Story Romantis Novels & Stories

“I love you so much, mio prezioso amore.” She said just before their lips met. A low purr rumbled for her chest as their kiss deepened. Soon she found herself laying on the bed as Romero stripped her dress from her while placing soft sweet kisses from her neck and down her body. She closed her eyes and let out soft moans each time he kissed. Romero soon stripped both of them from their clothes and threw them on the floor. He continued to place kisses along her neck causing her to shiver in pleasure. Soon they were caught up in their love making and close towards the end Romero sunk his canine’s into the crook of her neck and marked her. She let out an even louder moan as she came. Then she t

I had my first kiss with him, my first sex which I still remember vividly. I still remember the day we first met. I think it was love at first sight. He made me feel so many things at once and he still makes me feel the same way. We first started as best friends. He was so caring, respectful and handsome. A perfect gentleman. Everything was going well until Ade decided to end our relationship because of a silly mistake. But now I am going to get him back. He belongs to me. ****

he asked with such politeness that Selene couldn't refuse, and her eyes lit up again. "Yes," she whispered in response. Frederick settled more comfortably in the chair and paid attention, feeling excited like a child. "Romeo and Juliet." "Eh?" "The book I have in my hands is about a tragic romance between Romeo and Juliet, by the author William Shakespeare. Do you still want me to read it?" she asked, unsure if he would accept. "I would be delighted to hear it, my Lady, please," he requested, and Selene nodded.

"I mean because the man I want you to marry is the one you love and love you but instead of that... you ended up marrying me. Your one and only gay best friend." "Rather than me marrying that Owen! It's better that I marry you. Don't you want to?" "Of course, you're better off, you're not toxic like the other girls and boys there! Then if we live together in the same house, we won't have any problems." "I thought about that too! And when we find the one, the one we were meant to be, we can get divorced right! Isn't easy??" I smiled at him. "Yes, it is!" How many times did we catch up and laugh?

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.

I really need to find Belvedere already. "Well then," Romano folds his hand and step forward, this mischievous, never-to-be-trusted smile on his face, "I want to talk to my mate and tell her Weylin isn't my girlfriend or anything but just one stubborn bitch on the call girls list which I already burnt. I want to apologize for what you just saw now and tell you it'll never happen again. And about your date with Rex, I don't mind you going out with the fake guy but the thoughts of you going out while your panties is in my hold. I didn't mean to say that publicly but you can't go butts-naked and Rex, I don't think going out with my girl regards to loyalty or respect from you." Although he looks

I said softly, “how you can write multiple romances based on a single topic.” “Hm,” Rome murmured. “For example,” I continued, my thoughts flowing more freely now, “two people might meet at the same place. A cafe. A workplace. A school. But the way they fall in love will never be identical.” Rome leaned slightly closer to the railing beside me. “Why is that?” he asked. “Because people are different,” I said. “Their wounds are different. Their fears are different. Their hopes are different.” He nodded slowly.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I prefer the smell of fresh air lately. Could you free up your schedule for my birthday? I have some activities in mind, and I want you to join me.” He nodded, his voice full of affection. “Of course. Whatever you say, darling.” That night, I tossed and turned in bed. Victor’s arm was tightly wrapped around me. When I carefully tried to break free, something fell from his pocket and rolled onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a lipstick. It had a black shell with embossed gold edges, and it was a bright red that I was very familiar with. It was Summer’s favorite color. Countless people had asked her where she bought that color, but she just smiled and said it was h

It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish. When he finally released me, we were both panting. "You love me," Francis said, locking eyes with me, each word deliberate as if willing it to be true. "You'll keep loving me. The drugs are irrelevant." I could not help but laugh. "Francis, who are you kidding?" Francis acted like he did not hear me. He just stood up and smoothed out his suit. "You're getting out tomorrow. Come stay at my place." "That's not my home," I said.

Roman and Emily, with their unwavering affection, seemed to emit an enchanting aura that touched the hearts of everyone present. As I watched Roman and Emily interact, their love radiated like a beacon, illuminating the space around them. The way they looked into each other's eyes, the gentle touches and shared smiles—it was as if they were dancing to a tune only they could hear. Their love story was captivating, and I couldn't help but feel grateful to witness such a profound connection.