Spice Romance Novels & Stories

I almost choke on my food. Spencer doesn't seem to do well himself. He looks uncomfortable, shifting on his seat. Oh boy, something is really going to go down today. “Grammy, you should stop watching so many romcom movies. Now, you've started to talk like them.” Spencer tries to divert her attention somewhere else, a fake smile plastered on his face. “I'm now into romcom books actually. You should read them too. Maybe that will teach you to treat your girlfriend accordingly.” I gulp down the food after hearing the last part of her speech.

“I won’t say you’re lame if you don’t make fun of my cooking too much.” She kisses me on the cheek. “I’m sure it won’t be that bad.” I sip my coffee as she takes the first bite and chews thoughtfully. Then, she stands and walks over to my spice cabinet. “I thought you were sure they wouldn’t be that bad,” I say. “They’re not.” I laugh at the hesitance in her tone. “Fine, tell me what I did wrong.” She returns to the island with an armful of spices. “They just don’t have a lot of depth of flavor. It’s just…egg and salt. But if you add a pinch of dill, a sprinkle of marjoram—”

Sophie admitted, jotting something down. I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose. “You two are impossible.” “We’re thorough,” Fatima corrected, grinning. --- By lunchtime, my cravings had shifted again. This time, I wanted spaghetti. But not just any spaghetti—I needed it to be spicy. So spicy it could probably melt a hole in the wall. Jake, bless him, didn’t even question it as he helped me whip up a batch of extra-spicy marinara sauce. But when I sat down to eat, Sophie and Fatima were there, watching me like hawks.

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

He found my lips again as he slowly unbuttoned my pants. “I am going to make you wash that dirty mouth of yours.” He carried me over and laid me on the desk as my pants were being ripped off and leaving me in my laced panties. “I love when they match.” He whispered. He ripped his shirt off his back and man he was ripped. He ran his palm from my chest down to my stomach as he found my sweet spot and moved them to the side before indulging himself in my sweet spot. His tongue met my beat and completely soaked my panties that were still on me. I didn’t think anything could be so great. He eventually slid them off me before getting back to town and not before he slipped his middle finger in me c

“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

Final] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THEME: HAPPINESS & JUBILATION 💕 unknown pov💕 .. .. It’s been two years since the coming together of the Demon and vampire clan but Damien and Alisha decided to slow down in getting married.

"That, Adam's words prove to be a curse for me until now." Yara clenched her fists that were under the table. She remembers the words of Adam, her first love and first ex boyfriend in high school when they broke up. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle."

“I bought them on purpose. As an apology for coming home late. I called and messaged you, but there was no response at all. Turns out, you were sleeping.” Velia's smile turned into laughter. Especially with Lucas's hand moving up and down her waist, adding an unnecessary tickle. Lucas's eyes sparkled. Astonishment radiated from them. “Are you hungry? I ordered spaghetti.” Velia glanced at the kitchen island. “I love spaghetti. It goes well with the roses.” “Sit down and wait for your rose companion to arrive.” Velia did not refuse. She immediately pulled a chair and sat calmly. The roses were placed on the side table as she observed Lucas busy with the plates and other tableware.

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.