Romans & histoires Visual Novel Romance

In fact it was getting pretty obvious that I could do more than spank it to her, she was giving some pretty clear signals. As I sat up and clicked save on my latest Miss Ross driven story it occurred to me that I probably should get something going with Kim and give up on my stupid fantasies. I'd been watching and writing too much p**n lately. I minimized the screen on "Special" and stared at the next document which was my goofy vampire story for the group. As I read the uninspiring words I realized it could be a decent story if I tossed some hot sex in there. I doubted that Miss Ross would appreciate that though. I grinned as I thought that in any scenario I could envision she would not onl

Nora brought white roses when she visited me in the hospital. She fumbled with the flowers, accidentally tipping over the vase and spilling water everywhere. "Oh, no. I'm so sorry, Natalie," she babbled, scrambling to clean up the mess. "I didn't mean to do that." "It's fine," I said, even though nothing really was. She sat down, nervously fiddling with the edge of her skirt. It was a fancy Chanel, a present from Francis, but I was the one who had picked it out. "Natalie, have you and Francis been at it again?"

"So do you. It's a shame it's all pretense." His smile was shallow, never reaching his eyes. "Not all of it," he replied. As the city lights shimmered around them, Serena pondered just how real this façade of romance might become. But as their car drew into the hotel driveway, Serena's phone suddenly buzzed. She glanced at the screen and froze. From an Unknown Number: "You have no idea who you're dealing with, Serena. Back off-while you still can." Her breath hitched. Damien noticed the change in her expression.

one of the doctors said. It did not work. Adrian's heart rate kept going up. His scent filled the room. It was wild and frightened. I could feel his fear from outside the room. My body reacted. I let my scent out. It smelled like the ocean and winter air. The heart monitor slowed down, and Adrian's body began to relax. The room became quiet. The doctors exchanged stunned glances. "His vitals are getting better," one doctor whispered. "But that only happens when a fated mate is nearby.

"Open twenty-four hours. I'd go at two AM when I couldn't sleep, order the sweetest drink possible, and read novels on my phone." "Novels like the one we're living?" "Sometimes. Though the ones I read had better-written romance." Adrian smiled. "The love interests usually communicated more." "We communicate." "We have a magical bond that forces communication. That's cheating." Cassian laughed softly. "Fair point." His fingers traced patterns on Adrian's arm. "What else? What did you do for fun?" "Argued in comment sections. Watched animated shows. Avoided responsibilities." Adrian's voice turned fond. "Nothing important. Nothing world-changing. Just... existing. Being quietly alive."

" As she choked Jasmine,green and purple veins popped up on her neck. Jasmine found it next to impossible to breathe. She glanced over at Lucia, who had a sly smile on her face. Some relationships make you grow, and others end you. Author's Note. Hi sweeties. As we say goodbye to this novel (the best nine months of my life[ it's practically my baby, lol]). I would like you to check out my other novels. * Loving you Forever (enemies to Lovers) My Pesky Boss (Love at First Sight) * I do (bad boy/good girl) Same penname (Rophine writes) Add to your library, read, and please comment. When you comment, you make me the happiest because I know time is precious, and you used that on my work. Thanks

#LoveSexRomance A/N: All my stories are not "EDITED VERSION" yet, so there are a lot of mistakes and typos like grammar and everything that is wrong when you read it...please be patient hehehe ty.

I settle across from him, excitement bubbling up at the prospect of discussing my passion. "I read all types of romance novels," I reply with a bright smile. "Hmm, I should've known." He leans back abruptly, retrieving files from his drawer in a dismissive gesture. As he buries himself in the paperwork, something clicks inside me - a flicker of offense at his indifferent "hmm." "Do you have a problem with someone who only reads romance?" I ask carefully. I've encountered supernaturals who view such

Then, it just froze and asked Ernesta back, “Weird how?” “Don't you think it's kind of illogical?” After checking its system data, 001 came up with an answer, “Did you forget, master? This is a romance novel world, and romance novels don't need to make too much sense. All the stuff that happens is just meant to make the main characters fall in love.” Ernesta had never read a romance novel, so she didn't get it. But she had a completely different explanation than 001.