Romance But Not Romantic Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Francis Davis gave me the medicine. He said it would save me. I swallowed it and sank into ten years of oblivion. Ten years of loving him. Until one day, he decided he wanted to know whether the sober me still loved him. So he took the medicine away. I never expected hatred and pain to run deeper than addiction. So I jumped from the 18th floor, returning my life to him, and my freedom to myself.

Breakup isn't something new for Yara. According to her, all that happened because of the curse of love spoken by Adam, her first ex-boyfriend. "I swear you won't be able to date forever. Anyway, you won't be able to get married until you can see me on the aisle." What will happen to Yara if Adam comes back into her life?

On the last day of the year, my music player app pushed out my 2025 listening report. My keyword was 'Resonance.' I had not actually spent much time listening to music that year. My account had mostly been used by my boyfriend, Jeremy Steward. A small line of text appeared underneath. [At 4:00 A.M. on December 1st, you were still sharing the same song with someone. So this is what love looks like, staying awake through the night.] My breath caught. December 1st was my birthday. However, that night, I had gone to bed early. Jeremy had rushed off right after cutting the cake, saying he needed to go back to the office for overtime. Almost as if possessed, I tapped my trembling hands on the unfamiliar profile that showed up as my most frequent interaction. Their keyword for the year was 'Exclusively Yours.' My heart skipped. I opened the details. [This year, you and this user listened to songs together late at night 688 times. Every time is a private whisper between souls.] Right then, a message from Jeremy popped up on my phone. [Babe, I have to work late again tonight. Don't wait up for me. Sleep early, okay?] At the same moment, that unfamiliar account posted a new update. A photo of two hands intertwined inside a car, fingers tightly laced together. [I love working late with him the most. We'll listen to music together for a lifetime.]

We all pretend we don't want our very own prince charming but that a big fat lie ,deep down in our heart we want ours. **************** After being reminded everyday that she isn't worthy of love by her evil sister Samantha never gave up and kept dreaming for her own very own prince charming . ********************* Samantha is a beautiful girl who has dreamed and believed in fairy tale every since she was young though her life has been far from having her happily ever after thanks to her step family but that didn't stop her from dreaming on. Mr Romeo DiCaprio is a powerful business man in the whole world. He isn't not your typical billionaire playboy that break every heart. He his a workaholic and a perfectionist. He is waiting for the right one not some random pointless hookups. Love is like a journey and a journey that begins with a step. join Samantha and Romeo on theirs filled with laughter, Cry's pain and happiness. Will they get there happily ever true. After all if you believed your dreams might come true. This is their shitty love.

I wasn’t even pregnant, yet I ended up popping abortion pills like they were candy. It was all because in my past life, the moment my widowed sister-in-law got pregnant, every single side effect of her pregnancy became mine. She strutted around happily with her big belly, consuming spicy tamales, while I was rushed to the hospital for violent nausea and stomach pain; she showed off her flawless skin in crop tops every day, while my stomach broke out in hideous stretch marks. When I told my husband what was happening, he just shoved me away impatiently. “Enough with the jealousy! My brother’s dead, and she’s carrying his only child. Of course, I should look out for her. Do you really have to put on such an act?” After that, my sister-in-law went even further. She kept testing her limits during pregnancy and even ate a mango she was allergic to. And me? I went into anaphylactic shock, landed in the hospital, and nearly died. Doctors couldn’t explain it. They just brushed it off, saying I was overly jealous and it was all psychological. Later, my sister-in-law tried to brand herself as a “hot single mom”. She went live, belly and all, to show off her weight-loss workouts. She jumped around for three straight hours. And me? My uterus literally gave out, and I hemorrhaged to death. When I opened my eyes again, it was the exact day she first announced her pregnancy.

What happens when Isabella becomes the Nanny of Billionaire's son? Isabella Brown -A 23-year-old girl working in a cafe to support herself and her nanny who took care of her when her parents left her on the roadside. -She is bubbly, clumsy, curious, emotional and fierce. Liam Parker -A 26-year-old multimillionaire, CEO of Parker Enterprises, the most successful company in America. -He is the one with anger issues and ruthless and cold behaviour. He is soft towards his son only. ******* TROPES: Grumpy x Sunshine Billionaire x Nanny Slow Burn Romance Contract Marriage No cheating....Happy Ending!

