Novel & Cerita Taisho Romance

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.

"Yeah, yeah whatever. I do plan on going back to the company to see Victor dumbass. But I'll stay away from her." Takeyasu could only smile. He knew that Takamasa would never hurt him that way. He chatted with him for a few minutes longer before ending the call. He had hoped her favorite flowers were still azaleas. He remembered the first time she told him about them in junior high. *"'yasu. Did you know that Azaleas as my favorite flower. Look how beautiful they are. When I get my own place in going to plant azaleas everywhere I can." She looked over at him beaming with happiness. "you have to promise to stay in touch so that you can come see them. Promise? You have to promise me bighead."*

“Why is it so dark? Please, turn on the lights, Anth.” I hesitated before pressing the soft buttons of the light switch and then the room brightened up. I heard her gasp first before my eyes took in the rose petals and unlit candles on the floor and on various pieces of furniture in the living room. My eyes scanned the room and spotted more rose petals, even the ones leading to the bedroom. The romantic setting of the place made my nervousness spike higher than before. “Did you do this?” I pushed every ounce of nervousness from my body and approached her then wrapped my arms around her shoulder. I placed my face against hers then kissed her cheek, feeling the softness of her skin and inhalin

ELLIE The kiss had come with such an inexplicable suddenness that had me crumbling under the weight of his passion. I loved the way I felt safe and secure in those huge arms of his. There were a lot of things that made me wish that moment wouldn't come to an end anytime soon. “You’ve been looking forward to this, Troy…” I teased as I slowly put down the can of soda to keep it from spilling all over the place, before getting back into the kiss.

he said flatly. “I—He—It’s complicated.” “No,” Aurelio said, stepping even closer. “Slate is complicated. You… are very simple to read.” My face flushed. “Then what am I thinking?” “That you want me to touch you.” He leaned down, his lips almost brushing my jaw. “And that terrifies you more than it should.” My breathing stuttered. “Then why aren’t you?” I whispered. He pulled back, looking at me like I was something rare, delicate, breakable.

It never said the target had to be human. Before I could overthink it, I broke free from the eerie puppets. Sliding forward, I threw myself at the bleeding ghost bride, hugged her tight, and wailed, "Dear, why did it take you so long to get here? I've been looking everywhere for you!" The ghost bride's eyes widened. "Who are you?" "I'm Samuel Lynch from Brightwater Shore," I said without hesitation. "Your loving husband."

[Francis Davis, 1990-2023] No final words of wisdom and no heartfelt farewells. Just the dates marking the beginning and end of their stories, with a tiny dash in between to represent everything in between. That tiny dash was their whole world. They fell hard for each other, fought fiercely, and in the end, they went down together.

I was always waiting for the right women to fall in love with not some pointless random hookups. Speaking of women ,i felt goosebumps on my skin. I looked down at her ,she was a foot shorter than me. snow white brought her soft delicate hands round my neck . I held her waists as we dance softly to the song perfect by ed sheeren playing. "When your legs don't walk like they use to before. Why eyes don't smile from your cheek" What was she doing in a club like this when she had a new job tomorrow? Have she read the book I gave her?

The first time ever something which had made her feel out of the world along with the guy who stood beside it. The familiar face who has now gone missing the secret that is kept in between them the runaway famous painter. The one who was going to touch the star of the sky which has once again gone missing. "Tanaka Koishi one of his famous painting was 'a frightening edge' and the 'queen mountain flower' and he had gone by the name of Yong Ke Ai which also means brave and cute' The first time she had seen him from the distance talking to others with the bright smile over his face. The light into his eyes as he talked to others, but the next time when she saw Koishi she was shocked.

I’m going for husky but my voice comes out high, and I sound like a cross between Frenchy from Grease and Jeanette the Chipette. In answer, I get a kiss—slender, tender lips moving against mine, grapefruit gloss charming my taste buds. “Maybe,” she murmurs, sincerely uncertain. We keep kissing. I begin to undress Taryn, to reveal her appeal. Taryn’s body is a potpourri of swerves and slopes and swoops. Her teats pucker like the tips of lemons and her fuzzy swatch of hair curls like the tips of chocolate chips. I touch her skin, pale and pliant and softer than cash- mere.