A Little Romance Novels & Stories

I teased, arching a brow. That got him laughing, low and boyish. But I didn’t let the moment drift. I tugged him closer, fingers curling into the collar of his robe, my lips brushing his before deepening the kiss. For me, romance was never just about the touch. It was everything else, the stolen glances in the kitchen, the silly matching robes, the way he thought about my comfort before his own. The flirt woven through the day, the acts of service, the little promises unspoken. That was what made me ache for him. That was what had me melting into his arms now, already too far gone to pull back.

Then Noa felt his cock poking him. He pulled back to look at him. Then kissed his ear and whispered. “Oh Leon, you want me don't you?” He pulled back to look at him again. Then kissed his lips and mummured. “Tell me you want me.” Leon swallowed but couldn't speak. Then his cock poked Noa again. "Uuh, easy there little guy. There you are, he answered for you." Noa said quietly. He kissed his ear whispering. “In romance, the real you is that little guy poking me."

Malisa said with a raised eyebrow. " Of course not, sis! I am just twelve! " " If you say so... Miss twelve years old. " " So, sis? " " Well... Romance comes after love... It's the most exciting, mysterious and intruding part of any intimate relationship. " " Okay... So without love there can be no romance? " " Possibly... Though it's possible to feel attracted to someone, you know the butterflies in the belly, the skipping of the heart beat, the red cheeks, and continuous thinking of the fella. "

Don’t overdo it, Fliss. I lapse into silence and sip my champagne, waiting. I can see Lottie’s eyes flickering with thoughts. I can sense her inner battle between romance and lust. I think romance is just getting the edge. I think the violins are playing louder than the jungle drums. She looks as if she’s coming to a decision. Please go the right way, go on.… “Fliss …” She looks up. “Fliss …”

He rubbed his shin, where I just kicked him while gaping at his idiocy. “Seriously! How can you even say that? Erotica basically means fucking anyone within a 10 meters radius! Romance means it has a storyline and the characters are faithful!” I explained to him, flailing my hands around me. “O-kay... I’ll pretend I understood that.” Dodging another kick, he rose from his chair and began putting his books back inside his bag. “I need to head back now. Mom had a night-and-day shift, so I have to cook dinner. See you on Monday!”

it felt so new to you since it's Genesis the man I love and I never had sex with him. you looked into his eyes. you were turned on by his face; the raised eyebrow, the seductive eyes, the little smirk plastered on his face. oh goodness. I thought that I already moved on but I was wrong. All this time I'm still in love with him. you didn't realize that he loosened your red lace brassiere. your breath hitched, he was that damn fast. you let your straps fall to your shoulder as he slowly removes the cloth from your chest.

Whenever he said something funny, she laughed so hard her shoulders shook, even reaching out to lightly slap his thigh. It looked less like conversation and more like flirting. When we arrived at the private room, Carrie casually handed the menu to Gabe. "You're my childhood friend. You should know what I like without me having to say it." Gabe rested his chin against her neck. "Of course. I even know how many moles you have on your body." I silently took a seat to the side. Not a single dish on the table was something I could eat. Gabe filled my glass with wine, then picked up his own.

“It’s a story created by people, where they act out scenes to tell it. There are themes like horror, action, comedy, and… romance.” “Romance?” She turned subtly toward the sound of my voice, curious. “And what happens in this kind of romance movie?” I laughed, amused, running my hands through my hair. “Lie down here, and we’ll find out together. I can make popcorn and bring some treats for us to eat.” Callie’s furrowed brow made me smile even more. “I told you I had a lot to teach you.” “I don’t think I can eat treats; remember what Dr. Ryan said?” Callie seemed nervous. “And I don’t understand when you say ‘eat treats.’”

After a silence between both of them, which transports them to highlights of their time together, Bruce kind of breaks the nostalgic moment, “But anyway, in one word... define Romantic...” “I see it like a box of chocolate, just one of those assortments that mom brought every time she came back from a trip. In our land, all people have practically one flavor. This is a well-assorted box...” excited.

“It only happens on TV shows, not real life.” “What if it’s true love?” Annabelle said. Paige uttered, “True love?” Annabelle nodded her head, her eyes intent on Paige. “That’s right. True love. True love can conquer all.” Paige was speechless. It seemed the girls had been brainwashed by cheesy romance shows. “Are you talking about true love between Cinderella and her prince?” Paige asked. The trio nodded their heads. Paige gave it a thought before replying, “I suppose true love exists, but I’ve never seen it in my social circle.”