Travel Romance Novels & Stories

The part of the poem that read, "I stand on the bridge, gazing at the scenery. The people watching the scenery are watching me." It was not until now that Darren knew that some people came into his life to make his days shine with wonder and to fill his dreams with beauty. Under the endless sky of fireflies, the two people gradually drew closer. It was unclear who was more proactive, in the warmth of their breath, they exchanged a gentle and lingering kiss. When both descended the mountain, they were in a good mood. Back in the courtyard, Darren escorted Hannah back to her room. With a kiss on her forehead, he said, "Hannah, good night. Sweet dreams."

They visited Cappadocia, Istanbul, Ankara, Antalya, Yalova, Marmaris, and other top locations during their honeymoon. Inez loved the hot air balloon ride and Ancient underground Church which was in Cappadocia and Damien's wish to spend time with her in the hot-spring was fulfilled in Yalova. She was always upbeat in the mornings despite getting little sleep at night because of their passionate love making sessions. On their final day, they went on a cruise along the Bosphorus and later went to the Galata Bridge to watch the sunset. Together, they were living life to the fullest, caring nothing about the outside world. After watching the sunset, they went to a restaurant, and after dinner, they

“I love you, you know?” His hands caressed my waistline, teasing the robe. “I know Callie” I lifted a hand to his face, fondling my fingers over his stubble and the sharp line of his jaw, Roman leaned into my touch like a man starved. “Let's leave this place” he requested into my hand, “Let's go on a trip. Somewhere far away. Just you and me.” A beautiful smile curled on his lips. It brightened his eyes. “No worries. No work. No distractions...” his brief moment of hesitation made my heart beat double

I want her to know how much I want her and want to be with her, but I don’t want to scare her off. “What were you reading on the balcony?” I asked her. “Just a romance book,” she replied. “It’s about a mafia princess who falls in love with a guy in the mafia, but she’s betrothed to someone else. It’s very well written.” “Sounds like a great love story. One you could tell your kids,” I smirked. “Well, probably not all the violence and sex,” Isabella giggled. “True,” I chuckled. “What are you doing tomorrow?” I probed.

Christina immediately stepped forward to help with the luggage, not forgetting to open the door to the front passenger seat for her. Yara threw herself at Matthew upon seeing that he had taken the initiative this time. “You’re so naughty for not giving me a call all this while!” With that, the car ignited, and in the backseat, Christina had goosebumps all over her throughout the journey. Indeed, women who were working in the entertainment industry were more open-minded as Yara ignored the assistant and leaned in close toward the man. “Darling, did you miss me?” He grinned before throwing a quick glance at the rearview mirror. “I do, I miss you every single night!”

My legs trembled, Greg held me firmly this time, until I began to feel warm water slipping down my thighs because of what he was doing to me. “You look sexy in this lingerie,” he whispered. I sniffed heavily. Greg is taking me to the other side of the world as he continues to explore my body. Like he took an oath for it. This honeymoon romance was taking place in one of the tallest buildings in the world, The Rosewood Hotel, Grangemouth, China. I imagined having the city view while being nailed and being in cloud nine at the same time. Music began playing from nowhere. “Don't move Denise, I got something to do with you this hour” I moaned in agreement. His breath was warm too.

Now, it just made her angry with the constraints of her life, her circumstance. Lily crossed her arms over her chest in an attempt to hold herself together. “If it ends tragically, it’s not a romance. It’s a love story, and a poor excuse for one at that.” She glanced toward the ocean again. The blue of the water was quickly fading to johnson as night approached. “When we were in the caves, you asked me if I wanted romance, and I didn’t answer.” She leaned in toward him, and he drew her into his arms, pressing her into him in a way that was both wicked and sinful but also belied a new gentleness in his touch. “The answer is yes,” she said. “I do want romance, true romance, and I don’t want us

He held up the book so she could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” she asked, reaching for it. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from her. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” “Just give it here,” she whispered, blushing and reaching for it again. “No, no, no,” he argued, pulling it away again. “It’s just starting to get interesting. Rodrigo realizes that he loves Valery, but she can’t be with him because she wants to rip his heart out and eat it.”

The car was silent for almost a minute before Anthony started to speak. “The fourth rule shall be; us displaying public affection but being ourselves in private.” “PDAs? Like what?” “Hugging, holding hands, and kissing.” I almost choked on my spit at the last thing he said. He wanted to actually do romantic things in public, with me. “K-kissing?” Anthony nodded with a look as if I was supposed to know about the rule. “We will need to do those things in public to deceive people. People on social media are smart, babe. They can sense bullshit from just posting one word. I said this before, Sandy. So, yes. The fourth rule will be; romance in public, friendship in private.”

I replied and she smiled. "So for our trip, which country do you wanna go?" I asked. "Our trip? Thought I was going alone." "Of course not, who knows what kind of men you'll meet there, I'm definitely going with you." I said. "Oh God, please don't tell me..." "Yes, I am the jealous type." I said interrupting her and she laughed. "Fine then, let's go on a trip together, let's go to Italy." THE END Dear readers, please kindly rate this my lowly piece of writing. Your ratings and comments help me to know where I need to improve on in my next write-up.