Study Novels Billionaire Romance Novels & Stories

Or maybe he does sleep, but Henry had never seen him actually doing it nor does he think he was capable of sleeping at all. He was nervous as he waited for the billionaire to open his eyes. Valentino Veldiar is the wealthiest in Falkor City. Every living being, including the dead, is terrified of his name. He's almost a god in this place and is known as an elusive bachelor. He rarely shows himself to the public. Every woman in Falkor City was dying to be the next Mrs. Veldiar. He has power and wealth, and everyone who has seen him from afar swears he looks like a descended god.

PENNY Wickedly smart. Insanely intelligent. Sexy and terrifying. Son of a senator. CEO of Hilton Tech and the most eligible bachelor under thirty. Christian Hilton is apparently a huge deal and now a giant wall standing between me, my inheritance, and opening my bakery. “The city’s leading man,” Jess reads off her phone beside me, then snorts. “I’ve never heard of him.” Which is the truth. He’s a stranger. An unknown and I’m expected to just marry him.

"I don't have time for sentimental relationships. This is purely business. You need money; I need marital status. A win-win." Hazel felt her body tremble. All of this was too absurd to digest in one night. Theo narrowed his eyes, as if reading the doubt on Hazel's face. "The consideration is simple, Miss Gabriella. I pay all your mother's hospital bills. In return, you become my wife for a year." For several seconds, Hazel couldn't say anything. Those words echoed in her mind, blurring both her logic and fear. "So... what's your decision?" Theo added coldly, as if Hazel's answer was merely a formality that wouldn't change his decision.

Relaxed back at my dorm later, eating snacks Stephanie bought me to my fill, I scrolled through the media and found something that made me pause. [Julian Blackwell Caught Last Night With Tech Heiress Angelina Ross! Is Romance Brewing?!] My grip on my phone tightened, my heart hurting for some reason as I read the blog The Whistleblower made, looking at the photo of Julian and the girl. I tried to calm myself. We weren't dating. We were ‘friendly,’ and I could totally date too if I wanted. It's fine. I'd suddenly lost all appetite and joy for the day, staring at my phone in silence.

"I'm glad you like them, ma'am. Now, shall we head downstairs for breakfast? The boss and his wife are waiting for you." Katiya nodded eagerly, eager to meet the people who had shown her such kindness. As Katiya descended the grand staircase, she couldn't help but marvel at the opulence of her surroundings. The mansion exuded an air of wealth and sophistication that she had only ever seen in movies or read about in books. Each step she took seemed to echo through the spacious foyer, serving as a reminder of just how far removed she was from her humble beginnings in Oscaria.

“Jamie, tell your cousin to stay out of our family’s business.” His cousin? My eyes widened as my pupils dilated. It can't be. The man who just saved me is my intended husband—Diego Montenegro. How come nobody told me? “Savannah and I will be married soon so I would appreciate it if nobody destroys her pretty face for me. Understood?” He said, his eyes dangerously fixed on Briannah, an unexplainable darkness in his eyes. She trembled as her face went pale. Everyone went pale. It felt like his voice paused time and music.

Queen of my Heart Synopsis Ronald Gidwani, a billionaire, who is also a single father, finds love again when he meets Raina, The Queen Of His Heart. ........... "I think that will be all for today, Gabriel. I have to head home now. You know Alessandra will not go to bed without me." Ronald said as he stood up from the chair behind his desk and started arranging the files on the desk. He was trying to sort out the documents to take home for the weekend to work on and the ones to leave in the office.

Mason whipped out his phone and turned it around, showing him the headline on the ‘NewYork Business Post’ ‘“SAN LIMITED PLUMMETING IN THE STOCK MARKET—Who’s behind the elusive billionaire’s downfall and is it all deliberate ?”’ “It’s all nonsense,” Justin grunted, “Every single one of it. It’s nonsense.” “Come on man. You can be honest with me. Gianna is gutting for blood and hell hath a woman’s scorn.” Mason responded.

The house was still, hushed, almost gentle. I sat on the couch and scrolled. Not for anything in particular. Just… something. A distraction. The kind you search for when your chest feels tight and you don’t know if it’s grief or exhaustion pressing on your ribs. That’s when I saw it. A blog headline. “Billionaire’s Nanny: Savior or Social Climber? The Curious Case of May Hemlings.” My thumb hovered. Then I tapped. The page loaded slowly. Every second an anvil.

Jeez, I knew from the beginning that whatever was between us would always be a business proposal, it's not like he would even think of me in that direction. I mean, look at me, I'm broke with nothing to claim account for, I can't even match his status one bit or even be as prettier as those girls that used to hover around us. I really should stop daydreaming always. The reason why we haven't really gotten in touch with the paparazzi is because of the way the town is. Who would even think that the almighty billionaire Alexander Donovan, would come here. A low town like Hawthorne. I sighed, crossing my legs and staring up at the children playing not far from where I was when I tilted my head a