Top Romance Series Novels & Stories

Bibliography Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Amazon books No Words Alone Amazon books Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Iron & Hemlock Iron & Hemlock Series: Iron & Hemlock Gargoyle Girl Gargoyles in the Attic Dark Lands Series: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars Dark Lovers Anthology (includes The Golden Bell & Homecoming) Dark Warriors Anthology (includes Ghost in Her Heart & Beast Wars) Ladies in Waiting: The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Draconian Series: Ride the Stars Careful, He Bites Aliens Do it Better: Anthology featuring Careful, He Bites and Interstellar Lover Int

In Argentina, the love between Emiliano Romero, and Maria De La Cruz, bloomed like the September equinox. They finished their weekend, full of energy, and many revolutionized hormones. She was in love with his intelligence, when they talked about medicine she loved to listen to him, she was impressed by so much knowledge. He was falling in love with the simplicity of her soul, her heart and her longing for history.

His eyes flashed darkly for a moment. He then lifted his head again. His face was full of tenderness as he softly said, "Ana, there's nothing more important in this world than you. You haven't answered me yet. Will you be my girlfriend?" One hand held red roses, the other an extravagant and sparkling pink diamond necklace, like a dual guarantee representing love and future. This was beyond anything that was written in romance novels. The young ladies in the coffee shop were excited, their faces flushed. Seeing this, they couldn't help but cheer in low voices, "Say yes, say yes!"

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

“Do all your maids last a full day before you chase them out?” His smile grows. “Touché.” He rises slowly, coffee forgotten, and walks toward me. I back up instinctively—until my spine brushes against the counter. “Tell me, Zara,” he says. “Did it turn you on?” I glare at him. “No.” His gaze dips to my throat, watching it flutter as I lie. He steps even closer. “Because I think it did.” The tension stretches between us, taut and electric. I can smell him—coffee and something masculine that shouldn’t be legal. My heart slams against my ribs.

He asked me, propping himself up on his hand. “Yeah, much better,” I whispered, not wanting to break this moment between us. Placing another of those soft kisses he sat up and said, “I’m going to change.” . . A Gupta . Have you checked out my other books? If you're new, do check out my books. They all are completed and are dark romance with twisted heroes that will make you hate them but by the end of the book you'll fall for them still!! You can start with, Bride To Be and Saved By The Devil.

His presence filled the room like thick smoke, suffocating yet intoxicating. “What should I offer you?” he repeated, his voice smooth as silk. “You,” I said before I could stop myself. His smirk deepened, and in two strides he was in front of me. His fingers tilted my chin upward, forcing my gaze to meet his. Those eyes burned with something dark, something hungry. “You never fail to tempt me, Jade.” His words brushed my lips like a touch. Before I could breathe, his mouth crashed against mine. The kiss was hot, desperate, claiming. I melted into it, my hands sliding up the firm planes of his chest, tracing every ridge of muscle. He groaned low in his throat, the sound vibrating against my s

Bisola, sitting by her neatly arranged corner of the room, sipped from her coffee mug and said with a small smile, “You’ll get used to it. They argue every day, but five minutes later they’re sharing biscuits. “That’s true,” Bisola said. “Fighting and food — their love language.” Felicity smiled. The room felt alive in a way she hadn’t expected. And oddly enough she didn’t seem to mind it. After classes had ended for the day, they all ended up sprawled across their bunks, Mope lay face down on her bed, groaning dramatically. “If I ever see that lecturer again, I’ll scream.” “You said that yesterday,”” Bisola said, tossing her a pillow.

I didn’t want to do that again over something this small. Lia, still smiling, turned toward Nora before I could decide what to say. “Why? Do you want me and your brother to date?” Nora’s eyes widened slightly with interest. “Are you two not already dating?” Lia glanced sideways at me. Her smile shifted into something a little softer, a little more deliberate, the kind that meant she was choosing her words carefully and enjoying doing so. “Not really,” she said. Then, still looking at me with that expression, she added quietly, “Or should I say… not yet?”

I could feel the rapid thump of his heartbeat against my chest, mirroring the wild rhythm of my own. Heat radiated from him, seeping through our clothes, awakening something electric in the air between us. His eyes held mine, dark and searching, a long, deep stare that made my pulse race even faster. Without thinking, drawn by the pull of that moment, I leaned in. My lips met his in a kiss, soft at first, then urgent, tasting the sweetness of the night on his tongue. It was impulsive, electric, sending sparks through every nerve. But just as quickly, reality crashed back. I pulled away, my cheeks burning,