True Romance Lines Novels & Stories

"I'm just a man standing in front of the woman I love, asking her to marry me." Serena blinked. "Did you just... quote Notting Hill?" Nathaniel shrugged. "Read somewhere, it's one of the most romantic lines of all time." Serena, "..." "Serena, you complete me," he added. After a second, and Serena still did not answer, he said, "This is the part where you say, 'you had me at hello.” Serena, "..."

The intricate lines glow faintly, a soft luminescence that pulses with each beat of my racing heart. “Beautiful,” he breathes, his voice rough with awe, and he leans down, pressing a kiss just above the glowing design of budding roses and lilies and butterflies. The warmth of his mouth sends a jolt through me, and I can feel the marking responding, the light intensifying, reflecting the emotions surging between us. It’s as if the bond is coming alive, tangling around us, pulling us deeper into each other, and Aphrodite is delighted in the turn of events.

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

“Look at me while I fill you, tell me you’re mine.” “I’m yours,” Elena gasped, staring into his eyes as he pounded deep. “I’m completely yours, Alex. Fill me up.” Alex groaned loudly, thrusting harder. “Fuck… I’m close, this pussy is gonna make me cum so hard. Take it all, baby.” He buried himself deep and exploded, pumping thick ropes of hot cum into her pussy while moaning her name, Elena came again with him, moaning into his mouth as they kissed desperately. They stayed locked together, breathing heavily, his cum leaking down her thighs.

“Lines have been crossed, Elena. And once this night ends… nothing will ever be the same.” She looked at him through trembling tears, her heart knowing the truth: the fire between them had burned away everything except what was real.

Roslyn's hands explored his chest, her touch igniting fires. Their love became a symphony of sighs and moans, a harmony of pleasure. With every touch, their desire intensified. Alexander's fingers intertwined with Roslyn's, their love unfolding. In the silence, their hearts beat as one, their love forever sealed. Alexander's hands roamed Roslyn's body, rekindling the fire as he whispered, "I love how you respond to me." Roslyn's breath hitched, her voice barely above a whisper, "I love how you make me feel." His lips claimed hers, their kiss deepening, passion unfolding.

Although, during these days of not having the real thing, the stand-in had become increasingly important. Nina and Martin went shopping and then watched a romantic movie together. The main characters were holding hands and slowly kissing due to their mutual affection. Nina was watching intently when suddenly she felt warmth on her hand. She paused and looked down. A hand was resting on hers—Martin’s. Honestly, Martin had nice hands. They were long and elegant. A simple filter on a photo of his hand could make hand enthusiasts swoon. Nina's hand was on the armrest, and Martin's hand was on top of hers.

John braked the car suddenly. "Look at me girl." He said taking my face and looking into my eyes. "The only thing I can tell you right now is that time is the best answer to whatever you're feeling. It's very recent, yes, but a real feeling doesn't have a time or place to happen, you know. It doesn't exist. date, you can be in love, it was love at first sight and that happens. Just wait for it to happen, I don't want you to get hurt and even if it does, you'll have my shoulder to cry on." John kissed me on the cheek.