Romantic Short Novels Novels & Stories

I ask her. She reaches into her pocket with her hand from her shortened shorts and holds up her ring that I proposed with. I couldn’t resist her sleepy eyes and her pouty lips, so I gave her a deep kiss. After I finish, she gives me a passionate kiss. I am hooked on her taste, and I experience withdrawal when I am apart from her for a bit too long.

" I said as I drummed my fingers on the countertop, suddenly anxious. "Of course," she said, putting a hand on my hand to stop my fiddling. She speaks in this way that makes you think you're boring her, but she listens and she cares. And she knows how nervous I am lately about my fate and Finn's. "The app usually Matches people who have been together for a while. You and your prince charming will live happily ever after. Trust me." "A while," I echoed. "Huh?" She raised her eyebrows. "You said, 'a while.' We haven't really been dating for a while, and I–"

Girls in bikinis running around,some people playing at the ocean tide,some lovers acting all romantic and showing affection,kids building sand houses. "Awwnn...look at that....so sexy"says Nina whose attention is solely fixed on lovers showing affection and acting romantic toward each other. "Look at what?"Says Jane who was trying to figure out what it was that was making her friend trip. "The lovers ofcourse...just look at the romantic scene"she says blushing "Stop looking at them like that before they see you which will in turn make them uncomfortable". "I don't care"says Nina,a beautiful young lady in her late 20s,long hair,body shape like an hour glass,slim and fair in complexion.

“We’ve been watching you two for weeks. Figured it was time we all stopped pretending.” The woman, beautiful, curvaceous, with long dark hair and confident eyes, stepped forward and kissed me first. Her lips were soft but demanding, her tongue sliding against mine as her hands cupped my breasts through my dress. “I’m Lena,” she whispered against my mouth. “And this is Alex. We’ve cum to the sound of you two almost as many times as you’ve cum to us.” Alex pulled Kale into a firm handshake that quickly turned into something more charged. The tension in the room was electric.

She didn’t like the way her thoughts were going, but they wouldn’t stop. Let’s face it, it’s got all the classic ingredients of a holiday fling. Exotic setting, two adults who fancy each other, and opportunity. And what happens to holiday romances once you get on the plane ? The knock at the door sounded like bombs dropping. ‘Who is it?’ ‘Guy.’ She walked on eggshells to the door. He was all fresh, showered and smelling of shaving things. He wore a white polo shirt that made him look like an advertisement for suntan lotion.

I gratefully let it sweep me under, unsure if I’ll be able to walk out of here whole. I blink awake at the crack of dawn with my face to the ceiling, recounting the last events of my downturned life. From being snatched off the road by a raving animal, to being claimed by another. Mate. Just one word and it makes my blood boil with deep-seated rage. Reading about fantasies must have knocked me upside the head so bad. I must have been a fool to wish for a love like in those fantasy books? Twenty-four year old and I can’t distinguish lies woven into literature.

TALES OF INSTANT LUST - SHORT READS Preface Greetings, Reader Welcome to a world where passion flares up in the most unexpected places, where lust takes the stage, and where desire never waits. The concept behind "Tales of Instant Lust" was that not all love stories have to be quiet or poetic. Irresistible chemistry, unsaid tension, and raw hunger can sometimes express more than a thousand romantic words ever could. Designed for people who want their fantasies to be served quickly, hot, and unrestrained, these stories are brief, intense, and explicitly sexy.

I said and Kingston released a sad smile before pulling me into a hug We disengaged from the hug staring at each other when Kingston suddenly kissed me.His kiss was filled with passion . The kiss was long as we found it hard to break the kiss.Kingston lifted me up taking me to our room .He zipped my gown down.He laid me on the bed gently and he trailed kisses to my neck .I'm sure I will be left with hickeys.He removed my bra as he moved his lips to my breast and I moaned loudly "Kingston...Ahh...K-b"

“And we have only just begun, beautiful one. The night is long, and we are far from sated.” Seraphine turned me gently in her arms so I faced her. Her fiery red hair framed her face like a halo of flame. She leaned in and kissed me deeply, her tongue sharing the metallic taste of my own blood. The kiss was slow, possessive, and full of dark promise. When she pulled back, she whispered against my lips, “Now it is time for you to be truly claimed. Blood and body. Completely.”

Even so, the whole process feels like a battle, and I am already exhausted by the time I have the books in my hands. I still read romantic novels. There is something comforting about them, even if some of the stories hit a little too close to home. Some of the plots are eerily similar to my own life, while others are pure escapism—beautiful, heartwarming tales from start to finish. Sure, the characters face hardships and tribulations, but what always stands out to me is the love and trust between the couples. It is the kind of love that feels unshakable, the kind I used to dream about. Now, I am not so sure if that kind of love exists for me anymore.