Novel & Cerita Romance With A Twist Online

“Perhaps her depiction of the perfect romance will offer insight into figuring out who this person is.” Nikki grimaced when she heard the name Verna Ravenway. It was the name of a popular romance writer who had amassed a cult following online, but no one knew who she was. She sighed as she realized the two girls were probably not talking about her but about some ridiculous fantasy they had concocted due to the overconsumption of romance novels.

Instead, I lift my chin and let every ounce of fifteen years of hatred pour into my voice. “I would rather sell Laurent Luxe to the devil himself than marry you.” “You’re already doing both,” he replies smoothly. “The devil just happens to come with a very expensive ring and a penthouse on Fifth Avenue.” His date in the red gown is staring between us, confused and increasingly irritated. Xander doesn’t spare her a glance. He steps closer, invading my space the way he always does, like he has every right to consume everything around him.

She answered making me look at her, it sounded like she was starting to believe that this was something different. "Really?" I asked making her nod "I'd still be careful. I'm not about to tell you what you can and can't do but if you really think this is right then just trust your instinct. But be aware. This isn't some usual high school romance. This is Jason McCann" After about another 2 hours of finally finishing the awkward conversation about my encounters with Jason and then our attempts on studying but it turning in to a jam session of her attempting to twerk, it was now dark out and we were both drained.

The curly blonde-haired girl, on the other hand, was just confused as she sized me up with her eyes. My eyes were locked on the handsome Alpha prince, so sexy and domineering with his Alpha aura filling the air. He had that bad boy enticing appearance that most ladies would love and his dreamy hazel eyes cute, but right there, I knew he wasn't for me. His eyes were brimming with disgust and anger as they gawked at me even with my mate scent.

However, Chris had not made any moves in the few days they had been married, which made Paige on edge. Now, Chris’ revenge had begun. She could finally relax. Paige was ready to face anything Chris had in store for her. She had read her fair share of romance novels, so she knew a thing or two about how male protagonists could hurt female protagonists. Chris took his lover out in public and acted intimately with her to rub Paige’s face and insult her. It was one of a domineering CEO’s common tactics to get to his woman. However, Chris could only torment her body. He would never get to her mentally.

I couldn't refuse his advances as that was the little I could do to keep him from getting angrier than he already was. "You wanted the spice didn't you?" he asked teasingly. It was quite admirable the way he didn't let his smile get altered by anything that had just happened. He seemed to be a direct opposite of Troy who was almost like a loose cannon. His hands were holding me close to his body and I just couldn't resist. My hands came hungrily on his chest as that had been on my mind ever since. I felt like I was right where I was supposed to be at that point.

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I muttered, but my heart betrayed me with a little flutter at the sight of it. With everyone watching, I grabbed Roman’s hand and slid the ring onto his finger. The crowd roared with approval, and flashes from cameras went off like fireworks. Roman’s gaze was steady as he looked at me, the corner of his mouth twitching with what might have been a smirk. “Well done, Miss Winters. Very convincing.” I forced a smile, my mind spinning. Of course, this was all for the show. It was clever, really—playing up the romance to sell the illusion. And yet, my stomach twisted in a way I couldn’t quite explain.

“Oh. Oh no. You really have not had sex, have you?” “I already told you no!” I protested. “We have not,” Andre said curtly. “I see.” Roman sloshed his drink around in the glass. “Well then. Shall we return to discussing A Court of Thorns and Roses? I have opinions on the book’s views on feminism.” “Why would you think we had sex?” I asked. “Because of the wording of the contract,” Roman replied simply. “Joemar told me you discovered the loophole. And, to be quite frank, you and Andre have appeared quite fond of one-another since I returned today.”

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."