What Is A Closed Door Romance Novels & Stories

Especially with the shocks that occur. Because in fact, outside there was a foot that kicked the door. “Velia! Open the door!” It was familiar to Velia’s ears. She knew who was coming to her house. “Open the door or I’ll break, damn it!” It took Velia a while to gather her courage. She opened the door and found a bunch of tattooed, big-titted thugs looming in the front door of the door. “Good. It would be nice if you would open the door.”

Chris closed the door. Paige checked out the room blushingly. It was her first time in a love hotel room. Nothing was special about it, except that the room had a pink theme going on. The bed, canopy, and light were pink. The purple and pink colors added a romantic and suggestive vibe to the room. Her heart raced when she saw the pink circular bed. It was as if her heart was beating out of her chest. Chris came up from behind Paige, wrapping his hands around her waist.

She closed her eyes for a good minute, but sleep didn't come. Zara leaned to the side and then began staring at Scott. His eyes soon peeled open. His gaze locked hers. In the dimly lit room, sparks flew between them at this moment. She was just about to look away when Scott pulled her closer. Her body immediately fell on his. Before she knew what was happening, their lips merged.

Joy was all that filled me to the brim as I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, letting the fragrance wash over me. My dream had come true, and it was no one else but the Alpha's son. I was his fated mate. I almost squeaked so loudly as I skidded forward, my hair bouncing behind me as I let out a delighted giggle, ready to run into his arms for protection and safety. Nothing else mattered at that moment but to open that door and meet my fated mate from the moon goddess, the one that was going to end my sufferings. I started to tap on the door but paused the moment I began to hear different voices. I couldn't wait any longer as I twisted the knob. The door was unlocked, so I pushed it wide

“Have you ever opened your door to find a this absolutely gorgeous, hunky, specimen of a man standing on the other side? I’ve dreamt just that, repeatedly, to the point that I’m frustrated with myself for not having a depth of imagination to move beyond this dream guy -pun intended- and into something more substantial. I mean, all he does is stand there with a sexy smirk on his face. Night after night, I see myself in this cozy little log cabin. There’s an enormous fieldstone fireplace dominating the room. The warmth from its roaring fire permeates every crack and crevice of the small, but spacious room. Either there’s no electricity, or it’s gone out for some reason because I’m sittin

He hurries to pull me up before I could say a thing his phone rings. "I- I have to take this." With that, my husband leaves his naked wife in the room to tend to business. I stood flabbergasted and with 100% realization. Romance is dead. ~~~~'

Pushing stray hair from my face he lowered his lips to mine. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love you too.” Smiling against my lips I deepened the kiss only for a knock at the door to interrupt. “Cleo sweet are you ready?” Athena’s voice came from outside the door. As the doorknob went to open Roman realised he hadn’t locked it. Using his air element, he clicked the lock preventing her from entering. The last thing I needed was for my mother-in-law to see me like this.

“Just so you know, work romance isn’t allowed in Sweet Temptation.” “I know. It’s stated in the contract,” I muttered faintly, sighing as I kept walking toward the kitchen. I stopped again when I realized they did not follow me. When I turned around, I found Bethany and Marga staring at the closed door at the end of the hallway. “Do Not Enter?” Marga turned to me. “What’s in here?” she asked in a hushed tone. Bethany held the doorknob and tried to open it. “God, Beth!” Marga chuckled and tapped the sign. “What don’t you understand about these three words?”

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

* *"Inside. We need to talk about what 'always loving you' means. And what I'm going to do about it." *His hand closed around her wrist, not hard but firm.* *And Lia realized that meeting Julian might have given her closure.* *But it had just ignited something darker in Caspian.* *Something possessive and jealous and absolutely unwilling to share her with anyone.* *Even a ghost of her past.*