The Adventurer Pure Romance Novels & Stories

Joan said with a smile. "we're friends now Joan, I'm honored to have you." "Thank you, Mrs. Dumas, for inviting us. We brought wine," Asher said handing her a bottle of 2012 Domaine de la Romanee-Conti "Ah! you brought the good stuff, you're not a cheapskate then. We might well become friends, and please call me Kathy. Come on the party's right this way." Kathy leads the couple into the front hall, then towards the front room, where they heard excited chatter coming from the room.

This is my home. “Do you, Kataleya Tamia Rossi, take me, Enrique Ignacio Escarra, as your Alpha and accept the title of my Luna?” Enrique asks. I feel Dante’s presence and see him from the corner of my eyes. “I, Kataleya Tamia Rossi, take you, Alpha Enrique Ignacio Escarra, as my Alpha and agree to stand by your side as your Luna,” I answer, gazing up at Enrique. “And do you agree to take the Fuego de Ceniza pack as your own, to protect, nurture and honour? To accept this pack as your home and your family?”

The thin straps fell on her snowy white and slender shoulders, and her delicate clavicle was tempting. The long, swan-like neck and the beautiful right-angle shoulders were all exquisitely charming. Every part of her was delicate and captivating. She was like a blooming poppy, exuding a dangerous and enchanting charm. With a soft voice, she said, "Mr. Winchester took the initiative to come. Is he ready to stay for good?" Her slender, ivory-like index finger pointed at his heart. She smiled like a seductive little fox, playfully dragging out her tone. "Women in the mountains are tigresses, and when you encounter them, you must stay away..."

Disbelief crossed his features, quickly replaced by confusion and something more: guilt. He made his way across the room. "Sienna? What's going on here?" he demanded. Damien stepped protectively beside her, his expression inscrutable. Aidan ignored him entirely. "You're with Damien Cole? Seriously? This is a joke right? Is this some sort of game?" he questioned incredulously. Sienna straightened her back resolutely. "No, it's not a game. It's real," she asserted with confidence. Isabelle approached them with a sugary smile of feigned innocence.

oh please you are not romantic much Adrian raise his eyebrows hearing this and says " oh really " yeah really before adrain says something his phone ranged up he receive the call and started to talk Without saying a word he cuts the call and said inanna come with me, he walks out from there and inanna first didn't get anything then follows him Both of them sit in Adrian car and went from there, soon they reached there destination and seen the atmosphere Inanna gets shocked she asked "why we are here"? Adrian without saying anything walks out from the car and inanna also went out, both of them enter in the house

"What! That's hot, Adora. You are lucky; they are going to worship the ground you step on." "Stop it," I snapped. "It's a nightmare; I can't be with any of them." He smiled. "Why? Who are they?" I hesitated; I didn't know if I should tell him. He might freak out to hear that the rogue was my mate, so I decided to start with the lesser problem. "The first one is Damien, the billionaire son who just moved back from the North Coast. He's in my class and is arrogant, cruel, and cold. He said he doesn't want me because I'm an Omega, and he even has a girlfriend."

"Why the master's sister, of all the souls in this manor?" Romulus turned to him slowly. Something flickered in his eyes, something hungry. "Her purity draws me, Henchman." He inhaled — long and deliberate, as though tasting the very air of the room. "Her maidenhood. It drifts through the very like steam rising from a fresh cup, rich and warm and calling to every base instinct I carry. She is untouched, untainted." His voice dropped lower. "She is the hand that can calm the raging storm in me — the insatiable hunger of a Desert Wolf that has never once been quieted. I want her by my bedside this very evening. An Ashworth, a royalty. She is the key that unlocks—"

Chapter 51 He picked her from the bed with no words and walked out of the room carrying her bridal style. Humanity kept watching them like they were posing for a cover of a popular romance movie. She was not the soft heroine of one of those romance books. She is a fighter, a virago who has made even the national criminals and worst underworld leaders to taste their own shit. But the handsome Romeo Ian Walkhart was the one and only person in the world who had the capacity of arising in her the romantic titillation which she did not know she possessed.

He is like the medicine for my every madness. So walking out of Franco's cafe with a lot of uproar behind me, I enter my car and drive straight to the headquarters of Platinum Penny Inc. Romeo's company. Stepping further into the office, my eyes catch a woman with an unforgivable fashion sense crouched on the floor a few feet from where Romeo sits, legs crossed on a pure white L-shaped couch. His violet eyes flicker to me, the hardness in them melting away quickly, and a small smile tugging at the curve of his lips.

Jonathan chirped in response, eyeing them in the rearview mirror. Purity was nervous. Even now, what had happened in the shower with Tener lingered in her thoughts. It felt so good to be touched, but truthfully it was nothing more than that. She wasn’t drawn to Tener with her heart. The physical attraction was extensive. She had always been a sucker for guys with long hair. But that was all. “Oh, Purity, before I forget, do you like romantic thrillers? Such as in films?” Jonathan’s random question caught her off guard, but she nodded, “Yes, I do! Why?”