This is a collection of 5 different and spicy romance stories. You wouldn't want to miss this!!!!! "Answer me, Gabby. Why do you keep avoiding me?" Terrence asked her again, raising her chin with his thumb so he could look into her beautiful eyes. "Th...his is not proper Mr. Tennon. Please let me go." Gabriela managed to say, trying to ignore the tingles she was feeling as a result of his touch. "It's Terrence to you, Gabby. Cut out those formalities," Terrence said slightly vexed as he cornered her the more behind his office desk. Making no room for her to escape. "But you're my Boss!" Gabby managed to say. "Is that the reason you decided to keep your distance?" Terrence stated with hurt evident in his eyes.

Blood and mayhem sends Charlie Brown, on a trail of a criminal. A night hunt leads her to the city's cradle of debauchery, Sin City and there she meets a man who all but intrigues her. Dangerous and flirtatious, he brings a lot of trouble. Simple rules, easy life is his motto. Maddox Black has worked as a successful business owner dealing with a repertoire of clientele who can't afford a scandal. With the attractive FBI agent showing up at his door, he's willing to do anything to get rid of her. Entangled in a web of secrets and lies, they learn that while different on the surface, they have more in common than anyone would think. In a world full of chaos, where money and power rule, Charlie and Maddox yearn to break free, but a string of events that began before either of them were involved threatens to destroy them instead

When Nathan comes to pick me up on the day of the wedding, he loses his footing and falls down a flight of stairs that's several feet high. He's not badly injured, but he bumps his head on the steps and ends up with jumbled memories. He mistakenly thinks that I am his first love, who had once hurt him. He reacts violently whenever he sees me. At this time, I found out that I am pregnant. The doctor says that the good news might be able to awaken his memories partially. I rush off to find him, holding the medical report. However, I accidentally overhear the conversation between him and his friends. "Nate is always full of ideas. Now he's even claiming that his memories are jumbled up! As long as you don't get bored, Olivia will never be able to force you to get married." "Don't spout nonsense. I do love Liv, and she's the only one that I'll ever love. I'll just have fun for half a month more before I settle down and get married." "Half a month? That isn't even enough time to flirt with all the female models at the club. Can you really be satisfied with that?" Nathan's expression turns cold as he snaps, "I'm not an irresponsible jerk. Liv and I have been together for so many years. "I'm definitely going to marry her. Call someone now! I want the one from yesterday with a tiny waist and a big bottom. It excites me to look at her!" Trembling, I tear up the notice from the hospital and turn to leave.

The day I confirmed my mate at twenty, I was stunned to find the Moon Goddess had arranged two mates for me. Alpha Amos put their photos in front of me: two heirs to the pack’s Alpha line. One was the proud and powerful Glen Wolfe, the elder brother, famed as the strongest werewolf in the north. The other was the quiet and mysterious Ryan Wolfe, the younger brother everyone whispered about because he still hadn’t awakened his wolf; they called him a useless runt. “This is the Moon Goddess’s decree,” Alpha Amos said solemnly. “Whoever you choose will be your mate and the next Alpha of the pack.” Without hesitating, I chose the younger brother, Ryan. My choice shocked everyone. After all, everyone knew I was madly in love with Glen and that I would only ever marry him. However, they did not know the truth. In my last life, I’d chosen Glen, only to discover he was having an affair with his secretary, Fawn Albertson. Alpha Amos flew into a rage and banished Fawn from the pack. Glen, convinced I had betrayed him behind his back, turned his hatred on me. From then on, he deliberately made a show of being intimate with his mistresses in front of me, forcing me to taste the pain of the mate bond. I was tormented and humiliated by those mistresses until I felt less than dirt. When my unborn pup was poisoned by one of them and died, I couldn’t take it any longer. I chose to end my life. I never expected the Moon Goddess to give me a second chance. This time, I resolved to step aside so that Glen could be happy with Fawn. However, he had also been sent back in time to relive his life, and instead of calm, he broke down.