Romance Novel Title Novels & Stories

Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

She never thought she would lose her virginity, let alone fall in love or get married and here she already lost her V card to someone she least expected. "Jerk." She cursed him again and looked at her left side. Her eyes paused on the vase placed on the bedside table. Dry roses were placed in it. She frowned and got closer to the vase. Her pupils dilated once she realized these were the same flowers from that shop. The same flowers she bought for him back then. After all these years he still kept them just like she did. He had a Camellia tattoo on his neck too. Such a silly man.

My body arched to meet his, and with every thrust, something electric sparked under my skin. "Nathan," his name escaped my lips in a trembling whisper. I wasn't sure if I was begging him to slow down or go faster. Our breathing filled the room, mixing with soft moans and gasps. His scent surrounded me completely, and something deep inside me felt like it was breaking apart and reforming all at once. After what felt like forever, I noticed his movements becoming more urgent, more desperate. I could feel him growing tenser inside me. He groaned and trembled above me, lost in sensations I was only beginning to understand.

A familiar book for the ride back. Jeffrey leaned closer. “What are you reading?” I didn’t look up. “Philip’s Room by Raven Black.” He looked stunned. “No fucking way! For real?”

Tiffany scoffed so hard she almost choked. "If I was Deja? Oh baby, I'm haunting EVERYBODY. Ren wake up in cold sweats hearing 'you ain't sh*t' in the middle of the night. Dominique can't look in a mirror without seeing me standing behind her like 'still a homewrecker, huh?'" She flopped back down on the couch, shaking her head, completely disgusted. "And the author really sat there and wrote this like this was romantic or something? Girl this not tragic romance. This is character assassination."

Wife burned on my tongue, but it was all I could use in the moment to benefit myself. “The door needs a Myers family fingerprint or face scan to be opened.” …. {To all my sweetlings, thank you for reading with all your heart! Catch all the latest on I*: KaiKitto / author_KaiKitto}

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

“What’s your name?” “Noelle,” she said proudly. “Daddy brought me here for Christmas so Santa can finally find us.” Nyra blinked, then shot Sebastian a look. “You brought a child into my vacation town?” “This is not your town.” “Oh, sweetheart,” she said sweetly. “Everything is my town.” Sebastian leaned down. “Noelle, go inside. Hot chocolate. Extra marshmallows.” Noelle hesitated, eyes narrowing. “Don’t fight her.” Sebastian stiffened. “I won’t.”

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

I whispered the headline and hovered my finger over the screen, contemplating on if Ii should open the article. My heart was pounding by the second and with a deep breath, I tapped on it and it opened instantly. I swallowed and swiped up. The headline was the first thing I saw then a few words about the writer followed. I scrolled to the start of the article and started to read; Son of billionaire business man, Anthony Hogan and Heiress of the Hills Global Communication company were spotted having a romantic dinner date at a restaurant and the pair looked like the perfect couple. Sources say that the two rekindled while on a trip recently and they have been together ever since then. There ar