Time Travel Romance Books Novels & Stories

Rosa smiled, her smile fake and distant "Maybe they were listening to our conversation yesterday. About the books, you know, I would love your children to be avid readers” Nicolas's face brightened a little. "Did you finish the one you were reading last night?" He asked taking a sip of his coffee. "Yes. It was beautiful. I really enjoyed it, besides, I am happy with it and with everything. A really good romance book. I never knew you knew how to read books like that." Rosa took a sip of her coffee. "Do you have any other recommendations?" Nicolas sat down across from her. "There's this one about a woman who travels through different worlds. Each world has its own rules and magic. The world a

Every hair on her arm stood as she beat back the panic welling in her breast. On the other hand, she had read novels in which the lady had enjoyed the pirate’s passionate kisses. The heroine in the book actually fell in love with the ruthless man. Isabelle rolled her eyes. It was beyond her knowledge how any woman could feel that way. Yet, Hawk had been attentive while she was being jolted atop his horse. It had seemed he almost cared about her discomfort when offering to have her lean against him.

“You know, no one really knows what will happen to them. If it hadn’t been that awful man that came for us, it could have been a fire or a tornado or any number of things that could have killed us. The only thing that makes us any different from other folks having a baby right now is that we happen to know the manner in which it’s coming. And, you know what, this time, I’m grateful for that. You told me that your biggest regret was that you didn’t get to spend enough time with us. Well, all we got right now is time. We get one glorious year with her and we’re not going to waste a single second of it. We’re going to spend every day of sweet pea’s life showing her love and happiness. No matter

“This is beautiful'' she said and he smiled at her, “this is Azreal’s private history collection on wolves.” Mj’s eyes grew wide and she sucked in a quick breath as she looked at the full shelves once more then back to Dante, “is this gonna be my first history lesson?” she chirped and Dante laughed shaking his head, “not how this works kitten, you answer my question first.” Mj groaned and pinched her nose with her fingers, “Ok fine...I was reading a book called The Juniper Game...happy now?” Dante’s laugh stopped in his chest and he smiled “yes,very,” he leaned down and kissed her gently on the temple, “what was it about?” Dante almost whispered and Mj sighed impatiently, “it’s about a fift

I struggled to choose what book to read to him, since it occurred to me, belatedly, that I have no idea what my Master reads for pleasure. I try to choose something classic instead, something appropriate; but ´Wuthering Heights´, with Cathy, Heathcliff and Edgar, and their doomed love triangle, isn´t right. Neither is ´Gone with the Wind´, with Scarlett, Rhett and Ashley. ´Pride and Prejudice´, ´Jane Eyre´, ´Anna Karenina´, all dwell on the failure of three lovers to make their situation work. In the end, I choose something very different, ´Time Enough for Love´, an old 1970´s Sci-fi novel, in which the characters make their polyamorous family work.

Shadow raised her head to smell it, her big brown eyes curious, but upon finding it to be nothing other than frustrating ideas, she resettled. It had seemed so easy at first glance. Audrey and Ray had fallen in love once; I knew they could do it again. I had buzzed through my shift, sprinted home, and hopped on the computer for research. Fast forward two hours and I had no results. Everything I found was either too complex or too reminiscent of “The Parent Trap”. I had no idea how to get these two people to fall in love, let alone how to get them in the same room. My balloon of hope and excitement was quickly deflating, reality a slow leak sinking it. My phone chimed, and the noise startled

Hey beautiful people, Just a warning. This book is an erotica, which means 18+, so if you are uncomfortable with sex and adult stuff, please don’t read my books. But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4)Danika Williams 5)Mary Redferne PS this book is set up in the 1960s Mary Redferne I was in the car, tapping my foot restlessly as the driver drove inside the gates of a mansion of the guy I was about to marry in a few months. Yeah I know, crazy! I never thought that I’d settle for an arrange marriage

“And you, my love, ignite a fire within me, a passion that transcends the boundaries of time and mortality. I am forever grateful for the love we share.” Jonathan’s hand found mine, his fingers intertwining with mine in a gentle caress. He leaned forward with a tender smile, his forehead gently pressing against mine. At that moment, our souls seemed to merge as if we were two halves of a whole, perfectly united in love and understanding. I closed my eyes, relishing the warmth of his touch, the electric current that flowed between us. Time seemed to stand still as our foreheads touched, a silent promise passing between us. It was a promise to love and protect, to cherish and nurture the flame

‘A couple of wisps of strategically place seaweed might be more appropriate. In the circumstances, this conversation had gone quite far enough. ‘Goodnight/ she said, as they reached his room. ‘Have a good trip tomorrow. When will you be back?’ ‘Probably late afternoon.’ His eyes flickered over her face. ‘I’ve got some books, if you’re really desperate for reading material. I usually bring a couple, but I rarely get round to reading them. I’m not sure they’re quite your taste, though.’ Oh, my God, the bonkbuster. ‘I read anything. Almost anything.*

“To be more precise: the year 1790.” 1790. Assisi. Umbria. Italy. The thought of it overwhelmed her. It all felt surreal, as if she were in a dream. She could hardly believe this was really happening, that she was really, actually, here, in this time and place. That time travel really worked. She also felt a bit relieved: of all the times and places she could have landed, Italy in 1790 didn’t sound too foreboding. It wasn’t like landing in prehistoric times.