Novel & Cerita Top Selling Romance

He was about to pull away when things were getting pretty intense but she pleaded. “Don’t stop Ronald, I want you....” Raina pulled away from the kiss and let go of her robe. Ronald’s jaw was literally on the carpet. He couldn’t believe what he was looking at. Raina was in red sexy lingerie which enhanced her well-defined bump. Ronald could feel himself getting hard, he was sure a cold shower couldn’t cure his erection this time around. He wanted her so bad. “This is the best birthday gift, my love, I promise to be as gentle as I can.” He lifted her in a bridal style, ready to make love to the Queen of his Heart. The End.........

He ended up at a table with the rest of the office. “Have you noticed how popular the CEO romance genre is yet?” Robert asked him. “We keep a tally and it’s definitely the most popular.” Zach had most certainly noticed that CEO romances popped up the most in his inbox followed by Italian billionaire playboys. “I have, do you know why that is?” Rose cleared her throat.

His warm hands on my face and his closeness set my body ablaze with my feelings for him, coupled with the soft words he was uttering. “Sandy,” he said softly and rubbed my cheekbones with his thumb. “I… After understanding what my heart is feeling… Sandy… I…” My heart hammered faster every second. Blood rushed through my body at a speed that my head started to get light. I was anxious to hear what he had to say. A part of me dreaded separation and the other part of me remained positive. “I know I’m the worst at romance, but this is me pouring my heart out.” He gulped. “Sandy… I… I love you.”

“You learned something? From him?” “Yes, we both learned a lot from each other. There are different genres in literature for a reason. And you can’t ignore the fact that romance is the most read genre in the world. There’s a reason why his books are so popular and if you look farther than your prejudice you will learn to appreciate them for the work of art that they are. That’s all I’m going to say…” Iori finished and spun around intending to leave only to feel his hand on her arm stopping her from leaving and turning her around to look at him. “No, wait!” He exclaimed and Iori flinched at his nearness.

Everything vanished from their minds, leaving only the passionate desire to savor their limited time. Sweat splattered. Beads of sweat cascaded down Lucas's face. One drop. Two drops. They fell one by one, landing on Velia's buttocks. Lucas blinked. The sensual sight momentarily increased his excitement. His thrusts became faster, and Velia's moans echoed once again. “Oh, Luc.” Lucas's eyes glazed over. Velia's sensual voice fueled his enthusiasm even more. Keep moving. Without pause. No gaps were created. Their lovemaking produced sounds that filled the room. Velia's moans. Lucas's groans. Along with the erotic sound of their masculinity and femininity meeting and colliding. It all created

Alex talked endlessly about becoming a famous writer someday. Evelyn told him she just wanted a peaceful life. “You deserve more than peaceful,” he told her once. Sometimes he rested his head on her lap while she read out loud from his favorite novels. Sometimes he looked at her so intensely that it made her nervous. “You know your problem?” Alex said one evening. Evelyn raised an eyebrow. “What?” “You fall in love too easily.” She laughed. “That’s not a problem.” Alex didn’t laugh back. “It can be.” But Evelyn didn’t understand what he meant.

It hit the internet like wildfire. By dawn, the entire city was buzzing about the headline: "Billionaire Damien Cole in FAKE Romance? Leaked Contract Exposes Staged Relationship." Serena sat frozen in front of her laptop as the article was splashed across every major gossip site. The article came with a photocopy of the original contract, complete with her signature and Damien's. Bullet points were highlighted in red. "Duration: Three months minimum." "Public appearances required." "Emotional intimacy not guaranteed."

"You've worked with me for months and you're only asking now?" "I've been a terrible boss." "Terrible." I smiled. "Answer the question." She thought about it. "I read." "What kind of books?" "Romance." I raised an eyebrow. "Really?" "Don't judge me." "I'm not." "You definitely are." "I read romance too." She laughed. "You?" "Don't look so shocked." "I am shocked." "I contain multitudes." She laughed again and I realized something. I liked making her laugh. Not because it distracted me.

It was obvious he wanted Marsha to be jealous. Carrie pulled slightly away. ^Almost} Maybe you were right when you said there is no such thing as love. It is an overrated feeling connected with sexual compatibility. One thing you have in your favour though, if I get tired of sex, maybe Marsha will oblige!’ It had started out as a romantic conversation, but now Carrie felt Alexis stiffen.

She knew that Liam meant every word he said, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that this was only the beginning of a long and dangerous battle. "Fuck me, Liam. Fuck me until you forget about him." As Penelope and Liam's passion for each other intensifies, they begin to undress, their hands moving quickly to remove each other's clothing. Penelope's fingers shake as she unzips her dress and lets it fall to the floor, revealing her lacy lingerie underneath. Liam's eyes darken with desire as he takes in the sight of her, and he quickly sheds his own clothes. They stand before each other, their bodies bare, the love and desire they feel for each other clear in their eyes. They embrace, their