Romance Novel Man Novels & Stories

Looking at Theodore, I smile automatically, and I let my imagination remember how his blood tastes, which helps me calm down immediately. His head snaps towards me, and his expression shows me how he felt that awesome sensation the memory got streaming through me, and I flash him a broad grin, making him chuckle once again. The only young couple in the room is a woman with long hair, wild curls, and a pretty smile, paired with a man who looks like an absolute deadbeat. She interrupts the conversation between Theodore and his grandmother with the most sparkling smile I have seen in days. “Theodore. Oh my, you have to tell me everything about New York.”

I regretted ever having sex with her because now, I found it difficult to flush her out of my system or memory. I guess it worried me more because even after a whole month of having not laid my eyes on her, I craved her even more than I did before. Maybe she was a witch! Her unusual hair and eye colour, her guts towards me.... No other woman had ever dared to challenge me physically or by invading my thoughts and dreams uninvited. Not even Francesca. Bianca was definitely a witch. But she wasn't going to conquer me. I am Manuel Russo. Manuel Russo is not just any man that can be easily conquered by a woman. I just had to remain steadfast and refrain from seeing her. That was it! Once Frances

Like where the heck in the world would he drag a bride from? "Magnus, you are twenty-eight. Haven't you found your mate yet?" Selina's tone was hopeful that he somehow already did. After all, didn't wolves usually find their mate when they turn eighteen or twenty-one? Manu was way past that age. Manu stood up and walked towards the glass wall of his office. From there, he could see the dazzling city being illuminated by the moonlight above and by the city night lights below. The entire view from where he stood seemed like he was looking at a giant treasure box with its precious jewels shining brightly all over the place.

“I’m sorry, but it’s true. Men think wiggling their eyebrows at us or doing what you were doing is sexy, but really, it isn’t, especially when you’re dressed like that.” I shrug and slump on the bed next to her. “I just thought it was romantic, you know?” She leans over to the side of the bed and pulls out a romance book from under the pillow. “Use this. It’s the best manual for what girls really like.” I take the book and study the cover. A man is kissing the neck of a woman whose blouse is slightly off her shoulder. “Blah,” I say and toss the book to the side. I actually think I’ve read it before.

The man holds her tight; he does not want to release his kiss, for he wants to continue their romance in the office that is corrupted by the distraction of Ava's mind. Suddenly, the door opens. A man in shock appears in front of them, seeing their sweet romance. Who is he?

"11/09/2020, I married him, yes the man I loved so much, he knelt down and asked me to marry him even though I thought it was old fashioned I still said yes. We got married at a church and was attended by nobody.... Lol. His mother wasn't pleased with our Union but she did welcome me in, even though I didn't feel it. I stopped writing since I have the man of my dreams with me, I must say that he is so great in bed much more than Xander (Elsa's lover in my book), it's funny cause I haven't....." I quickly closed the book when I saw somebody approaching me. "What do you have there?" He asked, he looked exactly like Damon but nicer and he even smiled. "I have been looking at you from far and it

Suddenly, Maria's leg got numb from sitting down the floor. "Oops!" A man grabbed her arm because she almost fell off onto the cold tiles. "VICTOR!" she was amazed because of the man who helped her was Victor. Maria smiled at this. "Hi Maria Juliet. Are you okay?" The man asked and looked at the book she was holding, about romance books. "Yeah, I'm okay. Are you looking for a book too?" Maria asked here. "Ahh yup. Well, I will give you something!" The man was stunned and looked excited.

Or maybe he'd suddenly realised that accepting a marriage proposal from a stranger didn't exactly speak of a sane mind. But he'd started it first. Too late for regrets, buster. I stood up and offered my hand to him, smirking at his questioning gaze. “Come on now. Like all deals we need to shake hands. You're well enough to do that aren't you Roman?” I emphasized his first name challengingly. It sounded ironic coming from me, given how I'd refused his hand in my bedroom, but matters changed. Something flickered in his gaze that I couldn't understand, but then, his lips lifted into what I could only call a deep devastating smirk.

I went to them, my fingers tracing through different books, looking for one to pick. Preferably a romance novel. They were my favourites. Mia also enjoyed reading books I selected one, the cover promising a duke and a scandal, and hugged it to my chest like a treasure. It was like finding a piece of the real Jenna right here in this strange prison. I turned to leave, a real smile touching my lips for the first time in days. And I jumped, my heart leaping into my throat. A man stood in the doorway, blocking the light. He was tall and broad-shouldered."I didn't hear him walk in", I thought.