearable. It's like a gas leak.” Voss looked genuinely weary. “Celeste.” “Fine,” she said, lifting her hands. “Business. The board dinner is next week.” “I already declined.” “They declined your decline.” I blinked, momentarily distracted. “That’s a thing? You can just... say no to a 'no'?”

Joey’s hands felt heavenly Nancy thought as she melted beneath his caress. “I could get used to this” she thought as she involuntarily spread her thighs a little, hoping he’d move his attention to other parts of her anatomy. Joey noticed his mothers legs part ever so slightly. “Ahah, I’ve got you now, just a matter of time.” He though to himself. “Are you ready to apologise now?” Joey asked. “Mmmm, huh? What?” Nancy muttered as her sons voice brought her back to the here and now. “I said, are you ready to apologise now?”

Nico gives me a look that under normal circumstances would make most grown men reconsider their life choices. I am immune. I have thirty one years of immunity built up. "I'm just saying," I continue, because apparently I cannot help myself, "for a guy who claims he doesn't 'do' romance, you sure picked someone terrifying to not-romance. She looks like she eats hearts for breakfast and uses the bones as toothpicks." "She's not that bad." "Nico. She just told Dante to get out of her way in a hospital. To Dante. The man people generally do not 'get out of the way' to."