Victorian Romance Novels & Stories

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

His hand rested possessively on her bare lower back, thumb stroking the sensitive skin there, sending shivers through her. Whispers followed them. “Damien Blackwood married? In secret?” “Who is she?” Damien introduced her simply as “my wife,” his tone brooking no questions. During the seated dinner, Victoria Lang, a stunning raven-haired business rival, leaned far too close to Damien, laughing at his dry wit and brushing his arm repeatedly.

“I don't get it Mr Hosea, Lucy-Anne seemed quite perfect.” I mean, they were so into each other it could literally pass as a making out shoot.” Mr hose let out a chuckle. “You see Victoria, thats not all it takes to win the heart of people,” he said with a tap of my shoulder, “There has to be an element of pain, desire you know, romance, fear, submission and innocence, ….” “And all these from the end of the female. Because then only, can Dominance feel like magic.”he said with a sigh.

“We need to talk privately. Damien is busy with Board business so this is the perfect time.” I followed her to a quiet sitting room but kept my distance. “What do you want, Victoria?” I asked carefully. “If this is about the rules again I am trying to follow them.” She closed the door and stepped closer. Her hand brushed my arm lightly. “You are such a pretty little artist. Damien does not deserve someone as talented and fresh as you. He is cold and controlling. I could show you real pleasure without all his strict games. Let me touch you and make you feel good. You do not need to stay loyal to him forever.”

Victor's words echoed in her mind, a haunting reminder of the power he held, the storm he carried within him. And as she tried to bury herself in work, her thoughts betrayed her, circling back to Victor—his words, his lies, the way he looked at her as if he owned every breath she took. The storm outside may have passed, but the tempest within her raged on, a battle of love, desire, and the dark, unspoken secrets of Thornfield Hall.

My other hand moved to cup her face, my thumb grazing her cheek gently, contrasting the intensity of everything else. There was a storm raging between us—anger, confusion, frustration, and something deeper, something neither of us could fully understand. But it was there. I felt it, and I knew she did too. Everything we’d been holding back, everything we’d refused to acknowledge, was breaking free in that kiss.

💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode one🌹🌹 .. .. ‘1856’ .. .. “They’re here again, Alexa go on hide” Mr Rutherford said to his daughter as swords clashed against sword’s,fangs pierced skins,tears rolled out of innocent eyes as the vampires took charge of the area. There was nothing left than to surrender but Alexa was stubborn and feisty, always trying to make her way in the world.

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.”

"What do you mean, she is going to be your mother in law." "It's a contract marriage." "Yeah, a contract marriage in which you are gonna fall in love with your fake husband who's already madly in love with you....." "Alright stop there Amber, no, that's not happening, this is not a movie." Victoria defended. "Of course it isn't a movie, it's a book, you know a romance novel where..." "Oh God." Victoria rolled her eyes. "What, you are a romantic, that I know, so yeah, great hypothesis from me that all that will happen."

I took her to the place where she could see the stars, and Victoria came so many times, and I joined her grunting as I sprayed my seed on her. And I collapsed on the bed while I pulled her with me, and when she started touching me again, I knew she needed another round to satisfy her wolf side. I felt so happy to give her what she wanted, and we made love again, and I try my best to make her forget everything that happened on her eighteenth birthday, and I only want her to take the pleasure I am giving her, and I couldn't wait to mark Victoria and ask her to become my wife.