Sci Fi Romance นิยาย & เรื่องราว

🗨️I'll be glad to be your partner doc. 💊 Ryan's POV💊 Susan sent a message to me the following morning that Alex and Jasmine will be coming together for the World Neurological Societies program. At first, I had no interest in that news. But a thought came in. 'Alex, you'll destroy yourself this time. I'll not touch you.' I thought. 💊Alex's POV💊 The day of is here and we're already in Brazil. I was glad to see the beautiful lady that rescued us during the fire outbreak. What's her name again? Yes, Emma.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.

SoI decided to wait for more hours until the sun is completely divorced by darkness, the orange guy has been replaced with darkness, that's scattered across the sky, the glint of the half month becoming meaningless as I wait for my mate with hope. Kyros whimpers and sadness as I frown in disappointment. Why I could never eat my meat I - that's a fact, I could just be a bit mad at her for a while then after a few seconds or minutes, I'm going to go back to being a hopeless romantic werewolf who wants nothing but is mate. bad happened and she didn't have time to notify or alert me. That could be there a son why she didn't show up. There's a good and valid reason behind it right? Or it could be

I whispered to myself while looking at the ring that he himself put on me on our wedding day. We've only been together for two weeks but this is already happening to both of us. We don't get along anymore. “Romance him . . .” And my father’s voice still lingers in my mind. How can I do that if he’s this cold to me right now? How can I romance him if he despise me so much? “How fucked up my life is, really.” I shook my head while leaning on the backrest of my swivel chair.

Sierra chose the remote cinema intentionally to minimize the chance of running into James or another familiar face. She told Dan that she happened to be in the area for some errands. After hanging up, Sierra started to tidy up and dress up. She had a very positive impression of Dan. He was young, handsome, and most importantly, their encounter was so wonderful. When she was being bullied and condemned by the public, Dan appeared like a hero to rescue her from danger. A hero saving a damsel in distress. The romantic scenario felt like something out of a movie. On top of that, her hero was so magnificent and handsome.

Life wasn't fair, Nessa’s gossip wasn't fair and she was going to pay for it, my attraction to her wasn't fair, nothing in life was. “I know.” My thumb swept across her cheekbone, slowly. “But you’re stronger than they are. You’ve always been stronger.” And I hoped with all my heart that should remain stronger for a little more time. Her breathing went ragged. She didn’t move away and didn’t even blink. The air between us suddenly turned sharp, dangerous. Her lips parted, and my gaze dropped before I could stop it. God, she was close so fucking close enough that if I leaned in, I’d be kissing her like ice dreamt of all day, all weekend.

Raphael, filthy, and incredibly mischievous. The thought of the discreet encounters they could have all day long makes her gasp for air. As Jannis's thoughts swirl with the limitless potential of their clandestine romance, her pulse beats with excitement. In response to Jannis's excitement, Jake chuckles softly. He gives her buttocks a good smack and squeezes them together. You're being quite mischievous, my dear. However, I adore it.

“IT’S ONLY A SCANDAL IF YOU GET CAUGHT.” DANTE. Midnight I can't sleep. Again. It's becoming a pattern—lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about Sofia. About that kiss in Marco's study. About the way she responded to me, the sounds she made, the way her body melted against mine before reality crashed back in. She felt it. I know she did. All her protests, all her lies about loving Marco—they all fell apart the moment my lips touched hers.

Mostly at him. The Alpha’s brother. The Lycan marked by war. The man who had survived hell alongside a god. And yet… with Carla by his side, Alexei looked almost normal. Almost. “So.” Carla commented as they crossed the street. “What movie?” “Some horrible romantic comedy.” She looked at him in surprise. “You hate romantic comedies.” “Yes. But you like them.” Her heart squeezed quietly, because Alexei did these things. Small. Silent. He remembered the coffee she liked. The songs. The way she hated cold feet. The fact that she slept better when he held her hand.