Romance Only Novels & Stories

Her breathing stopped for a second, he hummed in contentment feeling her closer to him. They stayed still for some time and he let out the word which she never expected from him. She first noticed the tenderness of his voice after hearing those words, which left a lasting impression on her. "I know you don't love me and probably never will, but my love for you is enough for me. I will never ask you to love me back. I just want your loyalty and no lies or betraying. I feel heaven in your arms right now. Once a person gets to heaven, he never wants to leave it, so I can't leave you too. I'm sorry. I may not be the guy girls fantasise about."

Yes I will Jude is not handsome in a classical way he has a broken nose he's pale he has obsidian hair but he has a body of a magic Mike dancer if you have seen one not big just lean enough to have the six pack my friend Carmen has a bit of a crush on him. But I like my man like I like my coffee dark." yes I will give you the money but on condition " I knew it there is never kindness with him " Okay " You will do anything for that guy " i swallow then nod " Good I want you to suck my cock for five minutes " my eyes almost fall out of their socket as the statements Shocks me to the core "I am not doing that " I will give you $5000 dollars " that shocks me again pulling me back from the door

I hope you know that. I love you, Roman

Her voice came out as a whine as she pouted her lips, staring at me with those doe eyes. “Yes I do.” “You do not.” “You’re going to talk about your weird enemies-to-lovers fantasy.” She pointed at me accusingly. “Because the chemistry is literally vibrating through the apartment.” “There is no chemistry.” I corrected, taking a sip of the tea. “There is rage.” “Yes.” “That is step one to every romance.” Oh for crying out loud. I stared at her flatly. “You consume too much romance content.” “You’re in denial.” I took a sip of tea instead of responding.

Every part of her. "Are you sure about this?" I asked again to confirm one last time and she nodded her head. My hands ran through her bare skin up to her bra which I undid and then her panties. We made love there and then, in that shabby motel. This time it was different from all the girls I've been with. It was pure passion and with both our hearts racing. Maybe it was the passion. Maybe it was the music. Maybe it was just us expressing our love for each other. That was not sex, that right there was love making.

• The emphasis of the novel is on the romance, which means that the concentration of sugar, fluff, and smut is higher than the concentration of mystery & adventure. • Lots of fluff. • Warning! Expect occasional explicit, kinky smut. (╹ڡ╹ ) Slightly spoiler-ish info below: • It is one-on-one pairing. MC is the bottom, ML is the top. No messy love triangles. No angst. • ML and MC don't have previous memory of each other from previous worlds so they are always falling in love anew.

“I haven’t even met him.” “Exactly!” she shouted. “That’s worse! Falling for someone you’ve never seen is peak disaster energy.” “I’m not falling for anyone.” “Good.” She pointed at me again. “Because emotional damage is expensive. And I know you. You fall for men with mystery, danger, and cheekbones sharp enough to stab you.” “I do not!” “You SO do.” Mira narrowed her eyes. “And this man sounds like he invented cheekbones.” I let out a breath and slung my bag over my shoulder. “I’ll be okay. I promise.”

His eyes flashed darkly for a moment. He then lifted his head again. His face was full of tenderness as he softly said, "Ana, there's nothing more important in this world than you. You haven't answered me yet. Will you be my girlfriend?" One hand held red roses, the other an extravagant and sparkling pink diamond necklace, like a dual guarantee representing love and future. This was beyond anything that was written in romance novels. The young ladies in the coffee shop were excited, their faces flushed. Seeing this, they couldn't help but cheer in low voices, "Say yes, say yes!"

And after a small pack on my lips he drives off. Sometimes i wonder if he's scared or something, scared of being too close to me.....we kiss and cuddle but that's it! But for me it's not enough! I want to be swept off my feet and burn down in desire by a real man, not this sweet pack thingy on the cheek or lips, it doesn't even make me feel anything!! But i don't want to break his heard by telling him that he needs to improve his romance skill, especially the kissing part!"

"Bring it on, vampire. I'm ready for anything." With a playful gleam in his eyes, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips once again, this time with a mix of tenderness and mischief. Our laughter dissolved into a passionate embrace. At that moment, surrounded by the aroma of breakfast cooking and the warmth of our connection, I realized that our love was not just about the serious moments or the battles we faced. It was also about finding joy and laughter in the simplest of moments, cherishing the lightheartedness that kept our spirits alive.