Romantic Indian Novels Novels & Stories

Please be prepared. My heart raced as I opened my system inventory and found a pair of red heels inside. I selected 'claim', and in the next second, Ximena appeared right in front of me. "Hubby?" she called out, and I smiled at her. "Ximena… Welcome to my world."

My best friend liked it instantly. [Congrats, Director Thornton. Welcome to freedom!] I was promoted to the position of finance director in my company. I bought my own home, and I had a cat. After everything I had been through, I finally understood that loving myself was where lifelong romance would truly begin.

I follow the source of the ruckus and find a furious Roman yelling at the twins. “How the hell does she keep getting back here?” He can't possibly mean— You've got to be shitting me right now! But wait, something's wrong. I can feel it. Roman's hauling ass to the door to intercept India. How can he not feel that something's wrong? I mean, look at her. I think it's India. It roughly looks and smells like India. I never noticed before that she smells like Easter lilies. This India, though, isn't wearing shoes, and her hair is a disaster.

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It was surrounded by multiple men from the mafia, some I recognised, some I didn’t. As we walked inside, I caught sight of the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was ethereal, dangerous, the female version of Matteo, with the same sharp features and commanding presence. “Bianca Romano,” Matteo murmured under his breath, his tone darkening.

And India just couldn't seem to resist him; he was the only one she could see having a house full of babies with, and he is the best lover ever. India moved her hands up his body, and when she reached his firm chest. She snaked up his body, kissing him as she looked into his eyes, her hands roamed downward. "Baby, are you covering my gold mine?" India asked just above a whisper. "Take them off and find out," Denver said seductively. "I can't get enough of you, Denver." They made love until they both fell asleep. Waking up a few hours late,r Denver got out of bed. India says, "Where are you, ou Den?"

Otherwise, finding a decent restaurant open was a pain in the butt. No, it was his night with Sierra that inspired a tenuous serenity within him. She’d brought him his Christmas last night. No woman had ever inspired such poignant longing in him. Even now, after coupling over and over through the night, his midsection tightened at the thought of her. She was a rare flower, blooming in winter, spicing the cold air with her exotic, delicate fragrance. He’d never tired of watching her bloom, watching her face soften in ecstasy as his name spilled from lips as deep red as holly berries.

"You have a fire in your soul, Celess. A passion for life that I find... intoxicating. I wanted to share that with you." Celess felt her heart racing in her chest. She had always been drawn to danger, but this was different. This was the ultimate forbidden romance, and she didn't know if she was ready for it. But as she looked into Steve's dark eyes, she felt a sense of calm wash over her. She didn't know what the future held, but she knew that she wanted to spend it with him. Without a word, she stepped forward and wrapped her arms around Steve's neck, pressing her lips to his in a fierce, passionate kiss. As they kissed, she felt like she was finally home.

Nonsense! But as soon as I slumped on my bed and shut my eyes, the beautiful and innocent face of that wolf girl resurfaced in my head, clouding my mind. I didn't even ask for her name.. Oh God, what's wrong with me? I opened my eyes since it seems she creeps into my mind whenever I shut my eyes. As I stared up at the ceiling, I tried to understand her plight Why was she locked in the royal packhouse, which made her sneak out to taste a little freedom? How did she sniff out my real scent? No normal wolf can do that. Impossible!

Penelope asked and the woman bobbed her head again. “It started a long time ago when your great-great-grandfather was in love with a werewolf girl, Liam. They were not mates, but lovers. It was a time when werewolves and Lycans lived together in peace. Their love bloomed so greatly that everybody was jealous of how beautiful their love was and they all took them as their role models. They wanted to get married and live happily together but everything changed when the werewolf girl found her mate, as destined by the Moon Goddess."