Spanish Romance Novels & Stories

"What does that mean" "I thought you said you know Spanish?" "I don't really know but why mom is Spanish so..." "Unbelievable here I thought since you a hotshot business man you will know so many language" "Then you thought wrong... the people I do business with all know English and even if they didn't we have someone who does translation...now are you going to tell me what that meant" I didn't know what came over me to say "that for me to know and for you to find out corazon"

“Am not going to allow that, she’s mine and there’s nothing you can do about it,I don’t care about the prophesy,all I know is that she’s going nowhere. “What about our betrothal?” Lady Katherine asked, feigning sadness as her father wrapped her in his embrace. “I annulled it long ago,we were only Betrothed because of the spell but I have been healed,I can love now” he replied as I smirked inwardly.

"Bring it on, vampire. I'm ready for anything." With a playful gleam in his eyes, Jonathan leaned in and captured my lips once again, this time with a mix of tenderness and mischief. Our laughter dissolved into a passionate embrace. At that moment, surrounded by the aroma of breakfast cooking and the warmth of our connection, I realized that our love was not just about the serious moments or the battles we faced. It was also about finding joy and laughter in the simplest of moments, cherishing the lightheartedness that kept our spirits alive.

Hannah felt her heartbeat quicken for a moment, and even her ears turned warm. Perhaps due to the unfamiliar surroundings of being in a foreign country, Darren appeared more at ease expressing emotions and effortlessly weaving them into words akin to reciting poetry. Hannah's lips curled into a faint smile. A blush spread across her cheeks. However, Adele felt a sudden shock at their deep affection and romance.

"Dr. Steward didn't care. I couldn't say no, so we went to the same place we ate the first time. I had no appetite, but Dr. Steward ordered so much food that even I ended up eating. The lady who came from Spain taught us several funny phrases, so when Harry told her to teach us Spanish words, the only thing we learned was to say: “Hijos de puta!” We both scream while the alcohol runs through our bodies.

"You're going to help me? How? And with what?" Kento's grin widened as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to help you with your mission: Operation Romancing my Husband." I frowned. "Operation Romancing my Husband?" Kento nodded. "Yep. That's what you are going to do. Since you two got married without building the most important foundation, which is love, you will have to start building it from scratch. We've already got one of the ingredients: you, being madly in love with my asshole best friend. Now we only need the second ingredient, and that is to make Navid fall for you too."

"So do you. It's a shame it's all pretense." His smile was shallow, never reaching his eyes. "Not all of it," he replied. As the city lights shimmered around them, Serena pondered just how real this façade of romance might become. But as their car drew into the main road, Serena's phone suddenly buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. From an Unknown Number: "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Serena. Back off-while you still can." Her breath hitched. Damien noticed the change in her expression.

Evelyn’s voice trembled. “How long?” “What?” “How long have you been lying to me?” Mateo frowned. “I’m not lying.” “You disappear for hours. You hide things from me. And now this?” “It’s art, Evelyn.” “Don’t say that like it explains everything.” The argument lasted hours. Words flew across the room like broken glass. “You don’t understand my world,” Mateo said. “And you don’t respect me,” Evelyn replied. “I respect you.” “No. You respect inspiration. Not people.”

As we reached the top of the staircase, Aurelio stopped and looked at me, a playful smirk curving his lips. “Going somewhere, mi mascota?” he said softly in Spanish, eyes glinting dangerously. I froze. The words made my stomach twist, my pulse racing even faster. “Yes,” I breathed, almost too soft. “I’m… going.” His smirk widened. “Good. Keep moving.” I stepped forward, my body aching with anticipation, confusion, and an impossible longing. Every part of me wanted to run back to Slate, every part wanted to stay with Aurelio, every part wondered what awaited me upstairs with the “big boss.”

"I just love you, Selena. Even if you don't come back, I will still love you and will not marry another woman. After all, Carmen and I don't have any relationship. I have considered her as my own sister. Even though we used to have an arranged marriage, but I never loved Carmen because you have managed to attract my heart to you.” Selena blushed with Lorenzo's very romantic words. So far, Lorenzo rarely utters romantic words because Lorenzo is a firm man who doesn't know romance. For her the words of love full of romance are not important because the man is more interested in a real action than just a nonsense that is not proven true. But this morning Lorenzo had proven to her that he too wa