Soft Romance Novels & Stories

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

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.

Spencer gave a low chuckle, kissed me again, and then lifted up the blanket to get into bed. But the moment he saw what was underneath the blanket, he completely froze. "Kay…" The soft lighting from the night light gently radiated across the room and shrouded over me. The pearl gleamed in and out of sight while nestled against my hair. The light also cast shadows across my bosom as my chest rose and fell. The touches of pink were especially enticing when contrasted against the other more muted colors.

he whispered. I met his eyes just as he pushed in. The stretch made me gasp and cling to his shoulders, my body struggling to take him. “Easy,” he soothed, kissing my temple. “You’re doing so good. God, you feel better than I ever imagined.” He eased deeper, inch by inch, until he filled me completely. He stilled, giving me time, his forehead pressed to mine. I nodded faintly, telling him to move. He rocked his hips slowly, the burn giving way to heat that made me moan against his mouth. Our rhythm was awkward at first, but soon it caught, and the world fell away.

Isabelle approached them with a sugary smile of feigned innocence. The diamond on her ring finger caught the light dazzling. "Damien Cole? I didn't see that coming, sis. Though I suppose you always wanted what was mine," she taunted. Her insinuation stung, but Damien stepped in. "She's doing just fine," Damien interjected. The tension in the room grew thick. Then, with deliberate accuracy, Damien wrapped his arm around Sienna's waist and leaned in slightly. "You don't owe anyone an explanation," he whispered gently in her ear.

She let out a low, contented sigh, closing her eyes as she leaned back into his solid frame. Dominic breathed in deeply, inhaling the delicious scent of wild jasmine, rain, and warm skin that belonged only to her. The ancient mate-bond flared to life beneath their skin, sending quiet, golden sparks fluttering across their arms and chest like warm sunshine. "You're cold, little wolf," Dominic murmured against her skin, his deep voice a soothing, raspy whisper that sent a sweet shiver down her spine. "I was just watching the snow," Rosalie whispered softly, tilting her head back against his shoulder. "It feels so peaceful tonight, Dominic. For the first time in so long... we are safe."

“Yeah?” A faint smile appeared. The kind he only showed me. The kind nobody else ever saw. “I like this.” I swallowed. “So do I.” The honesty surprised both of us. Romano’s eyes softened. For once neither of us hid behind sarcasm. Neither of us joked. Neither of us ran. Slowly he leaned closer and I met him halfway. The kiss was gentle, slow, there was no need to rush or hurry. It was just us and it felt calm. It definitely did calm my nerves, I deepened the kiss as he lifted me, I was sitting on his lap while my hands were entangled in his hair and his hands rubbing all over my body. Neither of us wanted this moment to end then suddenly we heard a cough.

, She chuckled more but soon enough she felt her heart pump at a high speed when she saw him walking towards her . " Am ....am ...am so..", Trembling she began to talk herself inwardly but he was now near her . " What is it Rinna ? , Are you now afraid " , He whisper yelled when she noticed the fear in her eyes but even when she tried to be strong she this time failed to say anything and surprisingly it was not because that he was angry but all because he was near her . He was so near that she now smelled his sweet perfume , the body perfume which was now making her become weaker and to make it worse with the position they were in she realized that his chest was resting on one of her breast

“Now is not the time to be horny.” “She wants us.” He swoons. “Can’t you smell it?” I sniff the air, focusing on the scent he has caught. I feel myself getting excited as Zara’s rose and chamomile scent is mixing with the scent of heat stronger than I’ve ever sensed from her before. Rocky tries to push forward again to get to his mate. Is Zara’s heat affecting me?

The soft breeze played with our hair, as if adding its touch to the tapestry of love that enveloped us. In this moment of stillness, I leaned into Roman's embrace, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat against my back. We sat in comfortable silence, the unspoken words between us speaking volumes. Our love didn't need grand gestures or extravagant words; it was woven into the fabric of our being, an unbreakable bond that transcended space and time.