Novel & Cerita Woman Romance Author

Dear Readers, Welcome to the enchanting world of "Moonbound ES," a tale of passion, mystery, and supernatural romance. As you embark on this thrilling journey, I, the author, feel both humbled and excited to share the story that has been brewing within me for so long. "Moonbound ES" marks my first foray into the werewolf romance genre, and while I may not consider myself a seasoned professional, I hope that the magic of storytelling will transcend any imperfections.

I ran to the romance shelf first and started checking from side to side and I still did not see anything. I sighed in confusion because I had thought that I was going to see the clue in the romance section. I went to the section for fantasy books and I kept checking each side of a book, my eyes caught on a very attractive cover and I smiled before pulling it out. The cover was so beautiful and I read the title, 'Curse Of The Wolves'. It was written by my favorite author in the world, Jane Doe. I had read all of her books and all are a masterpiece and I had no doubt that the one I held in my hands was going to be a great read as well.

I needed to cut her off. "Look, they're doing the walking around the fire thing." She said. I hummed non committal. "I read about it in this book by Drethi Anis. Five thousand nights of obsession. The book was so good." "You read?" I asked. I had never seen any book in her apartment or caught her with a book. "Yes." She blushed, then quietly. "Romance books." "You don't strike me as the romance type." I looked at her intently. "Is it one of those raunchy books with shirtless men carrying scabbards on the cover."

Now she's my wife and I am trying to make our marriage work so better not put your nose in it. Liliana again scoffed at his words. While Ryan was left shocked it was hard for him to believe that his ruthless mafia brother was finally in love with this girl. But the only problem this girl is too innocent for him and also from the way she's fearing him that she couldn't even utter a single word it might not be possible for Damon to win her.

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.

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💕(Vampire Romance)💕 🌹🌹 Episode five🌹🌹 .. .. 💕King Damien’s POV 💕 .. .. I pulled her into my arms the minute we got to a secluded place. I can’t seem to get enough of her but there’s another thing that’s been bothering me. Once we mate,there’s a possibility that she might become pregnant, she’s human after all. I led her into the cave which was beautifully adorned with several flowers and ornaments.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart—you’ve made a struggling, not-even-famous author achieve the job she has always dreamed of. Your werewolf-addicted author, Nymeria Yennefer Roisin

she said and I burst into laughter. "Are you kidding me!" "Why? Is it funny?" She asked. "Of course it is, I mean how could you think of something so impossible" I said. "Why is it impossible?" "Well...... I....... I am just 30 and Emma is like 36" "Age doesn't matter, perhaps the age difference isn't much" Jasmine said. "Well..... She's not my kind of girl" I said and she laughed. "And who is your kind of girl?" She asked.

Every time I read romance novels, I've always thought what a bunch of liars those authors are, to put shitty smut that the majority of us women, don't even experience. Like seriously, getting wet just by his presence in the room? Or at the sound of his voice? Bullshit, that's what it is!