Second Life Romance Novels & Stories

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

I gawked. She held up a finger. “Listen. Mysterious man. Hot, rich, emotionally stunted. Seduces the curvy goddess of a woman, disappears without a word, but still feeds her like a pampered princess from afar. That’s not heartbreak, Adele. That’s foreplay.” Emily burst out laughing, nearly dropping her tablet. “God, Sarah, get help.” “I’m serious!” she cried, eyes wide. “That’s dark romance 101. This isn’t a breakup – it’s the prelude to the second act. He’s probably out hunting his enemies. Or buying a villa somewhere. Or murdering someone in her honor.”

Even Diana sent a short note of approval. I rested my head on his shoulder. “In my first life I never got this. I died before any real future started. Now I wake up every day and it’s real.” Roman turned me to face him. “It’s real. And it stays that way.” His kiss came slow and sure. The possessive way he held my waist never changed. I kissed him back fully, no hesitation. Our days here followed a calm rhythm. Morning coffee together, walks on the beach, talks about merging the companies, and nights that built on the slow burn we started months ago.

Alpha Matthew asked. "I wouldn't mind at all," I replied, drawing closer to him and embracing him tightly. Alpha Matthew held me close, his embrace comforting and familiar. We stood in the dimly lit room, surrounded by memories of our journey together. "You know," I whispered, my voice filled with sincerity, "Even in another life, I would choose you without hesitation. Our love transcends time and space." A soft smile spread across Alpha Matthew's face as he gazed into my eyes. "And I, my dear Luna, would search for you in every lifetime, knowing that our connection is eternal."

Zach’s POV I have the two people I feel romantic love for here, both carry my mark, both taste sweet, and both are satisfying. I worried our relationship would be me tagging along with Tony and Sophie as they live their perfect relationship. But instead, Sophie kisses me, caresses me, and even makes love to me, like I’m hers only. The only thing I can’t give her is a wolf.

"Nanny, please. Don’t remind me. I’m trying to forget that ever happened." "Forget? Oh no, my dear. You can't forget something like that. This is fate, darling! You slept with him, and now he’s your boss? You couldn't write a better romance novel if you tried!" she exclaims, practically bouncing in her seat. I stab at my food. "This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself."

"You're the one who sent Maria to get Isabella last night? Smart move." "But don't you forget your place. Don't even think about what you can't have." His icy tone was a needle in my heart. I was a fool. The line between love and hate was so clear. In my past life, Damien saved me from a pack of rogues. I fell for him, hard. I was always finding excuses to be near him. After graduation, I became the pack's ceremony planner, just to be closer. I once asked him if he truly wanted me as his mate.

“Elena, marry me.” Disgust rose in my throat. “You must be mistaken. Isn't the person you like my sister?” When I turned to leave, he blocked me. Celeste grabbed his arm first. “Elena, listen to me. It was all a misunderstanding. I love you. No one matters more than you.” “That is not what you said before. You said if I wanted to marry you, I had to be sensible. You said after marriage, we would live separate lives.” “I was joking. How could I treat you like that?”

“You will either marry Caspian or Arnold. Our shipping business needs the protection of the Falcone family.” Suddenly, a familiar voice rang clearly in my mind. ‘This time, I’ll make sure I choose the perfect husband first.’ I snapped my head toward my sister, Leia. She was gracefully smoothing her skirt, a sweet, flawless smile on her face. However, what I had just heard… Was that her inner voice? ‘In my last life, I married that violent lunatic Caspian and lived in fear every single day. This time, I’ll take the gentle Arnold, and Elysia shall suffer instead.’

Finally, he spoke, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down my spine. "Be my lover," he said, his words dropping like a bombshell into the silence. I froze, my body paralyzed with shock. The air seemed to suck out of the room, leaving me gasping. Be his lover? What did that even mean? My eyes searched Julian’s face for answers, but his expression was unreadable. Was he serious? Was this some kind of twisted joke? I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came out. Julian’s eyes gleamed with anticipation, his gaze burning into mine.