Novel & Cerita Witty Romance

I whispered in her ear, eliciting a shiver from her. “Now I’m all wet.” “And, I like you wet,” I replied biting on her earlobe. . . A. Gupta Do check out my other books, all are completed Dar Romance with Enemies to Lovers, Mafia, Arrange Marriage, Bully Romance tropes!!! Hope you like reading them. Thankyou:)

His gaze held a mixture of gratitude and something deeper, a sentiment he seldom revealed. As she continued to dress his wounds, the room seemed to shrink, narrowing down to the unspoken connection between them. Raina, in your writing, delves into the complexities of their romance. The physical act of dressing wounds serves as a metaphor for the healing they find in each other amid the chaos of their lives. Let the readers feel the emotional nuances, the uncharted territory of love in the shadows.

he insert the ring at the same time "fall in love with you wasn't my plan, but cupid got me and I fell in love with you. with each passing day I love you even more, if there is a challenges that comes into our lives we will face it together, I love you so much "I said while wearing a ring to him "you may kiss now" said the father so Kiro immediately kissed me. We immediately heard the applause, he hugged me tight and kiro said at the same time "I love you so much"

"Tell me about the book you were reading. What is it about?" P**n. Flushing, I bite my lip "It's a romantic story" and by romance, I mean a girl getting railed by three men at once. I wasn't kidding when I said I'd gotten to the spicy part. She was finally going to sleep with all three of them together. Lucky bitch. "Ah, you're a romantic then?" Anti-romantic. People who say they're in love are full of shit. I believe in power, loyalty, and money.

He walks in grinning like Christmas came early. “Well,” he drawls lazily, “this is the ugliest love confession I’ve ever witnessed.” I immediately move away from Lucien, but I do not calculate the movement because I trip on my own foot and land on my ass, painfully. Lucien’s hand remains loosely around my wrist, and he rolls his eyes at the sound of Dante’s laugh. “The Young Wolf finally gets hit in the head hard enough to become romantic.” “Shut up, Dante,” Lucien says flatly.

Darcy fluttered into Felix's arms like a butterfly, completely changing from the vicious woman who had just tormented me. She spoke in a sweet, almost childlike voice, “Babe, where have you been? If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known someone snuck in here trying to seduce you!

I stared at him gently and yet softly. “I owe you big time,” I said subtly. He looked at me while asking me why. “It’s because you make me feel fucking good, just like a woman should!” “Give me more of your goddamn pussy, boo!” he requested while I spread my legs wider. And wider! And wider! And wider! Just until my pussy dripped of water and I couldn’t take it any longer. Romance never had to be about sex; it was just about two souls, two hemispheres, who would come together to be one.

In that instant, her humor was not just a jest, it was a gift, a reminder that love could be both fierce and playful, both solemn vow and joyous release. And as her eyes sparkled at my laughter, I realized that this, her wit, her courage, her ability to turn even the most absurd moment into something beautiful, was the kind of romance I had craved all along. “That,” I admitted, pressing a quick, tender kiss to her forehead, “was Callus’s idea. He got very emotional about the whole ‘chasing’ thing. He tends to overdo the theatrics, blessing his heart. I apologize for the sudden lack of courtesy.”

AUTHORESS POV Kingston heard her soft whimper but he was too angry to pay any attention to it,he ignored it . "I want you to stop" Who was she to boss him around. "Vida is a manipulating bitch.." He didn't like insult but 'manipulating' did fit her.He wouldn't be manipulated.Never.Not again.She had succeeded when she made him fall in love with her at first but not again.

It’s better for both of us that I went the less drastic route. The third guy who approaches is a whole other kind of animal. He kind of takes my breath away, actually. Wowzies. He’s tall, muscular, and dressed like he’s just walked off the page of a Paco Rabanne magazine ad. When he smiles, my panties send a direct signal to my brain: Take me off. Now. Holy lady- boner. Vampire, twelve o’clock. Maybe they’re real. Weeee!