Star-crossed Romance Novels & Stories

Right… Aaric, the soul possessor. He had saved Liam his precious time to look for him, when he came straight away to his kingdom. But it meant, he came with the people as well? The human? Great. Those creature deserved each other. Those nasty creatures, really deserved one another. ======================= The wedding was beautiful and the bride also the groom looked very sparkling, they looked very amazing togehter and not only that, they deserved each other. It had been a long time since the last royal wedding happened, but then when it actually happened, it was very spectacular with a big firework that brightened the night sky.

“But tonight isn’t just about romance, Ari.” I frowned, the weight in his voice sobering me. “What do you mean?” Cross leaned forward, his expression uncharacteristically serious. “You need to brace yourself, cara. The path you’ve stepped onto is dangerous. I’ve tried to shield you from it, but I can’t anymore.” My chest tightened. “What are you saying?” “There are things you don’t know, things that could put you in harm’s way,” he said, his voice low. “The rival mafia, the attacks—it’s all connected. And you’re caught in the middle of it because of me.”

It was a promise to love and protect, to cherish and nurture the flame that burned brightly in our hearts. A surge of passion and desire ignited between us. The air crackled with an electric energy, and I could feel the intensity building as our lips drew closer. Unable to resist the magnetic pull, our mouths met in a searing, passionate kiss. It was a union of souls, a melding of two hearts that beat as one. Our tongues danced in a passionate rhythm, exploring the depths of each other's desires. He bit my lips and sucked my blood from them, grabbing my hair.

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

The pretty twenty-two year old nodded and walked to the front of the desk. “May I be of assistance to you gentlemen?” Ben took a good look at her and smiled. “Actually, yes. Would you help me find a book I’ve been looking for?” She smiled back. “What is the book called?” “I’m not sure but it is about two young star-crossed lovers whose parents are enemies, so they get married without their parents knowing but it all ends in tragedy when both die.”

His hands went and gently unbuttoned his shirt and lifted them off and soon body to body we were both half naked. "I am not going to have sex with you now," let's take it one step at a time. And we did take it one step at a time, I got more comfortable with romance with him and we were yet to have sex. I frequented the house more often and became friends with Gabriel and one day months later he popped the question. I was just nineteen then "Claire June, will you marry me," That was the moment I got all teary, I get to spend the rest of my life with the man I love.

She held the knife out, her hands shaking so violently the tip of the blade danced in the air. "I told you on the phone. My name is Romeo. And what I want is currently in the wind, thanks to your coward of a boyfriend." He stepped over a piece of the doorframe, his polished shoes crunching on the wood. "Matthew stole from me. You don't steal from me and simply walk away." "I don't care!" she yelled, tears of pure terror blurring her vision. "He left me! He’s gone to be with some other woman! Take his stuff, take the car, I don't care; just leave me alone!"

"You want to talk about balls, Roman? Why don't you show her how much you've been wanting to get your hands on her while I'm watching? Or better yet, while I'm taking what's mine." The air snapped. The friction between them-a mix of deep-seated rivalry and buried, carnal lust-finally exploded. There was no more talking. Jax yanked Elena toward him, crushing his mouth against hers in a kiss that tasted like a declaration of war. It was brutal, hungry, and entirely devoid of gentleness. Elena didn't shrink away; she met him with a ferocity that drew a growl from his throat, her hands clawing at his back.

a sad movie, that is. What was it again that he told me before when we were younger? Oh, right. We were 'star-crossed lovers'. He was such a romantic. And at that moment, as our lips touched, all the pain seemed to have washed away - forgotten, or at least, concealed. Diary, you know how much hurt I've been, both of us, have been through - simply because... we cannot be. His parents didn't approve of me, of us, because I wasn't like them. And that was the plain, hard truth.

I said, peering at him. “They look happier today,” he said, and I chuckled, looking at the sand beneath my feet. “I wasn’t talking about the stars in the sky,” I said. “Nor was I,” he said, looking at me. “Have you heard about star-crossed lovers?” “Lovers who end up tragically?” “Yup. Don’t you think we are star-crossed lovers?” I felt a sting in my chest, “why so?” “We tragically love each other,” he said.