Science Fiction Romance Novels & Stories

The madness of falling for someone who would tear the world apart just to keep you. That’s dark romance. A beautiful tragedy you’ll never escape.

Biting my nail, I opened my Kindle app from my phone and scrolled through the romance novels. I’d never been a huge romance reader, more of fantasy and sci-fi, but it wouldn’t hurt, would it? To gain a little experience? I giggled to myself and opened up the first one with a buff guy on the front. I’ll just read a few chapters.

The echoes whispered secrets of a cosmic romance, a tale that unfolded not just in the realms of the present but echoed through the corridors of time. The Sanctum of Echoes held not only the mysteries of cosmic forces but the nuanced threads of love that wove through the destinies of those who dared to navigate its intricate pathways. And as the guardians approached the nexus, the cosmic resonance of Elysia and Malachi hinted at a romance that transcended the boundaries of the known and ventured into the uncharted realms of the heart.

5. Skylar Fireworks! In all truthfulness, I never dreamt of a day like today. How could life be so good? When my and Pietro's lips meet, I see fireworks explode as if on a new year's eve. It is beautiful and magical and …. Let's just say it isn't anything I had ever expected. His lips are soft and warm and I sit there in a daze first before I react. When I do and match him, I know I am gone and I ain't coming back from this.

"Mine is supernatural and mystery." "Am guessing you must like romance novels.... I mean all girls does...... " I shut the book am reading with a loud thud, cutting him shut. raising my head to give him a glare, I growl out in frustration. "I don't like romance novels, they are so cheeky and so unreal, I prefer supernaturals, especially were wolves. Satisfied." "Umh.... Almost." He smiles sheepishly. I rub on the tip on my nose with my fingers, massaging it softly.

I turn around and take a look at those. "They don't feel the same anymore", I tell him. He immediately frowns in confusion. "So, you got bored with ROMANCE?" "No. But there's a reason", I say, leaning against the shelf and placing my palm over the books. Then I slowly trace my hand over them. "And the reason is—" he leans back too, a foot of distance between us but we can clearly hear each other whispering. "People who read romance, mostly women—" I giggle. "They want to escape reality. So, they can find more beautiful things in fiction"

All fractured. Then she saw Tristan. He was walking away. But not toward the light. Toward the dark. And she heard his voice again. “Don’t forget me.” --- She opened her eyes in darkness. Cara was gone. The mirror was whole. And inside it—her own face. But smiling in a way she never had. She reached out. And the reflection reached back. --- Their fingers met. Not glass. Flesh. Warm. Alive. Yvette jerked her hand back, but it was too late. Her fingers burned—not with heat, but memory. Flash-cuts of moments she had not lived—lives she had not lived—rushed through her nerves like electricity.

My heart stuttered. I quickly pulled my hand back, cheeks burning. “Sorry about that, I didn’t—” Before I could finish the sentence, Ezekiel grabbed my wrist gently but firmly. In the next breath, he leaned in and kissed me. The world stopped. His lips were warm and surprisingly soft against mine, despite the cut. The kiss started slow, almost hesitant, but quickly deepened. He tilted his head slightly, pressing harder, his mouth moving against mine with a hunger that made my knees weak. I felt the faint metallic taste of the cut on his lip, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the way he was kissing me deeply and urgently, like he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Why were her spirits low after spending a better part of the day with Leonardo? "Hmm... Alpha Draekon, My Nemesis?" Her voice pulled him out of his thoughts. "Yes." He was smiling wider now, and for some reason, she preferred to see him that way rather than sour. "I usually prefer thriller stories, but this one kept me hooked. It's a paranormal and fantasy romance." "Okay!" Alexa beamed. "You've never gotten me a boring book, so I look forward to this. Thank you, Vito." With that, she turned and made her way in, leaving Vito feeling more fulfilled than ever.

We were sworn enemies, different wolf breeds that loathed the other ever since the war, how then could we be mates? Alpha Liam, my mate? Impossible. Despite the lingering feeling of foreboding and danger, I felt like running into his arms. My body was acting completely opposite manner. His heavy scent continued to linger in the air as he appraoched. He suddenly took off and began to run towards me, his face filled with rage and unwavering disgust. I bent down immediately, wrapping my trembling hands around my legs, listlessly resigning to my sad fate. Perhaps this is how I had been destined to die.