Romantic Graphic Novels & Stories

The nurses must have thought I was still unconscious, because they made no effort to keep their voices down. "He's that famous guy, isn't he? The groom whose wedding got postponed nine times?" "That's him. It was all over the news. I don't know what he's holding on for. The bride obviously doesn't love him." "They traded sighs for a moment, and then one of them suddenly pointed across the hall, her voice rising with excitement. "Look over there. That's the Prescott heiress with some guy at the pharmacy counter, and she's fussing over him like he's made of glass."

Vishious entered inside his modernly beautiful room which was decorated with chocolaty and white color interior. That is where he saw his beautiful, brunette girlfriend sitting with her back against the headboard of the king sized bed in a sexy, bright red colored lingerie. The top of the lingerie was barely covering her big bosom. Her round, juicy t**s were spilling out of the cotton cloth, the sweet pink areolas of her t**s peeking out slightly and giving just a hint of the softness that she was hiding under the thin red cloth.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

Sorry, I’m An Anti-Romantic . By Authoress Kamara . Chapter 15: Impressions . "Ah, this one should be simple enough for even Blake to ride." Ryder pointed to a low rising slide ahead of them. He was right, the ride had no huge drops or any turns, it was just a one way slide with a few dips here and there. Looking at it more closely, the ride was actually meant to be for racing against others. There were several people going down at once, trying to beat their friends. And to make this even better, the ride had eight slides, a perfect amount to accompany their group of seven.

With a deep sigh, she pressed the doorbell and waited patiently for him. It didn't take long for Dennis to open the door, as soon as he saw her, he drew her close to him and gave her a long romantic kiss. "You look beautiful" he whispered to her left ear and Cassandra found herself blushing so hard even if it isn't the first time hearing such a word from Dennis. "Thanks" she replied and walked into the house. Dinner was already set for them, as Cassandra walked in, she saw the arranged table filled with candles, roses, a bottle of red wine and glasses.

Tonight, he was greeting his wife’s birthday with another woman on his lap. Smoke filled up the room as Gryphon didn’t care about safety hazards. He had a lit cigarette on the bed, while Roxanne was trying her best to look the most desirable in front of him. She was mewling at every bounce she did, her inexperience and stiff body hoping to entice Gryphon to enjoy her. It’s just that… it wasn’t working at all.

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their