Romancing The Stone Novels & Stories

Ford chuckled as he gave me a quick peck on the lips, “your love has given me the permission to speak freely in a way. Perhaps underneath the mask and the arrogance there is secretly a romantic man.” “There is. A very romantic, handsome, and wonderful man, and I can probably say nice things about you, but not right now, because you kind of almost made me cry, and now I can’t think of anything except that you’re really beautiful and I love you, and um, can we kiss now, or I might never stop rambling?” Of course my wonderful mate began kissing me. And then we had sex. Slow sex. Like, too romantic. Like when I came, I actually cried a little, and then he wiped away my tears very romantically an

“Do it properly. Don't be sloppy. Little by little until you get him to agree to what I want to happen. Open up this topic to him but don't make it obvious.” He ended the call with just a reminder about what I would do to attract Callum. Can I really do that? I’m too innocent to even know how to romance my husband! I don’t know a thing about romancing or seducing a man because I don’t have any experience about that! Fuck! I stood up straight when someone suddenly opened the door. And there, I saw Callum looking so wasted. I was shocked to see his face. His dress shirt’s buttons were now open. I don’t know where his coat is now and his necktie.

They chorused. Ronin handed the stone to Caius. He smirked when his palm lit up, “As if there was any question. I’d follow you anywhere.” Caius dropped the stone onto Maia’s palm, and it dimmed on contact. “Dammit. I never get to do the fun stuff.” Lucien laughed in mockery but it quickly turned into a frown when the stone didn’t light up for him either. He made a face at Merrick, “Shit. Guess we’re on babysitting duty as well.”

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

I joke. My pale pink kimono lays on the back of my bedroom chair, I grab it, slide it on and belt it at the waist. “Petal,” he says. I turn and look at him over my shoulder. He snaps a picture. “You’re so beautiful, Madison. Truly beautiful. You take my breath away baby, you have stolen my heart, and I couldn’t think of anyone I’d want more to have it.” “You’re a romantic you know that, Stone?” He chuckles, it’s deep and throaty and oh, God, I absolutely love it.

“ I still have to see, to discover… “ Igor said, taking the pink stone that his grandmother had given him before she passed away. Kataleya: “ What is the mystery of this rose stone?! Igor: “ Open it. My grandmother says this stone is a legend! It only opens when there is a very strong feeling, like love! Kataleya: “ If you pull the rope it won't open! Igor: “ I tried before, long before when I was still thinking about going to the Indian Ocean, but I couldn't! I tried everything, but it won't open! I gave it to Belton and Cailet, but they couldn't do it! Kataleya: “ So it only opens when... “ Kataleya said, taking the pink stone. At that moment the rose stone opened like a rose blooms in the

Roman had insisted on the surprise, guiding her by the waist. "Patience, baby. Just a few more steps." He finally reached around and untied the silk. Willow blinked, her eyes adjusting to the brilliant daylight. Her jaw dropped. Standing before them was the magnificent stone manor they had visited briefly weeks ago—the one they had seen right before the accident. The house Roman had claimed he bought for his "future." In the sunlight, the black stone and white marble were breathtaking. The wild gardens were now blooming with vibrant roses, and the grass was a perfect, lush emerald.

There were racks of clothes. My father was standing by the window, talking into a phone. He looked at me and pointed to a chair. "Sit. We don't have much time." I sat. A woman with a headset walked over to me. "I'm Abby from the PR team. We need to move fast. The morning news cycle starts in six hours. We need the “Proof of Romance” package ready by then." "Proof of romance?" I asked. My voice felt dry. "Chloe is in the dressing room," Abby said, ignoring my question. "She’s ready. We’re going to do three sets of photos. One casual, one semi formal, and one official.”

My body is laid on the cold sheets, but in an instant, the heat from his body envelops me again. He is above me, supporting his weight on strong arms that cage my movement. Xavier's hand moves to my neck, his rough yet protective fingers touching the magic stone, now glowing faintly and severely cracked. "Let it break, Rose," he whispers hoarsely, his golden eyes gazing at me with a soul-melting intensity. "Don't hide from me anymore. Let me see your true self." With one gentle yet powerful touch, the stone comes loose, falls to the wooden floor, and crumbles to dust.

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