Novel & Cerita Sports Romance

I awkwardly nod at him. "Nope, you are wrong. You wrote a love story with a classic tragedy at the end." So what?! It is almost a shock, and it's a romance. "It's a romance." I contest. "No, it's not. Let me tell you what's a romance story is." He pauses and stands up. He begins to move as he explains. "A romance story is a type of genre in fiction novel which places its primary focus on a relationship and romantic love between two persons. Usually emotionally satisfying and has an optimistic ending. Romance story always has a happy ending despite the challenges of your plot." Oh! I understand.

The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app. And so, I decided let things go. I looked at him and said: "Christopher Caelum Asher Renault-Lee," he looked at me, puzzled. "Your Highness. There is no hiding." I took a deep breath. "I'm in love you, too," I said. And there was silence. He just looked at me, face unreadable except for what seemed like shock. "Um…hello?" I asked, waving my hands before his face. "Hey, are you o–" And just like that, I found myself kissing the prince.

Then a slow, soft smile spread across his lips- the kind that made him look almost human, almost gentle, even though I knew the darkness still lurked just beneath. “Whatever you want, baby,” he murmured, kissing my forehead. “A movie sounds perfect.” He got up and browsed through the streaming apps on the TV. “What kind do you want? Action? Thriller? Or something soft?” “Romcom,” I said quietly, already changing into my soft silk shorts and a loose top. The fabric felt cool against my still-sensitive skin. I climbed into bed, pulling the blanket over my legs. Tristan chose a popular romantic comedy and dimmed the lights before sliding into bed beside me. He immediately pulled me between his

“Whatever. Just don’t ruin the movie.” The film starts. Some cheesy romantic comedy she picked. I lean back against Roman’s chest, my head resting near his shoulder. His body is rock hard with tension. I can feel his heart beating faster against my back. I start moving slowly. A small roll of my hips, like I’m just adjusting. My bare pussy slides along the thick outline of his cock through his shorts. I’m already wet. The friction makes me bite my lip as heat spreads through me. Roman’s fingers tighten on my hips—a warning.

Even Sophie and her date are no longer paying attention to the movie. Rose’s POV “So how was Paul?” I asked Sophie after the movie. She couldn’t wait to gush over him, “he’s soooo romantic, did you know he writes romance novels? He’s just fantastic, I can really feel the chemistry between us. Besides, I may never find my mate so Paul is definitely good boyfriend material.” I thought over what she said. It’s hard to believe how lucky I was to find multiple mates. The gods have something planned, I can just feel it.

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.

"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."

Chapter 221 ROMAN “Rome , I love you. I love you.” She smiles into my lips and I laugh out loud. “I love you too.” I smile. As our kisses deepen I try to hold off the raging hard-on in my pants. Fuck, this isn’t the time. Ana, who is straddled over me, starts to slowly rock herself backwards and forwards over my cock and I close my eyes to hold off my arousal. She starts to really ride me as her kiss continues.

Hearing the system's promise, I was instantly tempted. "Ximena, let me fix your skull." I used the universal glue to carefully attach the missing piece back onto her head. After it dried, I had her shake her head a few times to test it. "It's really fixed." Ximena broke into a happy smile. I seized the moment to make my request. "Ximena, today is our wedding day. Let's just forget all the misunderstandings from before. How about you give me that nail as a token of our love?"

They kissed longer, slowly, Dennis let go of his lips on her, their eyes stuck together, none of them said a word to each other and it felt like their whole body was drawn together by a divine force none of them could explain. Cassandra didn't want Dennis to stop kissing her, she felt so alive watching him with her eyes, her heart entangling with his. She wanted more or his lips on hers, her body melted immediately he kissed her and she wanted to feel it again. The sound of the door bell brought them back to reality. Cassandra quickly remembered her pizza order. "I will get it" she said to Dennis and walked towards him with shaky legs. She opened the door, looked at the delivery guy who just