Short Romantic Stories Romane & Geschichten

“But there is something I want to do.” Before I can ask, Asher’s lips lock with mine, a passionate, loving kiss engulfing the two of us into our own world. Without breaking the spell, he scoops down and wraps his arms around my waist. In a twist, the romantic gesture becomes clear. Romantic scenes in stories always seemed like just that: stories. But Asher picks me up off the ground, spinning me around as he continues to keep our lips together. I feel as though I’m on cloud nine, being swept off my feet as goosebumps cover my skin.

Charlotte nodded and began to tell the story again, "Well, actually there were several meetings that I don't remember but Shane knows. The story goes that we met before ...." The unexpected love story was again told by Charlotte which was listened to very carefully by Mita who was very curious about the love story of her senior. After Charlotte told the story, Mita could not help but close her mouth because she was too surprised by the love story that she thought was like a fairy tale. "Wow! This is really like a story in novels. An accidental meeting that eventually makes the man fall in love and then it turns out that the girl he marries is the girl he loves." Mita said while looking up as

Rene’s POV “He wants me to go to Coverts Lisa.. Coverts! He wants me to cheat!” I said on the phone with my cousin. Sitting outside the hospital “But Rene.. Is it really cheating if he permits you to?” “Omg Lisa! Don't tell me.. What has gotten into you two?” “Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.”

it was an erotic story ,titled the hot kidnapper) I raise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in my eyes. I push off from the desk and walk closer, my heels clicking on the floor. “A story, huh? You think you can just walk in here and write a tale for me? How about you show me what you’re made of first? Tell me, what’s your fantasy? What gets you going in the dark?” I lean in, my breath warm against your ear, my large breasts pressing against your arm. (Pushing the paper to you I ask you to read it aloud ,you cheeks turn a faint red as you try to explain you brought the wrong story,I press a finger to your lips shushing you and telling you to read, you read it all)

Hearing her lover's story immediately made her sadness disappear, she even asked Raymond to tell her one by one the love stories he had read. "You can read it yourself, I'll bring the book tomorrow." Lazy to tell the story, Raymond asked Ara to read it herself. "Ah, no fun." Annoyed. Seeing Ara lying down made Raymond annoyed so he had no choice but to tell his lover all the love stories he had read. "Okay, okay, don't sleep yet," Ara got up then sat up and rested her head on the headboard. In China, the famous love story is Sampek Engtay, a love story that ends in death, just like Romeo and Juliet and Laila and Majnun.

he whispered. Meera snuggled closer, completely spent but deeply satisfied. In Alexander’s arms, she felt safe, loved, and utterly claimed. Their story had begun as forbidden desire between a powerful man and his young maid. Now, it was becoming something much deeper — a love that refused to be denied.

He replied and my heart started dancing again in my rib cage. "I know, I just don't know what I have done that I have gotten you as my partner." I replied with teary eyes. He wiped my tears with the pad of his thumb, then he pecked both of my eyes. "I don't like to see tears in your eyes. I like when I see happinesses dancing in your eyes. They are made for happinesses not for tears." He said and I smiled again. "No one would ever believe us or our story. That you married me forcefully. We look more romantic than the couples who have done love marriages." I said and giggled, thinking about our love story that had started with nothing but a stupidity. He chuckled softly and leaned in towards

I took in a sharp breath at the unexpected contact "Now, what is your name little mate?" He hadn't removed himself from on top of me. Instead, he was casually nipping at my neck giving soft kisses and pinching the skin in between his now normal teeth. Arousal flared out from me at the attention he was giving to my neck. My body betraying my mind. Hi sniffed at the air before groaning. I needed to think of another way to get him off of me as removing him by force wouldn't work.

No corner of the room was left which didn't witnessed the passion burning the two souls that were meant to be one. Arpita melted like a candle under Aditya's intense touch and their love knew no bound as it was filling the void of a long time. The longing and desire erupted like a volcano. The room was filled with their moans and groans. Aditya was a lost wanderer who was coming back to his home (Arpita) after a long time. Whereas Arpita absorbed and drank his each seductive move like a thirsty traveller whose thirst got drenched after days and days of waiting.

He pulled her closer to his body, warming both their bodies as they collided with one another. He waited for a couple of minutes for the girl to relax before placing a kiss behind her head and he too fell asleep while hugging her close to his warm body.