Romance Novels With Nerdy Heroes Novels & Stories

So apparently this place is half warcamp, half bitchy high school. Just lovely. “Oh, come on, Maria.” “Girl, the sexual tension is ridiculous.” That high voice giggles slightly. “We'll have to wait till the full moon.” An exaggerated sigh. “But I'm sure he is my mate.” The word echoes in my head… Mate. Of course, he has one. Of course. Fucking typical. Everyone gets one, and I don't. And I should not be angry about it. But fuck it, I am. I deserve one too. Preferably a tall, sexy, muscular, morally grey man with a tattoo.

“I figured you’d get bored in here. Hospital TV is tragic, trust me.” I laughed, wincing a little as the movement pulled at my stomach. “You really thought I’d be in the mood for cheesy romance after nearly passing out in public?” “You love cheesy romance,” she pointed out, completely unbothered. I couldn’t help but argue with that, so I settled into the pillows, the book in hand. We laughed at some of the ridiculous lines together, the way the male lead was 'mysterious yet deeply broken' and the heroine 'didn’t know how beautiful she was.' It was all so painfully cliché, but exactly what I needed.

The night just fell making the whole room turned darker as Damon already broke the lamps but the moans of pleasure and growls of satisfaction filled the darkroom with only the proof of a big bad alpha. Damon knight claiming his only precious possession as his. But not as a possession but as his love. His first and last love. Damon fell on her sweaty body as they both ride their pleasure and came to an end. His face was dug deep inside her crook. The effect of drug turned off and his body started to get tired. But his heart still wanted to have her again and again. Moving away he stared at her face as her breathing was calmer than before. She opened her tired eyes and stared in his dark gaze

he calls out, his tone a mixture of amusement and something more sly. I stop. Turn. He’s smirking like he thinks he’s already got me. “Hey,” he says, like we’re old friends. “I remember you.” I hug my books tighter to my chest. “From the fight?” I ask, even though I already know the answer. He doesn’t deny it. Steps closer. Too close. I glance around, but the hallway’s annoyingly empty. Just my luck. “You're that little nerd girl Ronan’s tried to protect, right?” He sniffs. Literally. Leans in and sniffs me like I’m fresh laundry. “You're human,” he adds, eyes narrowing like I’m a puzzle he’s just cracked.

“Doesn’t matter. But Lena’s different—she’s a nerd, right? A super hot nerd, but still a total nerd all the same. So…” “So what the fuck do nerds like?” I scratched the back of my head, swearing under my breath. I wasn’t good at this romance shit. It felt foreign and hard, my mind racing through her colour-coded notes, the books, how way she reorganised my shelves, muttering about reports and deadlines and whatever the fuck. “Great question. Have fun figuring that one out on your own.” I started to walk away. “Sure. Thanks for the half-assed advice, man.”

Wrong (Bad Boy Billionaires #3) *BLURB* Henry Cavendish was my ideal man. He's a compassionate lover and definitely husband material. Almost everything about him was right. However, Adam Cavendish was stirring up my hormones. He's an ultimate womanizer, an expert kisser, and heck, he was my boss! So everything about him was wrong. I was suddenly torn between two hot lovers. There shouldn’t be a choice. Sharing is a great sin, but I wanted them both.

Then, it just froze and asked Ernesta back, “Weird how?” “Don't you think it's kind of illogical?” After checking its system data, 001 came up with an answer, “Did you forget, master? This is a romance novel world, and romance novels don't need to make too much sense. All the stuff that happens is just meant to make the main characters fall in love.” Ernesta had never read a romance novel, so she didn't get it. But she had a completely different explanation than 001.

“Treason, Nana. Treason." “It does not matter. We need to find where I belong or what I am.” She goes on again, rambling. I wish I could exchange her for a more understanding wolf. Pushing my hair to the back of my ear, I flip the page of the new book and read through each line. I roll my eyes and scoff. Romance. How can a character’s first interest be about a man? Doesn’t she love coins? Food? Fashion, or even education? Why must it be a man?

Lucifer Alpha's Slave is a Dark romance novel intended for adults readers only. This book has a villainous heroes, enemies to lovers, angst, and explicit/ intense/ kinky-forced situations. If you're looking for a sweet romance, then this book is NOT for you. *********************** Exempt from the story ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You should have knelt down when I asked you to. You shouldn't have challenged me but you did. Now, you will see my warth." "I am begging you, stop this." she tried again, maybe he will change his mind. It wasn't her fault she couldn't bow down to him. She just can't.

Guess am already getting used to it. "You looked tired so I decided to let you rest for today." He states. "Instead we will do something a little bit different." Something different. "Like what." I ask, my voice laced with curiosity. We are going to do something new, omg I can't wait. "Am gonna go shower." He ruffles my hair then head for the stairs. (Just so you know, this is not like normal love stories, its going to be more like a girly novel. But there's still a mix of romance. Forever love yal. ADIOS.)