Sweet Romance Novels Novels & Stories

"Mine is supernatural and mystery." "Am guessing you must like romance novels.... I mean all girls does...... " I shut the book am reading with a loud thud, cutting him shut. raising my head to give him a glare, I growl out in frustration. "I don't like romance novels, they are so cheeky and so unreal, I prefer supernaturals, especially were wolves. Satisfied." "Umh.... Almost." He smiles sheepishly. I rub on the tip on my nose with my fingers, massaging it softly.

maybe I’d underestimated it. The sun had dipped below the horizon, leaving the sky inky black, but I hardly noticed. Alessandro was somewhere nearby, probably keeping himself busy, but I was too wrapped up in the pages of this romance novel to care. This one was about some girl—Callie, who’d gotten herself mixed up with this guy, Damian, all brooding and mysterious, the type with a past that could crush him if he let it. But he was in love with her, of course. Only he didn’t say it. Not outright. No, Damian was the kind of guy who spoke in actions, not words.

Time softened around the edges. Gradually, the laughter faded. The movement slowed. Damien pulled her close, forehead resting against hers, rain sliding between them. “You know,” he murmured, “this is better than any gym slow dance.” A pause, then a grin. “But you can still take me to prom, Miss Laurent.” Aria smiled. “Keep telling yourself that, von Adler.” Neither of them moved away. The kiss came gently, like a question neither needed answered — rain-cold and warm all at once, hesitant and then sure. When they finally pulled apart, Damien rested his forehead against hers, grinning like he’d just discovered something important.

My knuckles brush the back of her hand where it rests on the couch cushion, and she jerks. But she doesn’t pull away. So I do it again, slower this time, dragging my fingertips along the inside of her wrist, feeling the flutter of her pulse. “All that studying’s got you wound up.” Her breath hitches. “I—I’m fine.” Liar. I lean in, just enough that my breath ghosts over the shell of her ear. The scent of her shampoo smells so sweet, like vanilla and citrus…It fills my head, and fuck, I want to bury my face in her neck, taste that pulse point hammering under her jaw. But I don’t.

“Yes… I’m yours, Damien. Fuck me until I can’t walk.” He did exactly that. He fucked me through the night, slowly and passionately, then hard and rough, then tender again. He made me ride his face until I squirted, then fucked me in every position the massive bed allowed. He filled me again and again until the sheets were soaked and my pussy was overflowing. By the time the moon was high in the sky, I was utterly destroyed and blissfully happy. Damien pulled me into his arms, kissing my forehead as we lay tangled together.

I whispered, a naughty grin spreading across my face. "She isn't supposed to be home until eight," he answered slowly, mirroring my grin. "Then kiss me again," I whispered. "Gladly," he replied, his voice gaining a husky quality. He kissed me, our lips meeting and merging, tasting one another. He gently bit my lower lip, making me moan softly. His kisses flowed down my neck, stopping to nibble on the curve of my shoulder. My body temperature was rising, a primitive need beginning to take control.

The whole house was boring and the atmosphere was gloomy, I decided to go into the study, when I was in there with Damon I could recall seeing romance novels on the bookshelf. I am a true lover of romantic novels, they get your spirit high with the sexiness of the male lead and gracefulness of the female but one thing that lacks in all romantic plot is that all are the same, there hasn't been anything new but who cares...... While I checked the bookshelf I notice a couple of erotic novels in there, you should know that I am very happy.

"Whatever happened to love each other first then... then doing the deed after. Is everyone after physical contact only these days? What about getting to know each other first? Chivalry? Romantic date?" I sighed and stopped spinning, facing my laptop and visiting a bookstore's site to see what books sell. Ah, of course, my book wouldn't be in the top 10, and I didn't hope so; what's staring back at me is the top 10 best-selling books for the week, where five of ten are Erotic Romance books. "And I thought my company wouldn't be like other companies who are after profit; I was wrong. Then again, business is business."

"You manage to find time for novels amidst your ever-changing adventures?" A soft smile graced Adrienne's lips as she leaned in, sharing a secret moment between them. "Oh, most certainly. Romance novels, to be precise. Currently, I'm enthralled by 'Love And Everything In-between' by Sarah Raymond. It's an enchanting tale that beautifully captures the essence of love. It resonates with the dreams that dance in my heart," she revealed, her voice filled with a sense of wonder. Ryan couldn't tear his gaze away, captivated by her authenticity and the vivid emotions that colored her words. With a tender gesture, he reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair behind Adrienne's ear, his voice ba

A/N Thank you for your continued support. Hope you enjoyed this short, completed and simple love story. Just a feel good romance, where there aren't any villains, only misunderstandings and a lot of loving. A list of books I have written: *A Rancher's Fall (Romance) *A Chance At Love (Romance) *A Alpha's Chance At Love (Werewolf Romance) A reminder that all my books are mature. I accept constructive criticism, bullying in any forms is unacceptable.