Romance Novels With Estranged Couples Novels & Stories

Rebecca sighed and continued reading. Luciano made available to her a mansion named "The Villa" that was located on the outskirts of the city. She could live there while married to him and it would serve as a facade for their marriage, as Luciano established in that contract that he would have no relationship or bond with her. He would attend or stay at that house when he considered it necessary, but at no time would they sleep together or even be obliged to engage in conversation.

I was transported to a time when courtly romance and whispered promises held power. As the story unfolded, I became entangled in the web of forbidden love that consumed Isabella's heart. The enigmatic stranger, Lewis, with his smoldering gaze and mysterious past, ignited a fire within her that defied reason. Their encounters, filled with stolen glances and lingering touches, sent shivers down my spine and left me yearning for a connection as intense and profound as theirs.

In that stolen moment, their lips moving in synchrony, Eleanor and Arthur discovered an unexpected gentleness in each other. Their former enmity seemed to fade into the background, replaced by a tentative bridge of understanding. The kiss held the promise of a new beginning, a fragile connection that had the potential to blossom into something more profound. Just as their kiss was reaching its climactic moment, the door went open . They both startled, quickly pulling away from each other, their eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and mild panic. The momentary pause served as a reminder of the reality they were still tethered to, the world outside their vulnerable bubble.

His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.

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

I’m gripping Ken shoulders because too much pleasure . When we finished having sex immediately left Wence condo and start packing my back because I’m going to go out of country.

“Y-yes.” He scoffed. “Well, I’ll tell you… Asking you to be my fuck buddy was a mistake. From now on, that rule or whatever the fuck it is ends. That stupid rule was a mistake, something I said in the moment because I was high on sex. So, please, understand me…The rule has ended and there will be no sexual contact between us again. We will go back to our old rule and the reason why we got married. Additionally, after two years, we will get a divorce, and I will set you free.” My heart shattered into a million pieces.

Koko sat across from me, nursing a cappuccino, her sharp eyes studying my face like she could read every unspoken worry. “Eight months, Koko,” I said, stirring my oat milk latte even though it had gone lukewarm. “We’ve been married eight months and it feels like the fire just… disappeared. At night he comes to my bed—we sleep in separate rooms now by the way.” She gasped in shock. I chuckled in my head. If only Koko knew the extent to which my once can't keep hands off each other marriage had gone void of every chemistry. “He kisses my forehead like I’m some fragile porcelain doll, and then goes to sleep in the guest room, claiming he has work,” I continued. “No touching. No pulling me close

Roman shook his head, “You should go with her. I'll join you later.” What? We were just married, so shouldn't he be in this foreign place with me? And did she just call me Mrs Evercrest? For a moment there, I forgot I was married to an Evercrest. “You look shaken, Celeste. Do you need me to call you a doctor?” Mr Evercrest asked, sternly staring at me. I chuckled nervously. “Of course not. I'll see you later.” I walked away and followed the maid wherever she was walking. I was too shaken to even look back and see if Roman was still there.