Sad Romance Novels Novels & Stories

Carina lay in bed, her body already aroused from the hours she had spent reading the erotic novel she had recently brought. Feeling the dampness between her thighs as she read the passionate sex between the leads, she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan imagining what it would be like to be the female lead. She ended the book at the point where the male lead let out a lewd growl as he cummed inside the female lead’s hole.

“Damien not glued to your side today? Odd. He tends to keep his… projects close.” Serena’s brows drew together. “What exactly are you implying?” “Oh, come now.” Camille stepped closer, her perfume cloying, her smile widening. “You don’t honestly think you’re the first, do you? Damien has a pattern. Swoops in, plays the saviour, dresses his women up like trophies, parades them around… and when he’s bored, he doesn’t just walk away. He breaks them. Quietly. Completely.” Serena’s jaw tightened, though her voice stayed steady. “Thanks for the unsolicited TED Talk on Damien Drake, but I’ll pass.”

It was unfamiliar to her, not the type of reading she liked. “You don't know, do you? This is a novel by Michael Scott. What I have in my hands is the sixth book in The Secret of The Immortal Nicholas Flames series, which is entitled The Enchantress,” Adrian continued to explain even though the title of the book was clearly written on the front page, making Diana laugh. “Why are you laughing?” “Nothing.” Diana stifled an amused chuckle. “It's just that the book isn't my type.” “Oh, of course. You're a fan of dark romance readings from the past, the story of a nanny who falls in love with her cold, cruel and heartless master but is actually romantic.” Adrian sneered. “Typical female reading.”

It's either history, military, or supernatural romances. I've never understood why so many people preferred such kinds of novels and genres all that much. Though, I meant that for the latter part. They're basically the same every single time. An average lady meets one sexy, handsome, extraordinary man, or two hot males battle over her, and there's usually some ridiculous drama that brings her further and deeper together with the men, and then she has to choose the obvious decision. Everyone had predicted her decision since the very beginning of the chapter. "And they're usually sequels or fantasy epics," I mumbled to myself.

Her eyes widened, and she fell to her knees before him, although it was clear that she was far older than he. "Beta," she began, rather meekly, "I am sorry for losing my temper in your presence. She said some..some disrespectful things and I couldn't...I couldn't take it. " Her voice shook with emotion, like she was about to break down into tears. To my surprise, he ran his fingers through her dreadlocks, soothing her tenderly, and she rubbed against his legs, seeking his comfort. It was almost a sweet scene, like the one between a mother wolf and a pup. It is okay, Desdemona. I will handle the proud princess myself. From now onwards, Princess Miatta is my responsibility.

"Why do you come here just without my permission? Didn’t I told you never come to my birthday,?. “ and he added “ Let me be honest with you. The truth is... I never love you at the beginning. I just used you to replace her but let's end this. I don't want you anymore. I like women who have strong body, sweet, good -looking, a woman who can beautifully dressed and well-shaped body. While you are just dumb, simple girl, weak, quiet, and worthless. You're really shameful as my girlfriend. It's over now. Our relationship is just a joke." Loki immediately slapped his boyfriend and throw her gift keychain at him. "Why did you slapped me?" Jen bursts his anger. "You are betrayal! " Loki cried and

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-“

It wouldn't kill to explore. It was a library. A very very sad library. The only books here where history books not any type of history but vampire history books, school books, and some war novels with some mystery books here and there. Looks like their taste in books suck because why? Why would someone's library lack romance, sci-fi or even fantasy even though it's one. "Are you done crucifying my books?" Damian said slowly i didn't panic because i already knew he was there. "Nope not yet give me a second" i held my hands out "yhup I'm done" he laughed as he walked closer.

" He leaned as he crashed his lips with her's whiwl Sara wanito say but Leo did not let her to speak. He ravished her like hungry lion making Sara smile as her lips were chewed on. Leo might be a little different from her but they fit perfectly with each other. They completed each other and fill the gap in their hearts. *l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l l* The end. Excited for the next story. It will be a school Romance but different.

The Nouveau-Riche Romance Chapter twenty-nine The brightness of the day filtered into the room. Illuminating it with its soft glow. The illumination was just enough to rouse Joan from sleep. Her body felt relaxed, she felt mellow really. It felt like she was coming down from a drug high. No, it was a sex high. Sex? Sex... Joan abruptly opens her eyes as she remembered the events of the previous night. She had sex with Asher. Now that she thought about it it was a crazy night and she wouldn't believe it if she hadn't experienced it.