Scientist Romance Books Novels & Stories

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Suddenly, he wanted to have a look at her without her spectacles, so he exhaled hot air onto her spectacles. The white mist covered her lenses, and she was irritated. She took off her specs and shouted angrily, “Are you out of your mind?” He did not care that she scolded him as he looked like a hungry wolf that spotted its prey. Gorgeous! Such beauty! Christina was stunning even though she did not have any makeup on her! He swallowed his saliva and instantly started flirting with her. “Christina, you’re so pretty. I’m in love with you.” She was startled for a second and immediately put on her specs to block his pervy sight.

🗨️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.

“Perhaps her depiction of the perfect romance will offer insight into figuring out who this person is.” Nikki grimaced when she heard the name Verna Ravenway. It was the name of a popular romance writer who had amassed a cult following online, but no one knew who she was. She sighed as she realized the two girls were probably not talking about her but about some ridiculous fantasy they had concocted due to the overconsumption of romance novels.

“What are these?” “They’re romance novels.” “They’re p**n, Nala. I’ve been alive long enough to know the difference.” She didn’t deny it. Instead, she just stood there with her arms crossed, waiting. I studied her face. In all the centuries I’d known this woman, I’d never once seen her read anything that wasn’t academic. Science journals and historical texts and research papers dry enough to cure insomnia. She had entire shelves dedicated to old human civilizations and herbal remedies and subjects so boring I fell asleep just looking at the spines.

I just needed to keep my guard up. “My life is filled with the paranormal, but romance? Don’t make me laugh.” I scoffed. “If you think your behavior is romantic, you should educate yourself. There’s a whole bookcase worth of study material.” I gestured to the bookcase where I’d take A Queen Among Snakes off. “You know romance is a two-way street. It’s not my fault you don’t appreciate my gestures.” Aidan kissed my neck, this time higher, closer to my ear. “But if you want me to learn from your smut books.”

“Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities in mind, and I want you to join me.” He nodded, his voice full of affection. “Of course. Whatever you say, darling.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Victor’s arm was tightly wrapped around me. When I carefully tried to break free, something fell from his pocket and rolled onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a lipstick. It had a black shell with embossed gold edges, and it was a bright red that I was very familiar with. It was Summer’s favorite color. Countless people had asked her where she bought that color, but she just smiled and said it was h

His words, though meant to reassure, sent a shiver down my spine. I didn’t know who I was anymore. 4 SABRINA The room was quiet except for the sound of our breathing, our bodies close in the dim light. Viktor had always been a man of few words when it came to affection—or whatever it was we had between us. It wasn’t love, I knew that. But there was something else, something I couldn’t name. He ran his fingers lightly along my jawline, his touch almost gentle, as if he were studying me.

With a mocking smile and ridicule in her voice, she said, "Mr. Lautner, didn't you check before sending out gifts?" "W-What?" Saige raised his head but didn't dare to look at her dazzling face. His gaze could only fall on the card in her hand. Her skin, bathed in the moonlight, looked like a work of art that would give rise to infinite fluttering thoughts. Saige, however, did not dare to look more and just stuttered in response, his mind empty. "To my dearest Riri, "Your red lips are as charming as roses, your scent is more alluring than roses, and your body is hotter than roses.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.