Romance Nora Roberts Novels & Stories

She even got listed as the VIP guest there. In ten minutes, she got into her room and lay down on the bed leisurely, waiting for Rodney to arrive. It had been so long since she got laid with a man, so this time she was determined to seduce Rodney again to spend some good time with her. "He did me so good last time. Aaahhh... too bad Kathleen knew about it. Or else we could just do it until he's married to that cow. No attachment. That's just the kind of relationship that I wanted. But then Kathy just ruined it and broke up with him. Now he just irritated me, asking me to marry him instead. As if I wouldn't know that he was just after the Campbell's money..." Nora mumbled to herself while sta

Just two girl friends who hadn’t seen each other in a long time, I said. As soon as I got Nora in another room, I pressed the question. “Who is that? And you are not with Peter anymore? You guys have been together for almost a decade! How come I don’t know about this” Nora rolled her eyes and grinned. With a sense of mischief, she replied. “A long-term romantic relationship is hardly romantic, my dear. I thought it would be like one of those fairytales filled with love where we are happy forever after, too. But that is hardly the case.”

Her eyes widened, a flash of genuine guilt crossing her face, but she recovered with a speed that left Ethan breathless. “The rumors of a separation,” Nora said, her tone dismissive, “are simply that. Rumors. Ethan and I are completely fine. In fact...” he could see the wheels turning in her head, and she got the look in her eyes when she’d just thought of something brilliant. “With our anniversary just around the corner, we have something special planned. We’ve decided to go back to the prologue of our story—back to where the plot of our love was first written.”

The night felt really heavy. The rain had stopped,. I could still smell it in the air. It was cool and fresh. It came into my room through the little space I had left open by the balcony door. I stood there looking at the garden below me. The roses looked almost black in the moonlight. Everything outside seemed calm. Inside me everything was moving. I put my arms around myself not because I was cold. Because my thoughts were too loud. A lot of things had changed. Loving him meant living with things that were not always clear. It meant knowing that peace would never last forever.

So I lowered my camera, and watched her from a distance- but close enough to hear them. “Okay, what’s going on here?” Nora disrupted their moments and by them, I mean jordan and Cassidy. Even though Nora was angry, she tried not to show it and held herself high. Those qualities are nothing but graceful to my eyes. And if not that I have my eyes on Cassidy already, I would downright let myself fall head over heels for Nora. “What do you mean what’s going on here? Your eyes are tinted or what?” Cassidy scoffed and worked on her manicured nails, while raising her legs up and crossing it over the desk.

Clara finally released her hand. Nora stood in front of the door for a few seconds. The sounds coming from inside the room made her heart beat faster. Without realizing it, her hand tightened around the cane. The moment she looked through the gap in the door, her body froze. Javier was there. Entangled with another woman, both of them naked, with a face she had not forgotten since the first time they met. Before the accident took away her sight. Catherine Beaumont. Moans mingled with the rhythm of their movements as they gave in to their desire for each other. That bed was where Nora had trusted Javier for years. The same place where the man had held her every night, telling her that Nora wa

"They really treat you that badly?" "Worse," Nora muttered, looking down at her hands. But she quickly shook her head, forcing the sad look away. "Anyway, I am not going to ruin a good day by complaining about the Alphas. Besides languages, what else do you do for fun?" "I read," Clara answered, gesturing toward the massive shelves lining the walls. "A lot. Mostly dark romance and mafia thrillers. Anything with a ton of drama and people making terrible decisions." "Shut up," Nora laughed loudly, clapping her hands together. "Are you serious? That is literally my favorite genre! I write short stories sometimes, and they are always packed with completely unhinged mafia bosses and crazy plot tw

I rode his face harder, grinding shamelessly, my juices smearing across his chin and cheeks. Nora got down from the bed and took off her pajamas shorts before returning back to the bed. She crawled up his body until she was right behind me. “You’ve had your fun, Roxy,” she whispered in my ear, she reached out, gripping my waist. “My turn.” I rolled my hips over Christian's tongue one more time before sliding off him. Christian took the opportunity to catch his breath. “Untie me this instant.” He demanded. “Nope.” Nora replied, she didn't waste much time immediately taking my place on our Daddy's face.

I read the first line and set it back down, I left the food untouched, I crossed to the bar instead. I poured myself a glass of whiskey, it burned less than it usually did. I carried the glass toward the window, outside, the sky beyond the grounds had started to turn gold. The fountain near the gardens reflected the last of the sunlight. I rested one hand against the glass. I knew Nora had spent five years in London. I knew she had returned with Beaumont under her control. I knew she had taken Andrade before I realized she was even bidding. I knew Alexander Ashton had met her when she was carrying twins.

And now she was practically throwing herself at Dominic right in front of everyone. My father’s jaw was tight. “This is neither the time nor place—” “Oh, I think it’s the perfect time,” Nora interrupted, moving even closer to Dominic. Her voice took on a flirtatious tone that made my skin crawl. “After all, when does a woman get the chance to meet such a distinguished Alpha?” “Nora, that’s enough,” I said firmly. Again, she ignored me. “Alpha Dominic, I was wondering if you might be interested in getting to know some of us better. Personally, I mean.”