Romance Prompts Novels & Stories

, your desires, your fears, and your dreams. I promise to always strive to meet your needs, not out of obligation, but because it delights me to see you happy. I promise to be there for you when you need me, whenever you need me. I promise to nurture your goals and ambitions; to support you through misfortune, and to celebrate your triumphs. I promise to keep our lives exciting, adventurous, and full of passion. I promise to persevere when times get tough, knowing that any challenges we might face, we will conquer them together. I promise to treat you with compassion rather than fairness, because we are a team, now and for always. I promise to show you, every day, that I know exactly how luc

The ad underneath read: “Romantic Aquarium Escape — Couples Discount!” My heart slammed. Oh. No.

Trying to hold him closer. Trying to pull him tighter. “Tell me you won’t ice me out again.” He slides a hand between us. “Promise me I can have this sweet pussy anytime I want it.” His fingers brush against my clit. “Any time I need it.” “Yes,” I pant. “Tell me you’re mine, and I’ll make you come all over this cock.” “I’m yours, Roman .” My hips lift to meet his thrusts. “You can have me any way you want.”

“What happened to all of that swoon worthy dialogue about me moments ago?” He grinned. “Anything that can help us, I’ll do. Whether it be flirting or tearing someone to shreds.” She smiled up at him. “How romantic.” “I wasn’t aware you were looking for romance. I thought you were looking for your friend, or a way out, or both.” “I do want to find Winter. Everything else…that’s up for discussion.” Roman glanced at Glinda. “Do you hear that, Glin? It’s up for discussion.” Glinda chuckled. “I think the two of you are going to do just fine as mates.” With a wave of her hand, the door opened. “Be careful. The loft has a mind of its own. Sometimes it likes you, sometimes it doesn’t.”

James chuckled, "Alright, no more partying or public benders. You need to make a total change. Show you're taking it seriously. So no revolving door of flings and one-night stands…you need to get a girlfriend. Seemingly settle down." Luca frowned. "So you want me to sober up and you want to set me up? I'm not dating one of Emily's socialite friends. You're right but that last part isn't an option." James cleared his throat nervously, "I'm not offering one of Emily's friends. The friend is a matchmaker, a good one!" Luca gave him a skeptical look. "A matchmaker? What century am I in? I don't need a matchmaker. My problem is actually that I can't stop finding women."

She beamed at me from across the room, her cheeks flushed with enthusiasm. I took a deep breath, rolling my eyes at the sudden festivity. Valentine’s Day, a day to be reminded that romance could be a fairy tale for others but a tired story for me. The dream’s ghost whispered at the back of my mind, and I shoved it aside with a sigh. Emma pointed at the poster plastered near the bulletin board. It featured two clocks perfectly synchronized, below the tagline: The Perfect Lover. "Isn't it romantic?" Emma gushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “If I could, I wish... well, maybe someday I’ll find someone like that.” She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movi

I whispered noticing her wet eyes and her tremulous smile. "And I promise you that I’ll always be there when you feel lost, when you think you are alone and defeated, I’ll bring you out of the darkness, sweetheart. I promise that every day will be an adventure and that you’ll never get bored by my side, I want you happy and complete,” she murmured clearing her throat before saying something that surprised the rest except me "And sex! I promise you a lot of crazy, frenetic and sweaty sex whenever and wherever we want, and above all, I promise to love you and be faithful to you until my last day, Christopher Royce. There will never go a day without me telling you how important and wonderful yo

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

If Andrei's actually booked our wedding venue, that's some serious romantic points right there. “And Mark my words once this is over, I’ll make every dream you've ever dreamed, every fantasy you’ve ever fantasized, every desire you've ever desired, come true. Every. Single. One. " Holy hell, he's got me mesmerized. A deer in the headlights. The elevator doors are wide open, waiting for us to get our acts together. I'm still trying to decipher the secrets of the universe… or at least, the secrets of Andrei's ridiculously romantic promise. I mean, who says stuff like that?