Ww2 Romance Novels & Stories

“Two years ago. But I have never used it. It is my first time coming here after the renovation.” “It's really beautiful. Perfect for spending quality time here” she said with a smile but realise what she had said. The smile fell, and when she looked at Carson there was a smirk on his face. She blushed, embarrassed for not thinking properly. “I mean for couples in love. I did not mean anything about us, okay?” she added hastily. “As you say.”

threatened Rena. "Jade, you want to sleep with me, right?" Romeo's head was dizzy. The perverted wolf rebelled because his lover tempted him. "Until when?" sighed Romeo resignedly. "Until we return to Germany." "No! That's not called a honeymoon. Honeymoon, we have to have sex so that we are happy. Channeling all the passionate desires!" Romeo's correction. "It's not a honeymoon, but a full moon. You feel how it feels." Rena didn't care about Romeo, who had gone to great lengths to persuade her to return.

"Jasmine, in case I tell you that I like you and I want you to be my special someone to love. Will there be anyone who might get mad?" She stand up for the serious question but she took a wrong step so he slowly fell down. Inadvertently Jake pulled her hand away. As she turned back facing the soldier she lost her right balance again in her stance and sank into Jake's chest. She got more turned on to inhaled Jake's fragrant scent. As it was a very neat man she ever knew. It has been exposed to the heat of the sun and is sweating but its fragrant smell remains. One of Jasmine's favorite things about a man is being physically clean. This handsome yet clean body thrill factor that Jake has. She

Yvonne felt regretful at that moment. “Oh, these two lovebirds had even started to flirt with each other. Do you two think that we are filming a movie?” Winona laughed sardonically. “Are you two really in a paramour relationship?” Sophia looked at Yvonne and Benedict in disbelief. She had always thought that Yvonne and Benedict were working together to scam her. “What paramour relationship? We are lovers who love each other!” Benedict corrected her.

" 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.

Dearest Chyrill, I wish you a beautiful day ahead for you, I hope that you are doing good. I miss you a lot, I miss your smile and your crazy ideas. I pray that I will escape from this detention center so I can be with you, I am sorry for I was not able to fulfill my promise that am going back and get you, but as soon the war will be over I down on my knees and I promised to marry you. I miss you. I love you my everything. "I love you too... She whispered and kiss the letter, she burst into tears after she read the Sergeant's letter she holds his hands and place in his cheeks, she wanted to fell the warm hug of the Sergeant.

And when the final match was lit, and the fire roared to life, Emilia watched the flames eat history with something like peace behind her eyes. Alessio stood beside her, breathing heavy. “I didn’t think you had this in you.” She turned to him. “You married the wrong woman for peace,” she said. “But the right one for war.” And he kissed her. This time not with need, or fury, or strategy. But with truth. Because in that moment, surrounded by bodies, fire, and betrayal, they finally understood something simple: The real vow was survival. ---

Chapter One Hundred and Fifteen: A Slow-Burning Fire The air between Aaron and Sofia simmered with a tension that had nothing to do with the danger surrounding them. As they sipped their coffee, their eyes met, holding each other’s gaze for a long, heated moment. It was as if the storm of chaos and uncertainty had driven them closer, igniting something primal and urgent between them.

~VITTORIA ~ Living with Roman was much more fun and exciting than whatever I had imagined. The warm and heavy weight of him during our cuddles, the scent of his skin and the feel of his body during our passionate sex, the light ray falling on his face as I woke up to him, being almost hooked at the hip with him.