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But Arabella’s heart had already begun beating far too quickly. A breeze moved softly through the marketplace between them. Neither spoke for several moments. Then Edwin finally gestured toward the bookstore. “Do you enjoy reading?” “Yes.” “What sort of books?” Arabella hesitated. “Poetry mostly.” One dark brow lifted slightly. “Romantic poetry?” Her cheeks warmed instantly. “Sometimes.” Edwin looked dangerously amused again. “You continue to surprise me, Lady Arabella.” “And you continue mocking me.” “Only because you blush so beautifully.” The words escaped him so naturally that both of them froze afterward.

The angel responded with a chuckle. “I believe the word is romantic,” I bowed like a gentleman and smiled. “Care to fuck, gentleman?” “You’re the worse.”

“Did you just cheat on your girlfriend with me?” “Relax, Raven. I’m single and you know that. What you don't know though is that you are the only girl I want to kiss, birthday or not. I couldn't help staring at your lips earlier. That and the fact that you look so beautiful while sleeping I feel guilty about waking you up.” Is the world coming to an end? Niklaus is confessing his feelings to me? Niklaus is saying sweet words to me? I want to scream. This can't be happening.

“Fuck.” Rachel stared at her phone in the hotel room. Another lonely business trip, another boring night. The steamy romance novel she’d bought at the airport wasn’t helping the growing ache between her legs. It had been weeks since her breakup, and she was horny. She decided to head down to the hotel bar. Slipping into a cocktail dress and heels, she felt good as heads turned when she walked in. She ordered a glass of wine and soon a well-dressed man named Grant slid onto the stool beside her.

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“You’re staring at each other again.” Noelle’s small voice cut through the thick silence. Sebastian stepped back immediately, releasing Nyra’s arm as if he’d been caught doing something forbidden. Nyra straightened, ignoring the sting in her grazed arm. “We’re not.” “You are,” Noelle insisted. “Like in the movies before they kiss.” Sebastian cleared his throat. “Enough.” Sirens wailed outside the lodge. Guests were being ushered away, security shouting instructions. The scent of gunpowder still hung in the air, mixing with pine and melted wax from fallen candles.

I began, my voice laced with dramatic flair, "it all started on a stormy night in a mysterious library. Ishtar was in search of a rare, ancient book that was said to have the power to bring two souls together." Amanda leaned forward, clearly captivated by the tale. "Go on, Damian," she encouraged, nudging her husband. "At least they didn't meet at a funeral parlor." "What? Did you two-" Ishtar asked, surprised, and Robert giggled. "Amanda would tell you all about it after Damian!" "Ishtar stumbled upon the book in the darkest corner of the library," I continued, my storytelling skills coming to the fore. "And as she touched it, I appeared, like a character straight out of a romance novel."

he asked with such politeness that Selene couldn't refuse, and her eyes lit up again. "Yes," she whispered in response. Frederick settled more comfortably in the chair and paid attention, feeling excited like a child. "Romeo and Juliet." "Eh?" "The book I have in my hands is about a tragic romance between Romeo and Juliet, by the author William Shakespeare. Do you still want me to read it?" she asked, unsure if he would accept. "I would be delighted to hear it, my Lady, please," he requested, and Selene nodded.

The handwriting was neat but feminine with looping letters that spoke of care. Her throat tightened as she began to read. “To my dearest little Esme, If you’re reading this, it means a rainy day has found its way into your heart. I’m sorry I can’t be there to hold you through it, to make you hot chocolate with extra marshmallows and tell you silly stories until you laugh.

I smiled. "Did she really--?" She said across the aisle. I nodded. "All the way?" "To the max. She was terrific." Kim got a stern look on her face. I started a normal conversation with them, asking them where they were coming from, going to, their schools, etc. My oral princess carried their side of it at first, but soon they were both chatting. It was romantic to think of meeting this girl, deflowering her throat, and saying good-bye without knowing her name. Life is imperfect.