Suspenseful Romance Novels & Stories

“Enough!” I screeched tired of his games, while now he is nice I know his kindness will end when the sun rises. He slowly kisses my unsuspecting lips, while I close my eyes without hesitation. “Just give me this chance.” He whispers to me with his champagne-scented breath. “Give me one more night.” He asks me as his brown eyes fill with tears. I fall exhausted before his nostalgic gaze, while we both undress completely, to share a small tub where he massages every part of my body, while the most obvious hiding places of my body are found with great ease by that clever man.

“You? Soulmate? Nah, man. You don’t do soulmates. You do revenge and business. That’s your thing.” I bit back a frustrated sigh, gripping my cup harder. Ken was right he always was when it came to the cold, calculated version of me. But what the hell was I supposed to call this feeling? The jolt that shot through me when her body had collided with mine, the inexplicable connection I felt as if my soul had recognized hers before my mind had even caught up. Ken, still grinning, leaned forward, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the table. “Don’t tell me the great Nicholas Moretti actually fell for some random café worker?”

Serena’s voice sharpened. “Yes. Safe,” he repeated, stepping closer. “Predictable. Corporate. It looks like every other luxury wedding venue in the city. There’s no story here. No emotion. No magic.” Serena felt her temper flare. “This isn’t about magic, Julian. This is about creating a sophisticated, unforgettable event. Not some bohemian outdoor circus.” Julian stepped even closer, close enough that she could smell his cologne; it travelled straight into her nostrils, smelling woodsy, expensive, and annoyingly intoxicating.

"So, I'd like to ask, what kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves using a girlfriend's supplementary card to buy the mentee a Tiffany necklace? What kind of mentor-mentee relationship involves booking a king-size room together at a hot spring hotel?" The room erupted in murmurs. Everly's face turned pale. She instinctively grabbed onto Jeremy's sleeve. "You... You're lying! That was for work!" she screamed. I gestured for Justin Orson to play the projection. On the screen appeared a list of transactions alongside corresponding social media posts. [December 1: Thank you for the necklace, Jeremy. I love it.] [Transaction: 2000 dollars charged to Jeremy's supplementary card.] [December 24:

"Did you miss me?" "Every day." "So did I." "You going to tell me what happened?" "Later. Right now, I want to enjoy my return with my wife." He kissed her and led them down the back forest trail behind the house. He gave her a wicked smile and soon she found herself at the small pool near the mountain. He laid her gently down on the grass and began kissing her all over her face and neck. He hiked up her dress to her waist and she removed his shirt. Once her dress was off, he removed his troussers and burried himself deep inside her, slowly. Once he was there, she let out a gasp as he filled her completely. He started moving slowly, intent on savring every moment back with her, but it didn't

I am so dead. After taking deep breathes I went towards her and sheepishly smiling at her I said, "Hi." "Bye," she said and got up from her seat. Holding her hand I pulled her back to her seat and apologized, "I am sorry." "Di, I have been waiting for you for the last half an hour." "I am sorry, I didn't hear my alarm. I was working late last night." "Are you working on another romance novel?" Only the novels can save me as she is crazy about romance novels.

After the call ended, Ariel pointed at the phone and asked, “Who was that?” “Michael’s new lover!” “Why is she looking for you?” “I don’t know. I’ll go and meet her. I’ll tell you about it later when I come back!” Christina walked to the cafe near the hospital’s entrance. Suzy was already sitting in the cafe with a fatigued expression on her face. “Miss Suzy, why are you looking for me?” Suzy raised her head and there was a glint of resentment in her eyes. Christina did not understand. They did not harbor any ill feelings for each other. Apart from that, Christina was a threat to Suzy. Where did Suzy’s anger come from?

“You’re a little too early there, Spencer.” “I’m not too early. I figured I’d just get a head start on the kiss and keep it up until the New Year.” Before I could answer, I caught sight of Sasha, who I hadn’t seen much of that night. I frowned when I recognized the man with whom she stood—far too close and clearly preparing to share a New Year’s kiss. “Is that Grigori?” Spencer looked over, stiffening before cursing softly. “It certainly looks like it.”

The thought that my mate might be a male comes to my mind but I push it aside, already dreading it. The scent of my mate continued to get stronger as I went deeper into the woods. I was overwhelmed with joy but I did not let my guard down as I wondered if this was some kind of bait that the enemy wanted to use to lure me into some kind of danger; and the absence of the warriors made it look more of a reality. My wolf whined happily as soon as I stepped into the neutral territory, I knew she wasn’t far away. But despite that there was still a soupcon of anxiety in Damon.

Listening to his words, a smile of relief touched my lips, and as I moved closer to him, he captured my lips, startling me. Our lips began to move mechanically. Jonathan kissing me twice tonight was something I never expected to happen. The kisses came as a surprise, as did his confession. I felt as if I were dreaming with my eyes open. He was kissing me so gently that I couldn't believe he was a vampire. I took hold of the collar of his shirt and gave him an equally loving and gentle kiss. We sucked each other's lips chastely, with all of our love pouring into the kiss. Our kiss was pure as our love, filled with immense love and no lust.