Romantic Reading Novels & Stories

” I run my tongue along the lacey edge of her panties, a few inches below her belly button. “You’re thinking I couldn’t possibly read smut, and you’re trying to judge yourself against all the super sexy book boyfriends out there. The thing about books is that they give people something to fantasize over. Something they might not want in real life, and that’s what makes it sexy. It’s something to take yourself out of your existential, boring, mundane world for a while and put you somewhere else. Well, I do read romance. I even read erotica. That being said, it’s not real, and I don’t expect it to be. You’re real, and I want to enjoy this. With you. I have no high standards to measure you agai

"Like when the guy is dominant or possessive. At least, that's what I get out of it when I read." "What do you like to read?" "Romance." "Yeah? Does that mean that I'm going to have to live up to some crazy high expectations?" "Possibly," she admits on a laugh, reaching out, lifting her water to her lips. She takes a sip. "I mean, it's not like authors typically write men who make readers cringe, but some of them are a bit over the top and unrealistic. Most, though, just, yum." "Make you horny when you read?" I guess. I've heard enough from Penny when she talks about the books she reads with Olivia to know that they fall into that category often after reading.

he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

“That rather gives the plot away, no?” I laughed. “Romance novels aren’t known for being subtle.” He plucked the book from my fingers before I could react. He held it over my head as he flipped through it. “Where are the love scenes? Ah, found one.” He raised one golden eyebrow as he began to read aloud: “‘A fire lit in her belly. Damian’s hands were magic. Everywhere he touched, it was like fire across her skin.’” “Oh my God, stop—” He just held the book up higher. Tall people were the worst.

"I am lonely most of the time. But now I have you. I won't be lonely anymore" She came closer to him placing both of her hands on his cheeks,stared into his eyes,he stared back. There seemed to be a change of atmosphere at that point. It became a romantic atmosphere. He gently placed his hands around her waist. She got closer,her face just an inch away from his and she gave him a kiss on his lips. It was so magical that he had to close his eyes. She continued kissing,this time she focused on the lower lip,then then upper lip and he picked up the pace from there. They kissed each other's lips so passionately until Jane let out a slight moan. He then went further to kiss her neck,while squeezi

After all, she does not really deserve to have a handsome boyfriend like you. I would like to meet you personally. Can I see you on Friday at 2:00 afternoon at the Library? I will wait for you. Please consider this as an invitation to meet a new friend. Lovelots, Your Secret Admirer After reading, I scowled at him. “What does this person mean by “she does not really deserve to have a handsome boyfriend like you? And why was I part of this love letter?” He laughed, “I knew you would be upset. You should have seen your expression now.” He continued laughing while I watched him. “Glad you are having a good time over this. Well, it says here you’ve got a date on Friday. In our favorite spot, the

Back then, he had used this trick to win over her heart too. Looking back, she finally realized how stupid she was before. A man’s promise was only a lie. All the romantic gestures were traps to bedazzle the woman’s heart. The corners of her lips twitched into a sardonic smile as she held the bouquet of flowers. Matthew thought success was near upon seeing her smile. Immediately, he did as he had rehearsed before and led her toward the hall that was covered with fresh flowers. He readjusted his emotions, knelt one knee, and held her hands. “Christina, I like you. Be my girlfriend.”

I strode toward where she sat, my lips curving upward slightly, my smile not reaching my eyes. "Since when have you been here? And why were you just standing there?" she uttered, now sitting upright, her back against the brown chair, legs crossed slightly. I took my place beside her, reaching out to take the book she was reading. Nyra's eyes were still on me. She had been reading a cultivation romance novel, and I shook my head inwardly. My mate leaned her head on my shoulder, her nose buried in my neck. I could feel her breath on me, a spark shooting through my system.

He’d chosen every lamp, the perfect cushion, every soft blanket folded at the corner of the reading chaise. My throat tightened. I didn’t cry, but the tears felt dangerously close. I walked deeper, and the rug under my feet was thick and soft. Everything in here was gentle, thoughtful, and safe. “I can’t believe he did this.” I whispered, barely breathing as I sunk into the chair and felt it comfortably welcome me. I stood back up to pick up a book in the dark romance genre. I felt loved even more and seen. Completely. “What are you going to do now?” Brittney asked, and I smiled at her as she grabbed one of the psychological thrillers.

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."