The Monk A Romance Novels & Stories

Brooke asked, "Has Dad become a monk?" "What are you talking about? Haven't you completely woken up?" Rosalie was confused. "Only a monk could sit with a beautiful woman in his lap without touching her. Any normal man would have made a move on you already. Dad is too honorable. On the other hand, you're hopeless. Couldn't you come up with a plan?" Brooke questioned.

Do they think I cannot really control my feelings? Was I that stupid? “Could be.” My eyes flew at Bianca who was staring at me. Did my thoughts just leak out from my mouth? I squinted my eyes at her. “I mean… Didn’t they say that even the brightest man becomes a fool in terms of love?” I simpered before taking another sip. “Mind to elaborate?” Mind to elaborate. Hah! Funny how a famous romance writer faces dilemma understanding the truth behind this loophole. “Hope you don’t take this negatively, Rebecca.” She kept the same stare that shows care and pure intention.

and moved back. Everything was too much for me to intake. All surreal but scary. I composed myself and said," I used to think you are an irritating, arrogant, and ruthless businessman. Never in my dreams, I thought you can be a ‘hopeless romantic’ too.” "See, when it comes to romance, I believe in keeping it simple. For a second, did you call me ‘hopeless romantic’ by any chance?", his words held a little annoyance. Very little that to be noted.

Pidge was being taken to the room immediately and Vlora asked, "Who are you?" "Who did you call?" his answer was sarcastic. "No time to play with me, guy." Vlora then turned to her cousin and asked, "You went to bring a monk and yet you came back with your boyfriend." "He is not..." the guy cuts Debrah and spoke, "I am the monk." Hearing this, Vlora could only gawk at the guy. He was so handsome for a monk. "Are you sure?" she asked her cousin who nodded certainly.

But he caught my ankle and yanked me back. I was pressed against his chest. His hot breath grazed my neck, sending shivers of both fear and something else down my spine. He flipped me over, his fingers deftly unbuttoning his shirt, and bore down. "Ready for this?" I squirmed, but his grip tightened. He'd been playing a monk this whole time, and now the mask was off. For a moment, I didn't know what to do.

Arthur looked at the church one last time. He didn’t say goodbye to the building. It wasn’t home anymore. He walked away. --- The monastery was nothing like he expected. Nestled between pine woods and a slow-moving river, it smelled of incense, firewood, and wild mint. It was quiet—unnervingly so—but peaceful. The monks who lived there barely spoke unless necessary. Their silence was not emptiness, but presence. Like each moment was held in reverence. Arthur slept the first two days. Grief manifested in exhaustion. On the third morning, he woke before dawn and finally opened Isabella’s letter.

“Oh really? “I asked in disbelief since he looked quite perfect and without any flaws. “It´s quite normal, rookie.“ He answers me as I leave the bathroom feeling better for the doctor's words of encouragement, and also for having clean pants. “Thank you. “I told him, giving him back his robe, but he shook his head. “My robe is now stained with ink.“ I immediately looked at his scrubs, making me feel bad, since scrubs for doctors were very important, like our uniforms for us nurses. So I felt bad for the poor robe, which even had his name on it. “You can stay with her, but you have to accompany me to eat if you want me to forgive you for dirtying my favorite robe.“ My cheeks turn red, seeing

He was big, that much I know but I never thought he would be so turned on because of me. And looking at his hard dick, I was so fucking wet. I want this huge dick inside me. Screw everything, I want this. Finally, My subconscious murmured. Author’s Note;- Hey guys, Please do like the book and leave your comments below in the comments section. Do follow me if you haven’t yet. Love you all, Take care.

The Crone Alter was bare. Jamie walked over to The Crone’s alter and placed the flowers on it. She then kneeled, bowing her head in prayer. "Thank you Crone Mother for guiding my parents to the next life on this day two years ago. I don’t know why you did it, but I am grateful!" She whispered. "You look too young to be asking The Crone for revenge!" A male voice said. Jamie turned her head and saw the Temple's Monk. He was dressed in a long orange robe with circular tattoos on his bald head. The monk also had bright blue eyes.

I noticed that Kingston was not beside me. "I stood up and went to the washroom.I collected my toothbrush and brushed my teeth when I was done .I had a quick bath .I guess Kingston already went to work. I came out of the washroom with a towel wrapped around my body and bumped into Kingston who held me preventing me from falling.He was dressed for work.He looked like those sexy CEO in romance novels.He looked really great in his suit.Well Kingston is so handsome and is good at manipulating people like he did to me.