A Hopeless Romantic All My Life Novels & Stories

The night Justin Lane proposed to his first love, I stood on the terrace of the thirty-third floor, holding a report that diagnosed me with late-stage stomach cancer. Through the windows, I watched him kneel and slide the pink diamond ring that had once belonged to me onto another woman's finger. I endured the excruciating pain and stayed out on the terrace beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows so I wouldn't disturb their beautiful moment. Then Justin saw me. There was no panic or guilt in his eyes. There was only disgust. From the other side of the glass, he sneered and pointed toward the edge of the terrace. Then, he mouthed the words to me. "If you want to jump, then jump. Enoug

The first time I went to the boutique to try on wedding dresses, I stumbled upon the staff playing their game of “Guess the Bride.” The big screen inside was displaying the package my fiancé had reserved. Eager to snag the commission, the makeup artist spoke up first: “I remember the bride is petite and delicate. She looks absolutely stunning in a mermaid dress.” The photographer chime in: “She has straight bangs and two dimples when she smiles.” “Oh, right—and a red mole on her collarbone. She looks best in an off-shoulder gown.” I froze right on the spot. I had waist-length, voluminous waves, no dimples, and certainly no mole. The person they were describing fit my best friend—Charlotte Ho

“Your eyes take my sleep away, your voice takes my breath away, just take it all away but in return give your heart to me.” He beamed with happiness, his lips curving up and I saw his eyes sparkle, little did I know my heart was beating faster. “I’ll take good care of it, I’ll shield it with mine, don’t worry…” Worry? Being with you? Phoenix and worry, they don’t even intersect. I wish I could say these words to him, tell him that he already has my heart but somehow, I couldn’t mold it out of my mouth. “Phoenix… can you hold me?” Was all I could say, I am a hopeless romantic, what is romance anyway? Would it be my fault if I say I'm unfamiliar with this term?

Even a problem arouse in their life. Bo Ra’s friends… they didn’t ghost her like Min Kyu. They are with her in every problems. For their good doings. They will definitely lead a happy life. All the couples are living a happy life forever… Like her, we always face problems and solve it bravely. Don't just fall for a simple problem. We can solve it on our own. Let's all lead a happy life. THE END!!

He zipped his face over to look at me, the paleness of his eyes making a spot in the pit of my stomach swirl like crazy. I rolled my eyes. “Yeah, no. I told him to wait twenty years and then ask again. But I’m banking on the possibility he’ll lose interest by then. Because honestly,” I set my hand against my heart and fluttered my lashes. “I’m not sure how I could marry Cason when I’m holding out for Hopeless Henry.” Wick wrinkled his brow in absolute confusion. “Hopeless Who?” My mouth fell open. “No. No way! You haven’t heard of ‘Hopeless Henry’? How is that even possible?”

It was the other way around. Of all the things I've lost and let go of, he's the one I'll never let go of. She's my last string. The only Hope I'll be needing for the rest of my life. - FIN

is where it starts…I’ll give you my whole heart for my whole life…I’ll give you my whole heart for my whole life….and this is where it starts….and I’ll say I do for the rest of my life…with all that I have I do…and I will….when the sky is falling…I promise you I’m all in no turning back…every day…every moment…every breath you take…I choose you…” She finished that song with a smile. Everyone got up to dance and she continued to play and sing. She began to play a medley of different songs it started out with the violin being played first “I set on a narrow way many years ago…hoping I would find true love along the broken road….but I got lost a time or two…what my brow kept pushing through…I c

I took a deep breath and said, "Barry, you know I was heartbroken when Mark left me and was about to end my life when you saved me. You mended my broken heart and now you want to break it again. This time no one will be able to mend it. Barry...." I took his face in my palms and continued looking straight into his eyes, "It doesn't matter to me that you are a vampire and I am a human. You are immortal and I am not. I just want to be with you no matter how long. I want to grow old and die but only when you are here with me. This life means nothing to me if you are not in it. Barry, I love you and I only know this and I can't live without you. Barry, please don't leave me." Tears were rolling

“I’ve been told I can be a little… too much. But I’m working on it. Therapy and things.” He almost seems embarrassed to admit it, like confessing to therapy is more vulnerable than confessing to drugging someone. I squeeze his hand gently. “I don’t think you’re too much.” I tilt my head and let my eyes go soft. “There’s nothing to apologise for in giving as much as your heart allows. You’re simply… a hopeless romantic.” The light that spreads across his face reaches his mouth in a slow, wondering smile. “That’s the first time I’ve thought about it that way. A hopeless romantic.” He turns his hand under mine, threading our fingers together, and his grip is warm and eager and trembling slightl

Her heart nearly stopped. “You’re successful now,” she said. “You have everything. Why would you want the same girl you left behind?” “Because I never stopped loving her.” The room felt suddenly smaller. Dangerous. Hope was a dangerous emotion for Evelyn. “I don’t believe you,” she said. “You don’t have to,” Lincoln replied. “But I’m not giving up this time.” Her chest tightened again. Every man she had dated after Lincoln had been an attempt to replace something that could never truly be replaced.