Romance War Novels & Stories

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Even years of thinking you're alone when you're loved. The Romano family war was over. Love won.

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

She tiptoe onto her toes to reach for his sweet lips, the fervent kiss filled with passion and unwavering faithfulness that tasted of forever. Damien looked into her eyes lovingly not promising just there. Without using words to seal his companionship and love for Cinthye but offering his presence to her. Many lives were changed and lost because of this war. Despite everything Cinthye is in his arms along with their babies and that's the most important possession he has. His beloved little actress. His runaway brat Cinthye Cator-Voss.

The weight of his touch alone made her tremble. “Marriage is war,” he said. “And you, my bride, are the first woman to make me want to lose.” She hated that her heart skipped. “You think this is a game,” she spat. “A war you can win with your mouth and your hands.” Dante leaned in, lips grazing her ear. “No, cara mia. I win with everything.” And then he kissed her.

When they collapsed against each other, sweat-slicked and breathless, she traced lazy circles along his spine. He lay beside her, head resting against her chest. “I don’t know how this ends, but if there’s a future beyond blood then, Cara mia, I want it with you.” She smiled, tears prickling behind her lashes. “Then we fight for it. Together.” Outside, the wind rustled the broken roses. Inside, they found shelter not just in each other’s arms, but in the rare, quiet truth: that love, in the middle of war, is its own kind of rebellion.

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How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

“In the end. Juliet takes potion that makes it look like she’s dead, so she doesn’t have to marry someone else. Romeo believes her dead and kills himself. She wakes, finds him dead, and kills herself too.” “Fucking hell,” Reid’s eyebrows lifted. “And that’s the world’s greatest romance that everyone raves about?” Jasper laughed. The lights dimmed, and the noise around them changed pitch, everyone’s eyes focusing on the new ring that had been prepared. “Are you ready?” Someone announced over the speakers. “Yes!” The crowd called back. “I can’t hear you?” “Yes!” was screamed. Jasper laughed; the sound hidden amongst the scream. “Then let us begin!”

Winter Kingdom Cassian After that kiss I can't get her out of my head. What the hell! I've never been like this for any woman, I'm looking like a fool in love, something I'm not, even more so being a married man and having two kingdoms to rule. A romance with another woman being a queen and of the kingdom where there had already been disagreements, would be a headache where they were summed up: in war, death, destruction and losses! That was out of the question, I will not be remembered for a war where they only brought misery to my kingdom. A king who put his people to war over a woman! By doing this I would be being worse than Arthur.