Ya Romance Novels & Stories

Rara mumbled with a smile. The woman nervously nodded, her hands clasped in front of her. “Anything you’d like? Tea? Coffee? Lemonade, Ms Rara?” Rara shook her head. Curiosity engulfed her. “No. How do you know my name?” “It’s natural to know Mr Romano’s fiancé’s name. You’re very beautiful,” Rara wondered if Stefan also visits Ralph. Of course he would, they were brothers. The realisation once again had her heart in a clenching hold.

Ryder, his voice a low rasp, replied, "For you, my love, I would conquer the world itself." Without hesitation, Kara stepped forward, raindrops trailing down her face like glistening tears. Her outstretched hand reached for him, a silent invitation that embraced the depths of their connection. Ryder grasped her hand, intertwining his fingertips with hers, feeling the sparks of their love ignite at their touch. A breath caught in Kara's throat as she spoke, her voice a husky whisper amidst the storm. "Ryder, she was in shock to see him Kara had just nestled herself into the plush cushions of the cozy reading nook, lost in the captivating world of a steamy romance novel. The room was filled wi

“Perhaps you should come and sort out Kate for me. Mind you, if you smiled at her, she would probably accuse you of two-timing me. But then, according to her, you are only one of the many I have in my harem. Can women have such things?’ ‘Not in Australia. Come on. It’s time we were off. I?ll be in trouble if I don’t get you home in good time. Can’t have your reputation completely shattered by an evil Aussie male.’ 'Thanks so much. I’ve really enjoyed myself.’ Before they left the car park, he reached over to her. He placed a gentile, undernanding kiss on her soft lips. Despite her good sense, Kerrien felt herself respond, her body pressing towards his. She knew inside that she was playing wi

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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.

His head fall back while laughing so hard, making his neck exposed. “Calm down, cousin. I have my own…” he look at the girl left in the doorway. “Come in, Chiara!” he ordered. The girl slightly jump on her place and quickly went to him. “Down,” he commanded. My jaw drops when without a question, Chiara kneels beside him. My heart skipped and my feet went cold. I am not comfortable seeing such a scene. Romeo smirk and playfully mess Chiara’s hair. “See? I do not need to touch yours,” he proudly says to Ryler. “Also, I think this girl is way more submissive than yours,” he added and grin at me.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

My back hit the counter, and the spatula clattered uselessly into the sink. “Mav—” My protest dissolved as he deepened the kiss, his hand braced on the counter beside me while the other skimmed down my side, slipping beneath the loose hem of my pajama top. My skin burned where his fingers brushed. “You taste better than breakfast,” he murmured against my mouth, and before I could even process the line, his hand was sliding lower, teasing the waistband of my pajama bottoms. My whole body went still. “Wait, what are you—”

I feel so lonely. His sad look and hard words touched Maria's heart. I can hug you if you want. She kneels down to him, wraps him in a warm embrace, not at all gratuitous, both two were carried away by their passions, and ended up giving each other a long and intense kiss, apparently of hormonal reconciliation, the passion seemed to take them to another level. But she cuts the romantic course, arguing that she will not forget everything she saw, and lived. She tries to leave, he takes her arm and asks who she is, she tells him her full name and again reminds him that she saved his life, he thanks her but reiterates who you really are, she replies; - Don't you see, I am your Karma and you are

My cheeks turn red, as I listen to his romantic words. “Thank you.” I thank him while smiling graciously. “Do you want to dance?” He asks me with a smile on his lips, while I look closely at my high heels. “Yes.” I answered, not very sure, while he took me by the arm and took me to the dance floor, while the song By Your Side by Tokio Hotel played. While he dances with me, I run my hands along his broad back. Seconds later, I see Abby and Dr. Mark also come to the dance floor. She looks very excited while he looks very tired of her.