Romantic Calling Novels & Stories

Aylin swallowed, lost in his gaze, darkened by desire. “What is it?” Roman smiled with that dangerous air that drove her crazy. “Keep calling me by my first name.” She blinked. “What?” “You heard me. I want you to call me Roman. Just tonight. Just while I have you naked and begging for more.” Aylin felt her breath catch. “I...” Roman lowered his head to her ear, his hot breath making her shiver.

And the more I repeated it, the more the fantasy grew. I pictured walking past his door, calling his name softly, just enough so he might hear. Mark. He’d peek out, confused at first, and then recognition would light his eyes. The corners crinkled, that same smile spreading slowly, almost shyly, before he stepped closer. My pulse spiked at the thought. Even in imagination, it was electric. I scribbled the scene in the notebook, letting my pen capture the fluttering heat inside me: “Mark,” I’d say, voice quiet, teasing.

RECOMMENDED SONG: **Holding On By Iann Dior** “I want to try calling Oz and Osiris,” Scarlet said directing her fingers and Emerald gestured her to go a bead while he was still driving. They were just about to enter the territory of Riverstone Town when Scarlet closed her eyes and called Oz and Osiris. She repeated it three times, but nothing happened. Slumping her shoulders, Scarlet felt disheartened and looked pit of the window. She didn’t succeed in calling either of them as she got no replies. Emerald squeezed her hands and was just about to assure her when he suddenly cursed and applied brakes making the tires screech over asphalt.

“That’s what you call it?” Rhian sat opposite him, resting her chin on her hand as she studied him playfully. “What else should I call it? You practically turned the living room into a scene from a romance movie. Roses, candles, velvet box…” Her lips twitched into a grin. “I half-expected a violinist to jump out of the closet.” Damon’s smirk deepened. “I’ll keep that in mind for next time.” She rolled her eyes, laughing softly. “Next time? So you’re planning to outdo yourself?”

He ended the call and smiled cheerfully at Reyna, “We have the park all to ourselves today.” Reyna held his one tattooed arm, with drawings that led up to his neck. “You are so sweet Jones.” She smiled and he blushed his cheeks turning pink. “Yeah.” He smiled, getting to control his heating cheeks. Reyna's phone rang, her phone called out the name of the person calling her. ‘Roman Knight’ “Maybe you should turn off that setting on your phone.” Jones suggested. Reyna picked up the call reluctantly, he had to stop calling her or she would block him.

look. "What?" "Spill" she says sternly I told you she sees right through me. " Ugh... it's crazy" I lament " Had a fight with Mr Romantic again?" "Mr Romantic" is what Wendy calls Klaus. That's his official nick name for him and I had to concur with her. Not that I have a choice though. "Worse than that" "Oh my" she exclaims as she scoots closer to me " Did you two have sex again?" I roll my eyes hard, she's always thinking the impossible.

I grabbed the last plate of ice cream and sat on the counter waiting for her to realize my presence. I wonder what's going through Damien's head right now. I know he’s into me and he definitely wants me by his side. If only one could switch feelings so easily. I would turn all my love for Ethan to Damien. Its easier said than done but its a process I'm willing to undergo. I grabbed my phone and dialed damian, Which is "romeo💛" by the way on my phone. The cute name brought a sweet smile to my face. He finally picked the call. His powerful voice vibrated through my ears.

I rush out of my office and I make a call to a restaurant. “Hello, I want a reservation for two. A romantic setting if you would.”

With everything that Dante and I had been through, nothing felt forbidden between us right now. I didn’t even realize that our heads had involuntarily and slowly drawn closer, and our lips yearned for each other’s kiss until Dante pulled away and cleared his throat. “Call him,” Dante instructed firmly. I also cleared mine while trying to clear my heart of what I thought was going to happen this very moment. I called, and as though this Dare-Devil was waiting for my call, he picked up almost immediately. “Hello,” I said carefully into the phone. “Autumn Taylor,” a cold and masculine voice boomed through the receiver. Shivers ran down my spine instantly.

My wolf howled with joy in my head, I took a huge breath in and could smell Callan, even from such a great distance. He smelled delicious, like strawberry short cake! my senses were short-circuting because of his heavenly scent. I looked back to the stage, to find Callan looking around the crowd frantically. He must’ve found her...his mate! Suddenly his eyes found mine and the world stopped. Everybody around us disappeared and it was only the two of us. "Mate mate mate mate” Isis started screaming in my head. My heart skipped a beat and my breath hitched. “Mate” Callan said and that one word made me snap out of whatever trance I was in.