Romance Novels Cd Novels & Stories

“This isn’t about headlines for me. It never was.” She nodded once. Unsure. But she didn’t let go. --- Camille’s Apartment – That Evening Camille slammed her laptop shut as the conference ended. “They’re playing the love story card?” she snapped. Declan, lounging on her couch with a whiskey glass, didn’t flinch. “Let them. The public eats that up—until it bites back.” “You better have something better than edited video, Declan.” He smirked and slid an envelope across the table. Camille opened it—pages of internal documents, board meeting notes, and confidential memos.

The room was filled with the music of wedding hymns as she turned on a tiny portable CD player that she had taken to the puja room. Shall we proceed, Raj? she inquired. I nodded

she chirped, clicking play. As the story unfolded, with its sweeping landscapes and tense romantic dialogue, she felt herself being drawn in. Then came the first intimate scene. It was artfully shot, but raw and passionate. A slow, warm flush began to spread through her body, a familiar ache of arousal coiling deep in her belly.

Joan said with a smile. "we're friends now Joan, I'm honored to have you." "Thank you, Mrs. Dumas, for inviting us. We brought wine," Asher said handing her a bottle of 2012 Domaine de la Romanee-Conti "Ah! you brought the good stuff, you're not a cheapskate then. We might well become friends, and please call me Kathy. Come on the party's right this way." Kathy leads the couple into the front hall, then towards the front room, where they heard excited chatter coming from the room.

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

He tilted his head just a fraction, a hint of amusement edging into his tone. "Fantasy romance?" he mused. "You were never one for romance, Kat. You always stuck to adventure novels." Katherine inhaled slowly, exhaling through her nose, her grip on the book tightening slightly but Castiel managed to get hold of it once again. How he act like he still knew her more than she knew herself? "Twisted Demons?" Castiel said the title out loud as he glanced at the cover. "Doesn't look very promising, probably some generic toxic love story disguised as romance. You could do better."

I said as he returned to the table with the coffee and took his seat directly across from me. "Oh nothing, I just thought today might be a good day for us to enjoy each other and act out one of my fantasies." "Just what do you have in mind?" I said before taking a sip of the steaming brew. Without speaking, he slid another envelope from under his computer across the table. The outside of the envelope read, "My darling wife" I slid my finger along the flap, being careful not to damage it. Sliding the card out, I noted it had only the word love handwritten on it too. I lifted the cover to another perfectly printed note;

“I thought you knew.” His eyes softened. “Knew what?” “I was always yours.” For a moment, neither of us spoke. Then he kissed me. Slow. Tender. Certain. And somewhere through the haze of happiness, I found myself thinking— Maybe honeymoon rules could start a little early. _____ Julia- My fingers dug into the invitation. The expensive cardstock crumpled beneath my grip. The elegant rose-gold lettering seemed to burn itself into my brain. YOU ARE CORDIALLY INVITED

She smiled as she was excited walking just to see her boyfriend. But a moment, Loki was startled and her belongings fell on the ground. Loki quickly slapped the woman and said "Why are you flirting him? ". "Flirting him? What do you mean?" I've had him for a long time since 3yrs " confidently said by a woman. "3yrs?!" "Is that true, Jen?" Loki asked with a hoarse voice. Nao’s heard their arguments and quarrel at the department store. But he didn’t mind to get there because he didn’t want to get in trouble with her relationship issues.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that