Wooing Me Novels & Stories

I know that I’m this trainwreck girl filled with both physical and mental scars and— “I’ve been waiting for you to say that,” Andrew tightens his hold of me and inhales as if needing my scent to fill his lungs. My head swims at that idea. He is acting like I’m irresistible, and I love it. I lean back and blush when I find him smiling up at me. “But you should know that I don’t just intend to date you, Caroline. Now that you’re willing to open up to me, I intend on wooing you and making you my wife.”

"You showed very clearly that all that you said about working on the marriage and giving this relationship a try and all that were lies." "I was just trying to-" "You wanted to manipulate me into thinking you were giving this relationship a try. I am pretty sure your first take would have been to buy her out with money but when that didn't work, you appealed to her sexually. Like you have done many times before." I chuckled. "You know what people who use their body to get what they want are called?" "AURORA!" He took a menacing step closer to me. "ROWAN!" I didn't skip a second before retaliating.

Olivine My plan was already in motion by the time I started wooing her. I convinced her that she could trust me, that my every act of care, every chivalrous gesture, was born of genuine affection. It wasn’t hard—Roisin, bless her naïve heart, was ripe for the taking. Every carefully orchestrated “chance encounter,” every moment I played the hero, fell into place exactly as I intended.

“I am aware of my reputation. I am also aware of what I said. And what I said was that I will be claiming him tonight.” Tony swallowed loudly. I leaned in a bit more. “But because your head is clearly stuffed with feathers today, I will repeat myself differently.” He nodded frantically, tablet shaking in his hands. “I will be wooing him.” Tony’s eyes almost fell out of his skull. “Wooing?” he whispered. “Yes,” I said slowly. “Wooing. As in persuading. As in attracting. As in presenting myself as a more… appealing option.” “Appealing,” he echoed faintly.

I look at him with one eyebrow raised. He looks confused for a moment, then he rolls his eyes and shudders. "Seriously ? Oh Byron is so gonna owe me for this one, But do you think she will fall for it ?" "If anyone can do it, it has to be you handsome ... just turn up that irresistible charm and give her some of that smoulder". I wink at him. He puts those strong arms around me ... pulling me into him. "You mean the one that usually makes you go weak in the knees and unable to say no ?"

His gaze is all over me, my body tingling with excitement. I want him to touch me, to feel how much I'm burning for him. "So, what did you do to gain my attention?" I quaked. "Simple. I seduced you." "How?" I now whispered. He smirks. "It probably went something like this . . ." He steps closer to me, and I struggle to stay calm.

I stared at him, and he smiled. "So much!" He gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "My sweet, I don't want to hurt you, but I can't stay away. And even if I could stay away, I know I'd already be hurting you. So let's make this work. Enchant me, Lexie! Make me fall in love with you! Because I think you can do it, and I think I'm almost there. I'm completely surrendered already, I've lowered all my guard, and I'm here at your feet, unable to stay away, not wanting to be without your kisses, insatiable for your body, dazzled by your personality. I'm asking you to enchant me, make me yours, win me over, make me love you, because I'm already going crazy for you!"

"You're so arrogant. As if you can have me." Amusement sparked in his eyes as he observed my expression. "Trust me, Isabella. If I can't win you over with sweet talk, I'll just woo you with my persistence. That's much easier for me." I smacked him playfully. "You're crazy." He approached me and held my chin, still grinning. "When I really want something, I'll make it mine, until I have it in a tempting way, sweetie." I blushed but quickly recovered and resisted his attempt to seduce me. "If you hadn't flirted with others, you might have gotten me a long time ago."

Adriel turned, his eyes narrowing as he looked at me on my knees. I gazed up at him, my eyes pleading. "Please, just one last chance. Give me the opportunity to prove myself to you, to show you that I'm still worthy of being your mate." My voice dropped to a whisper. "Have sex with me, just one more time. If you reject me now, without even considering my plea, I don't know what I'll do." A hint of desperation could be heard in my tone. "I'm not asking you to choose between me and Carly. Just... give me a chance.”

Wrapping my arms around him I let out a small moan indulging in the feeling. His snarls do not die rather loudens as he catches a whiff of the males' attraction to my hormones. I seem to be unknowingly seducing them. He holds me tighter indirectly urging a male to come near if he dares.