Romance X Novels & Stories

Despite the strong face I had put on, my heart pounded in her chest, and I could feel my face growing hot. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you are ignoring me right but I’m pretty sure you wouldn’t” Roman dared and as I looked up at him, he pushed Xander away and sat down beside me, "Hey, baby! You're looking more beautiful today” I tried looking away but he held my face, “Come on, sweetheart, don't be shy. I'm just complimenting you and we all know that indeed you look great." At this point, Xander, my supposed boyfriend, finally spoke sounding as scared as I was, "Back off, Ramon. We just want to eat our lunch in peace ”

She couldn't bring herself to look away from those captivating hazel eyes. "Common on dude. I thought you are romantic. Am disappointed" Xavier expressed pouting his lips. " Hey Lisa, if Alex ain't romantic, come to me darling. Romance is my second name" he added proudly. Lisa giggled and Xavier also laugh till he felt a deadly glare behind him. Without looking, he could tell it came from Alex. He smirked as an idea struck him. "Alex little man ain't bigger than mine. I can proudly say that mine has more strength and stamina than his" Xavier said annoying Alex more.

He was able to taste blood. The kiss wasn't as great, and that was saying a lot for someone with such low standards. He wasn't expecting sparks and fireworks, but this one was different. The man pushed his wet tongue down his throat with ferocity, like a muscular eel worming its way through the sand. It was sloppy, with a strong scent of alcohol.

“It’s just, you’re not his type. Trust me, if I couldn’t get him to date me and I’m basically the most gorgeous human being ever–” Elsa rolled her eyes. “Ugh, get over yourself, you narcissist.” “–Then I don’t think you ever had a chance, cutie,” Sebastian finished. His words caught my attention. “You were interested in Asher? Romantically?” “Yes,” he replied. “I mean, it’d have been weirder if I wasn’t.” He studied me a little more closely and I squirmed a little. He had a knowing look in his eyes as he went on, “Why? Do you have a problem with that?”

Maxine remarked. "However, I hate to break it to you, but you aren't in a romance movie. And if you were the protagonist in a novel, the author writing your love life is a total jerk. You should be mad at the author just for letting you fall in love with a guy who carries a massive responsibility like Xian." She explained that Xian was a vampire prince, whereas I was nothing more than a lowly werewolf. This wasn't about how sweet our love story started or how ready we were to fight for it.

After the meeting, Damien approached her near the elevator. "You're welcome," he said in a straightforward manner. "You got me into that room," she said, trying to mask her surprise. "I simply opened the door. You kept it open," he replied. There was a pause in the conversation. "You're being unusually kind for someone who kissed me in public and then disappeared," she said, a mix of hurt and curiosity shading her words. His expression remained unchanged. "We shared a contract, not a romance." Her chest tightened at his words. "Right. Of course," she said, her voice barely hiding the sting of his words.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities in mind, and I want you to join me.” He nodded, his voice full of affection. “Of course. Whatever you say, darling.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Victor’s arm was tightly wrapped around me. When I carefully tried to break free, something fell from his pocket and rolled onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a lipstick. It had a black shell with embossed gold edges, and it was a bright red that I was very familiar with. It was Summer’s favorite color. Countless people had asked her where she bought that color, but she just smiled and said it was h

For a heartbeat, I thought she would, but then her body loosened, and her mouth parted against mine, answering. That tiny surrender wrecked me. I deepened it, one hand sliding to the back of her neck, keeping her right there, tasting the heat I knew she’d give me if I just pushed hard enough. She made a sound of half protest, half need and it was the sweetest fucking sound I’d ever heard. When I finally pulled back, she was breathless, staring at me like I’d just ripped the ground out from under her. Her lips were red, swollen. Her chest was rising fast.

Xandros replied him then Raphael left to his quarters to rest for the night, as he opened the door to leave, it was Xavier and Liliana kissing and cuddling “You're welcome sir, ma'am" Raphael said as he smiled and excused himself from that scene “Woah, woah! Eww" Xandros said to his parents, seeing their undeniable display of affection “Don't bother us, son! We just had a blast tonight, we had fun and watched a romantic movie at the cinema" Xavier said as he held his wife's hips as they moved upstairs, then he asked Xandros “Where is Xyla? I haven't seen her for some hours"

“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.”