Slow Burn Romance Novels & Stories

“The title was Taming Sunrise. The story is about twins whose bond was tested when a man named Caleb entered the picture. Dawn, the heroine was a man-hater while Caleb was a girl magnet. These two who has an opposite personality has to cease fire to help the other twin – Dusk with her role. This book is filled with humor, romance and… spicy scenes so I do not recommend it to our young readers.” “I think I have a new book to hunt.” She chuckled. “Now, you mentioned the High School Love Affair earlier which was released last month, it was astonishing to see the progress of your book. It was immediately labeled as sold out in bookstores and was announced as bestseller worldwide. What do you fee

I whine as I feebly shove his body off but with his built like that, it feels like I’m pushing an immovable wall. If I'd known dating Luca would end up like this, I would have improved my stamina. Well, technically, my stamina isn’t that problematic, it’s just that he has a higher libido. “I am t-trying to avoid jet lag…please?” “Okay, fine.” He plops himself back to bed next to me. “But once we’ve returned, we might not have enough alone time.” “I still have a break due to Thanksgiving.” “Yeah but you will be hanging out with Gene most of the time.”

He walked toward me slowly, firelight dancing across his skin. “Because everything is unraveling,” he whispered, “and you’re the only thread that’s real.” His mouth was on mine before I could reply. And when the bond flared, It didn’t just burn. It screamed. And in that moment, as Kael’s lips crashed into mine, the bond surged like a tidal wave of fire, hot, consuming, and impossible to stop. But far away, someone else felt it too. Riven. And the fury in his bones began to rise.

I replied. The kiss was soft and sensual and no moves were made in haste. Where our make-out sessions were an all consuming fire, this was a slow burn. Each caress is gentle and like a cool balm to my aching soul. I savor every moment wishing that it could last, but knowing it will end. Alpha Hollis POV

Time softened around the edges. Gradually, the laughter faded. The movement slowed. Damien pulled her close, forehead resting against hers, rain sliding between them. “You know,” he murmured, “this is better than any gym slow dance.” A pause, then a grin. “But you can still take me to prom, Miss Laurent.” Aria smiled. “Keep telling yourself that, von Adler.” Neither of them moved away. The kiss came gently, like a question neither needed answered — rain-cold and warm all at once, hesitant and then sure. When they finally pulled apart, Damien rested his forehead against hers, grinning like he’d just discovered something important.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

Then leaned in, kissing her again, not hungrily, but reverently, like her answer had been a prayer. Their pants were eased away, layer by layer, as if time itself had slowed to make room for them. Skin met skin, and the heat between them deepened, less a spark, more a rising flame. The kind that didn’t consume, but warmed all the way through. Riven hovered above her, bracing himself with one hand, the other gently trailing along her thigh. “I’ll go slow,” he murmured against her lips. “Tell me if it’s too much. Tell me everything.” Mae nodded, fingers tightening on his shoulder. When he entered her, it was with care, with gravity, like the moment was something ancient being rewritten in thei

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A glint of fury smoldered in his eyes, anger stoked by Ismael's deceptive actions, the audacity of his plan. Leo's gaze bore into Ismael, a potent mix of disappointment and rage simmering beneath the surface. With a swift, disdainful motion, Leo tossed the envelope Ismael had handed him earlier to the ground. The paper caught fire, the flames devouring it with an intensity that mirrored Leo's fury. Watching the burning file, Leo's expression contorted with a mixture of disgust and disdain, his fiery emotions mirroring the flames that consumed the paper. Slowly, his gaze lifted, fixing onto Ismael with an unyielding intensity.

Heat turns to an incandescent burn, and I remember why I still drink sourplum brandy. Sometimes, the best thing one can do in this life is burn. Hot, bright, and fast. Defiant of what the world decrees for you. Finn sinks teeth into my lower lip and pulls back sharply with a lance of pain. I take the split second he’s away from me to meet his gaze. No, the best thing in life is not to burn. It’s to burn together with someone one… cares about. I wrap my arms around Finn’s neck and bite him back until I draw blood hotter than his words, colder than the fire building between my legs. My tongue slides along his lower lip before darting into his mouth, rich with ginger and moss.