Novel & Cerita Romance Novels About Military

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

“Then show me.” Something snapped in his eyes. In an instant, he flipped me beneath him, his mouth crashing into mine with a hunger that sent heat curling low in my stomach. His hands explored, memorized, claimed. Tonight, we weren’t just lovers seeking comfort. We were soldiers finding solace before the war. — Later, much later, as the moon hung high in the sky, Damian stirred beside me. His fingers brushed over my bare shoulder, tracing my spine as if committing every inch of me to memory.

I pulled him toward me and crashed my mouth against his. It wasn't a soft kiss. It wasn't a movie kiss. It was messy, desperate, and full of all the anger and confusion we had been carrying since the day we became roommates. It tasted like salt and heat. It felt like a fight. Jax made a low sound in his throat: half a groan, half a growl and slammed me back against the tiled wall. The cold tile hit my back, but I didn't care because his body was warm, pressing against me, pinning me there. His hands moved from my arms to my waist, gripping me so hard I knew there would be marks tomorrow.

“Because this is only the beginning. The heat, the desire, the fire… it’s not ending anytime soon.” Her fingers threaded through his hair, pressing closer. “Then let’s burn together,” she said. “We will,” he said, voice low, deep, commanding, and intimate. “Together, always.” And in that heated cocoon of desire, tension, and longing, they finally let the world fall away, letting fire and intimacy carry them, pulse to pulse, shiver to shiver, knowing the story of their lives—and their bodies—was just beginning.

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The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

He glanced at the shelf, then back at her, one eyebrow raised to a height that should have been physically impossible. "I will admit... I'm surprised you chose that book." "Why?" she asked, voice barely above a whisper. "Most people would have grabbed the adventure novels. Or a romance novel. Maybe the one about southern coast cuisine. You grabbed six hundred pages of military campaigns and pack annihilation. That's very sexy and slightly terrifying." He grabbed her waist and threw her onto the bed. He was on top of her before she finished bouncing, one hand pinning her wrist, mouth finding hers in a kiss that tasted like laughter.

“Is that what you do?” “Sure do.” “Shut up,” she said, delighted at this tidbit of information. “What kind?” “Oh, military romance, all the way. Some romantic suspense, maybe the occasional paranormal romance.” She laughed aloud. “Vampires?” “Nope. Shifters. I’m very partial to wolves. Shape-shifting, growling wolves that move in packs.” “Shut up,” she said again. “OK, no. I’m totally lying. I’ve never read a racy romance in the whole of my life. But I had you going for a minute there, huh?”