Start Of Romance Novels & Stories

“I’m tryna take Lola somewhere nice.” Benita blinked. “Lola?” “My assistant,” she clarified. “The one from the party.” Kent groaned. “Oh my God, you’re still on that?” “Why wouldn’t I be? We had a connection.” “You held her hand. Once.” Syl nodded. “Exactly. Vulnerable moment. That’s how all good romances start.” Benita nearly choked on her juice. Cillian rolled his eyes but let them have their nonsense. “Did you text her?” Benita asked.

Actually gasped, like Dhara had just told her she was secretly married. “Oh my God. You said complicated. That’s already romantic.” “It’s not romantic,” Dhara said quickly. Too quickly. “It’s just—unexpected. And weird. And inconvenient.” “That’s literally how every love story starts,” Nina shot back, grinning like she had just cracked the code to the universe. “You meet. You deny. You travel together. Then you fall in love. It’s basic math.” Dhara wanted to laugh at how good this was going.

“As I’ve said I don’t know what you’re talking” “Since you’re acting all innocently. I’ll just straight up ask you. How was your first time with that hot guy from last night” Mila asks, done with my bullshit. I slowly recall the events of last night. Damn I couldn’t help but blushed. I started from the beginning and bought the up to date with what happen between me and HOT STRANGER. On how I left the hotel room by 5:30 am. How we didn’t even exchange each other’s name.

Wrapped in each other's arms, we surrendered to the tranquility of the moment, allowing the rhythm of our breathing to harmonize. Roman's fingers traced delicate circles on my back, and he broke the silence with a soft, contemplative tone. "Emily, do you remember the first time we met?" I tilted my head, savoring the warmth of his embrace. "Of course, I do. How could I forget?" Roman chuckled, the sound vibrating beneath my ear. "You were fierce and independent, determined not to let anyone into your heart. And now, you're the Luna of our pack and my beloved mate."

he captured her lips, kissing her passionately. Aileen turned fully to him so now they were facing each other and kissing without disturbance. She responded to his kisses gently. Rooftops was the student's hideout for their romances, and the teachers were aware of this place but none of them cared enough to say a word to abouts. Since most of the students here belong to some wealthy families, the school for rich kids, nobody wanted to be their family's bad book. They pulled away panting for air, their eyes speaking of the love they feel for each other. "I love you Aileen, so much that it drives me insane" they hugged, her face was crimson red from his advances.

And later, I have to go to Rome’s office to start working there. “I was too busy, babe, so this time I got the opportunity to call you since Xino said you are in your week off,” Rome explained further. “You know, why not just get married as soon as possible since we are both single and compatible, right? I fell in love with you at first sight and you’re really handsome! You’re so manly too,” she said with a mix of squeal and excitement while caressing Rome’s arms. She was also biting her lower lip. “It was my first time to be with a man in a romantic way. My exes were almost aggressive,” she added.

The romance becomes a beautiful fire. His cockhead nudges my entrance. The pressure builds. My pussy pulses with readiness. Wet heat invites him inside. He pauses. His forehead rests against mine. Our breathing mingles together. Love and lust intertwine in this one perfect moment. The slide in feels imminent. The romance blazes bright. It promises so much more.

“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.

“I know.” He leaned in, and this time, when our lips met, it wasn’t fire and desperation. It was soft. Steady. Healing. A kiss that said, We made it. A kiss that said, We still can. When we finally pulled back, I was breathless. Roman’s forehead rested against mine. “This week,” he murmured, eyes still locked on mine, “is the beginning of everything new. You’ll see.” And something in his voice told me he meant it.

Prologue In love many people marry for love, fame, money or because they were forced to marry by their families, like in Rosalie and Roman’s case. Roman’s phone began ringing waking Rosalie from her slumber, she tried to turn only to find herself wrapped in Roman’s arms, she had fallen asleep in Roman’s bed!! How did she end up here? She slowly rose from his bed and walked out of the room before Roman woke. Rosalie couldn’t stop the memory of the previous night from coming, she blushed when she remembered what happened the night before. It had been her first time.