Sea Of Stars Romance Novels & Stories

The sea burned. Not red. Not orange. Not like fire. It burned with memories. Silver flames danced over the surface of the ocean. Each one was a life. A story. One moment. Mara saw childhoods. First loved ones. Goodbye. Births. Millions of memories rose from the sea and filled the sky. The world became a star field from past. But something was wrong. The memories did not return. They left the sea. Lyra recognized it first.

He did everything to win her heart. However, she chose death over loving him again. "Argh..." The sound that escaped Francis was raw, primal: a wounded animal's cry. He shoved Nora aside, staggering past the stunned guests, past the roses, and through the blinding sunlight. They reached out to stop him, but he shrugged off every hand, marching on to the manor's secluded beach. The ocean was a steely blue, the tide high, waves crashing against the shore. Francis waded into the water.

Robert Blackwell promised to marry me, then postponed it thirty-eight times. The fifth time, a car crash broke eight of his ribs, and I signed seven critical-condition notices. The tenth time, on the way to get our marriage license, he and the car were thrown into the sea, and his suit was torn apart by sharks. By the thirty-eighth time, his heart disease had worsened and his life was hanging by a thread. Eight months pregnant, I changed flights three times and flew twenty-three hours across half the world to find him. When the door opened, a little boy who looked exactly like him lifted his face and said, "I thought Mom was back." Robert rushed out barefoot, panic written all over his

He smiled, he slightly understood what was the mermaid wanted to say. B-But you never came back. I didn’t realize that my eyes were flooding with tears. “Why are you crying Nolan?” Orlene asked. I shook my head, “N-No, it’s nothing.” I replied. “It will be much better if you will not ask him more,” Amansinaya said. Orlene seemed to understand it so she just kept herself quiet. “Let’s go?” Amansinaya asked; we nodded at her. The setting sun was the last thing I saw as the time we went underneath the sea.

“It's your fault. Why did you have to wait till the sun was up? Look how sweaty you are.“ She pouted, dabbing my sweats with a towel. “Thanks Diana. You're an angel.“ She gave her hair a dramatical flick. “I know.“ “Crazy.“ Having cooled-off a great deal, I began displaying the oysters on the table. “But what happened to you?“ Diana asked. “You're never the type to arrive at the market this late.“ “Last night's dinner was another disaster. Lots of thinking got me staying up till midnight. Plus, I had to crash on the couch because I didn't wanna face the monster in my room.“

A man stood close behind her, his hand firmly gripping her waist. The scene was set in the seaside villa that Theodore had gifted her, their figures intimately entwined under the soft glow of the night. Someone had commented beneath the post: [I can’t stand you two being this lovey-dovey all the time! Just get married already!] Emily had responded with a shy-face emoji. I had just liked the post when Theodore, who I had failed to reach all night, blew up my phone with calls. "Are you out of your mind, Camilla? Emi and I grew up together! If we wanted to be together, we would’ve done so long ago! Why are you being so petty?"

"Something’s still missing. But it’ll be here soon." I perked up. "What did you order?" He patted the spot next to him. I got the hint and leaned against him. His arm wrapped around my shoulders, warm and steady. My heart started racing again, completely out of control. I had to admit that I was the definition of a hopeless romantic, never learning my lesson. The sea breeze whispered in my ear, the waves rolled steadily, and the stars above shone extra bright. Everything around us seemed to dim, leaving only the starry sky and glowing moonlight over our heads, spilling their glow over us.

He rasped, pulling her closer to his chest. The blushing stars twinkled as the moon smirked in absolute bliss. The breeze spread the tale of love across the oceans of the furthest lands. THE END.

I turned her around then with my hand on the back of her neck I move her to the bent over position. I wanted to fuck her from behind hard. I take my hand from her neck rubbing up into her hair then I grab it tight as I take my first forceful thrust into her. She moans loudly. I thrust again harder. I keep going faster and harder. Every time I pull back on her harder. Forcing her back into me as I thrust forward. Making each pounding motion harder. Suddenly we heard the speaker. "Good evening, this is your Captain Amellia speaking, we're now at our first destination. I'll be down to greet you in as soon as the anchor is down then I'll be preparing your first meal at sea."

He tilted my face back to him, and he leaned in and found my lips with his. Apparently, there are lovers all over the place tonight, taking brave chances at one another. The moon, the stars, and the sea would attest to it. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * [ K A R A ]