Sport Romance Novels & Stories

His eyes searched mine, not doubting, not testing, honoring the weight of what I meant without forcing it spoken before its moment. “Then stay,” he said softly. I smiled. “I keep doing that.” He stood, bringing me with him, and we moved back toward the window, arms around each other again, bodies aligned, hearts calm. Outside, the world resumed its restless motion. Inside, we didn’t rush to match it. Romance, I realized, isn’t only intensity. It’s recognition. It’s safety. It’s being met, fully, and held there with intention. His chin rested lightly against my hair. My hands rested over his. No performance. No strategy. No armor.

Close enough that Maya caught the scent—something sweet and smoky, like incense and sex mixed together. “You’re staring,” the woman said. Voice low, a little rough. Maya shrugged. “You’re hard not to stare at.” A slow smile. Sharp teeth flashed for half a second. “Name’s Lira.” “Maya.” They talked shit for a while. Nothing important. Music, the asshole at the end of the bar, how the whiskey here tasted like regret. Lira’s knee brushed Maya’s. Stayed there. Heat bled through the thin fabric of Maya’s skirt.

Jennifer Koch, my childhood friend, has spent years helping me "test" my boyfriend, Tyler Sloan, to see if he's someone worth being with. When she sends a message in our group chat saying that she wants a beach vacation, her boyfriend immediately books first-class flight tickets for the two of them. Meanwhile, I wait up, checking my phone constantly. The clock strikes midnight before Tyler's reply comes in. "I'm busy." On Valentine's Day, Jennifer is showered with gifts and flowers. What I get is a lecture from Tyler. "Can you not be so childish? Who cares about these frivolous things?" Every time, I hold back my tears and try to excuse his behavior for him. "He's just not a very sentime

"Natural at this. Keep going." Ryan shifted on the sofa. Heat crawled up his neck. Watching Sophia move like that for another man sent conflicting waves through him. Part of him burned with jealousy. Another part could not look away. His cock stirred traitorously in his jeans. Sophia glanced over at Ryan while continuing her grind, her expression unreadable but her cheeks flushed. She turned back to Victor, growing bolder. Her hands ran down his chest as she rocked harder, the friction building between them. Victor finally reached down and unzipped his pants. He freed his thick, heavy cock, already fully hard and standing proud. It rested against his stomach for a moment before he gripped th

It felt good. After dinner, we moved to the couch. Roman pulled me into his lap, but it wasn’t sexual. He just held me, one hand stroking my back while the other played with my curls. We watched a silly rom-com on his massive TV, commenting on how unrealistic it was, laughing at the cheesy lines. At one point, I turned in his lap to face him, straddling his thighs. I kissed him softly — not demanding, just affectionate. He kissed me back the same way, hands resting respectfully on my waist, never pushing for more.

I pulled him toward me and crashed my mouth against his. It wasn't a soft kiss. It wasn't a movie kiss. It was messy, desperate, and full of all the anger and confusion we had been carrying since the day we became roommates. It tasted like salt and heat. It felt like a fight. Jax made a low sound in his throat: half a groan, half a growl and slammed me back against the tiled wall. The cold tile hit my back, but I didn't care because his body was warm, pressing against me, pinning me there. His hands moved from my arms to my waist, gripping me so hard I knew there would be marks tomorrow.

Perhaps she would fall for him if he spoke to her more gently. He had mentioned clearly to Sean that this was a fair and square competition. Since that was that case, he needed to let Christina know about his feelings. He planned to confess to her officially. Matthew understood women loved the idea of romance. Perhaps she might agree to go out with him if he managed to tug her heartstrings. He reserved an entire luxurious restaurant and filled the venue with fresh flowers and balloons. He then brought her over for dinner. Upon arriving at the scene, Christina discovered his intention. The sight of the candlelight dinner reminded her of Michael. Back then, he had used this trick to win over h

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their

I ripped off his shirt and my suspicions became true. He had the insignia of the Russian Mafia which means the attempted rape was planned. I walked towards the whisky cabinet content to let Lorenzo handle it but when he became cockier I got tired. With a glass of whisky in my hand,I moved towards the duo. Right in front of them,I gulped it down. It trailed down my lips and disappeared in the middle of my breasts. I could see Lorenzo's eyes follow them down the trail they made before he visibly gulped. "Who sent you", Lorenzo asked in that deep voice of his that sent vibrations and shivers all over my body.

He offered and handed his pill to me, bringing a bright smile to my face. "Thanks bro." I thanked him, and he winked, rushing out. That was how he saved me, but I knew it was only a matter of time before my secret would be exposed. This was a dangerous path to tread—the type that would bring disaster and death at the end. It was that type of romance that has no happy ending. I knew this, and I should stay away. The best option was to kill her and save myself from falling harder, but my powers are weak in front of her.