Romance X Novels & Stories

he whispered to her ears, and the next second, Celeste back had already hit the bed. .. .. .. Celeste sat on top of the bed, with the sheets around her chest as she watched Moreau leaving the cottage. That's how it happens, loveless sex, and then boom. All Moreau does is have sex with her and the next minute he gone, she is nothing but a sex slave to him, upon all the affection she shows him, he treats her like trash, they've never even kissed before, he only slams into her hard, cause Moreau loves hardcore sex, thankfully she's a vampire, she heals on time, after the tedious sessions of never ending sex.

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 confirmed. “Let’s take a break and stretch our legs,” he said, pulling over to the side of the road. “Right here?” I asked, looking at him in confusion. “Yes, why? What’s wrong with here?” he asked. “It’s in the middle of nowhere,” I said. “Oh no, baby. It’s not” he said, as he walked into the forest that was beside us. “Xander? Where are you going?” I asked. However, he didn’t answer my question, all he did was turn around and smile, as he walked out of my view. In a few minutes, he returned holding a bunch of red roses in his hands. “Roses?” I said, a smile on my face as I filled with happiness. “Yes, my love. Only for you” he said. “Thank you, Xander. I love you so much” I said, takin

I didn’t notice it on the first glance, but there is a bucket of ice with champagne and some chocolate covered strawberries on the coffee table in front of us as well. “I had a little help from some of the omegas, but I did arrange everything.” Xander shrugs and a light, pleased blush brightens his cheeks. “You know, we do hard, fast, and rough really, really well.” He drags out the second “really” to emphasize his point. “But, I don’t know that we’ve ever really done romantic. I wanted to try something a little different. I wanted to show my mates how thankful I am that I have them.” Well, now I just want to kiss him silly. The man is perfect. I mean, really? Who does this shit in r

“Even though you have short legs and small hands.” “Thank you.” I said blushing, while he picked me up and took me to the nearest mirror. Now it is more natural for me to look at myself in a mirror, and even more so when the person behind me is Dr. Mark. “You look so beautiful.” He repeats once again in my ears. Now he licks this one a little, while I hold my hands on his hips, while I turn around, leaving my reflection behind. This time I kiss him, placing my hands on his chin while he lets me touch him. So my tongue and his come together as one. I don't believe in fairy tales, but I feel like a princess and he is a prince who loves me, and he tells me how beautiful I am. I feel like we are

Paige questioned, "Why aren’t you saying anything? Is it because the woman who admired you is now with someone else, and you're feeling uneasy? Isn't that how it's portrayed in TV dramas? When a woman pursues you relentlessly, you find it annoying. When she finally turns to someone else, you feel uncomfortable. "In reality, you've long grown accustomed to her pursuit, unwittingly falling in love with her. It's just that you never realize your feelings until she's gone. This is a classic case of not appreciating what you have until it's lost." "This is why it’s best you avoid those cheesy romance dramas," Chris casually remarked. "They lack substance and only lead to overthinking. Whatnots wi

she tried to keep her sanity at bay but his enchanting scent and that expensive cologne sprinkled on his leather jacket turned all her attempts in vain. While Grace was having an inner battle with her tempestuous emotions, Xavier was having the best time of his life. Moaning shamelessly against her mouth, he slid her seat backward to make space for himself. Without breaking the kiss, he got inside the car and hovered over her. Drowned in lust, he was busy feasting on her cotton lips when his teeth pierced her lower lip. Grace winced in pain and quickly grabbed his shoulder blades but instead of pushing him away, she angled her head to give him a better access. Xavier grazed her lower lip wit

He, too, has realized we should have prepared for this. “I guess you could say that,” I say, my voice light, playing along. “The Del Valle men certainly have a way about them,” Lauren muses. “The first time I met Xavier was equally explosive.” Xavier, much to my amusement, goes slightly pink at that. “There’s no need to go into that here,” he grumbles, his deep voice making the words sound even gruffer. Then, turning to Armani, he adds, “This all sounds very…romantic, I suppose.” The word romantic comes out awkwardly, like he’s testing a foreign language. “But you must admit—it’s a little out of character for you, Brother. So, I want to know—” His blue eyes narrow slightly. “—what’s this rea

’ His eyebrows shot up in query. She nodded, a soft smile playing on her lips. ‘I want romance. I want you to make love to me - ’ she saw his frown ‘I don’t want sex. If we are to make a baby this evening, it has to be a beautiful moment, one we can share. One I can remember as romantic.’ ‘You’ll have romance,’ he assured her before dragging himself away from her. Slamming the shower door, he switched on the water. To his utter disgust it came out cold, in short bursts. The groans that came from the pipes only echoed in his brain that he needed to sort this problem out too. All at once there seemed to be too many problems.

Sometimes, it happens just once in several weeks and that was because he doesn't have sêx for pleasures, but only when he was in pains. He pulled his organ out to her entrance, then went right in again. "My Lord...!" Anya could barely control it this time around as she moaned his name. Xander was never the gentle type in bed because he completely had no idea what romance was, or what fun could be. Well of course, the only fun he knew and enjoyed was killing his enemies. He pulled out to the tip again and the next movement he made back in, he'd done it with so much force that Anya felt him hit the mouth of her womb.