World War 2 Romance Novels & Stories

Krisha added with same nervousness. "Nobody will come everybody are in living room." As he said that Amayra come and said "Krisha look we are here." as they noticed Amayra , Abeer remove his hand from Krisha's waist. "Oh Kitchen romance is going here. Sorry you guys continue I am going. And one more thing, I didn't see anything." Amayra said in teasing tone.

" What am I going to do now? should I apologise or what?" " Yes you should and make it romantic" Mr DiCaprio "Michael does the gym offer still open?"

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.

Chyrill down her looks to stay away from Sergeant Herrera, she can't longer take a look again at Sergeant Herrera's eyes, she needs to control her feelings too, she doesnt want to be in love much more to this man, she feels afraid if being hurt again. It was midnight when they decided to go inside of the room Sergeant Herrera was deeply asleep as of this moment, she decided to go outside of the penthouse and take a walk on a sea shore, she just wanted to refresh her mind of all the things that is happening right now, she had learned to live a life without him, but all of the sudden there he was coming back and alive. She can't imagine that Sergeant Herrera lost his leg maybe, he fought in th

She asked and proffered the bottle of wine to me. "No, please. Thanks" I shook my hand at her. She shrugged and drank from the bottle and for a moment, we were silent. "When will our husbands settle their differences, huh?" She asked pathetically. Hold on; is she really referring to Royce as her husband when they're not even married?? I just chuckled and didn't say a word. 'Ryan has gone to one of his mansions, right?" She further asked. "Yeah - seems so" I replied. "Hmph. Must be really lonely for you, huh?

he asked as I nod, my eyes filling with water. I quickly took his hand as he smiled and pulled me to his lap. He wrapped his hand tightly around his waist while my hands wrapped around his neck. I hummed as I put my head on his chest, cherishing his calm heart beat. "Isabella, you should know that I cannot stop this war until we found my uncle. He is precious to us." Nyx said as I looked up at him. "But what is the use of a war. All you do is kill innocent people who have no idea of what happened" I said as he sighed.

Unable to resist the pull of his feelings, he leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss, pouring everything he felt into that simple, yet profound, connection. Lara responded with equal passion, her arms winding around his neck as she kissed him back. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them in that moment—two souls who had fought against unimaginable odds and emerged victorious, not just in battle, but in love.

Roman and Emily, with their unwavering affection, seemed to emit an enchanting aura that touched the hearts of everyone present. As I watched Roman and Emily interact, their love radiated like a beacon, illuminating the space around them. The way they looked into each other's eyes, the gentle touches and shared smiles—it was as if they were dancing to a tune only they could hear. Their love story was captivating, and I couldn't help but feel grateful to witness such a profound connection.

Was this what they called love at first sight? "Miss! Miss! Where are you miss?!" The same voice called out as Zoya began to panic, the voice was too close already so Zoya did what she never thought she would have ever done in her whole life, her lips were suddenly locked with the stranger's, kissing him. The start of the soft touch sent a strong feeling of warmth spiraling through her system. Her eyes closed fearlessly, but the closure didn't let her see darkness, it instead created colours of fondness. Her tense nerves soon began to relax, her troubles began to melt away and the surroundings began to disappear leaving only her, her and this man. This. This felt true. This felt good. It fel

Nothing," she replied quickly again. As she still rolled her eyes one by one at the approaching soldiers. Maybe she misses the only man that she wishes to see too. It's as if she's just deceiving herself. She tries to make believe that the man she can't deny she loved is worthless. But until those moments she still remembers Jake. "Okay. Thank you for you answer. We are leaving." The soldiers said goodbye. She was left in her position standing and following the gaze to the walking away soldiers.