Romance Ever Novels & Stories

*** We open the store, help a couple of early customers, and within ten minutes Matteo has commandeered a stack of receipts and started sketching circles and arrows like we’re planning a heist. “Okay,” he says. “Option one: classic romance.” “Define classic.” “Candlelit dinner. Somewhere intimate. You get down on one knee. Boom. Tears.” “That’s… reasonable,” I say. He grimaces. “But expected.” “Cara likes expected,” I argue. “She likes thoughtful,” he counters. “There’s a difference.” A woman browsing the romance section coughs pointedly, clearly eavesdropping. Matteo lowers his voice anyway. “Option two: chaos.”

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.

Besides they're so fast, I guess they are desperate to marry get us married. F*ck that word double wedding!

HEY GUYS, I'VE DECIDED TO START POSTING LITTLE POEMS WHICH I WROTE DURING THE COURSE OF WRITING THIS STORY. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ROMANCE What is romance, yeah yeah yeah Where is romance Isn't it here? Is it a knight in shinning armor Can I ever see it? Can I ever experience it? I want my own romance With my most romantic fantasy Filled with dreams that May not come to pass But I can't stop fantasizing

His voice must me angelic and equals his limitless beauty. I desire the long desired mate bond. The unexplainable love shared by mate. The undying romance. His romantic gestures towards me. I desire everything!. His hot breath heaving over my sensitive neck. He tongue romancing my lips whenever we kiss or s*x.. I desire them all So I really pray he awakens. *** A loud growl pull me off my fantasy. I instantly fall roughly to the ground. My spines smash with a heavy thud. I wince.

I can't live without you, my love. I sealed everything for another passionate kiss. People cried, laughed, and made fun of. Most of the guests witnessed the roller coaster ride of our romance. I will never let you go again, never my love! You are mine to love and cherish! You're just mine Anita Paloma-Gomez.

Roman’s tone turns steadily cold as he adds, “Fen would more likely hunt him down now, and not in the romantic way.” My eyes light up as I remember, “My book! You saw that in one of my books didn’t you?” The Alpha of the Ironclaw pack reading a romance novel would be about as ludicrous as anything else to anyone else, but I’m his mate, his wife, he isn’t afraid to be silly around me, and as we burst out of the main doors Roman nods. I burst into the kind of spurting giggles that would have expelled water from my mouth if there was any and Roman grins cheekily, still speaking through the mate bond as he says, “I wanted to see if those men you read of have anything on me.”

Finally, Liam whispered in her ear, "I love you, Penelope. No matter what happens, I will always love you." Tears welled up in Penelope's eyes as she whispered back, "I love you too, Liam. Always and forever." They kissed again, the passion building between them as they poured all their love and longing into the moment. For a few precious moments, they forgot about the world outside, and they were lost in their own world of love and passion.

The passion Sean showered her with made it impossible for her to reject him. As Sean placed the roses in her hand, he took out a ring from his pocket and placed it carefully on her finger. “You’re mine the moment you wear this ring. Don’t you ever think of running away from me.” Rachel stood at the door and glared at the loving couple. As the two hugged, a glint of evil flashed past Rachel’s eyes.

― Ricardo Piglia, Respiración artificial --------- Lev, Have I told you that I love you? If not—I love you. You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me for the past months and I am grateful for you. Our start together wasn’t the smoothest, but I will not change anything about it. I will forever treasure the door notes that we exchanged together. Up until now, my offer of a loud sex is still up; just so you know.