Action And Romance Novels & Stories

he even left the decision on the DVD up to me. Then he showed me his impressive collection. I estimated it was around two hundred titles. He could almost open his own video store! Luckily I made my choice quickly. It was Romeo Must Die , an action movie about two gangs fighting each other. Of course, romance couldn't be missing either. A young man enters the scene and wants to solve the death of his brother. He meets a girl who also lost her brother. As time would have it, they fell madly in love with each other. The film ended with them getting together and getting their questions answered.

We got up after about fifteen minutes, dried off and went into the house, Rhonda carrying Lucas and me carrying the rest of his stuff. Since they'd said they'd like to see how things went, we remained how we were, naked and adorned. Master handed the remote to the three daters and asked them to pick out whatever they wanted to watch. They found the first run movies and went through the list, debating the various choices. Anthony voted for an action flick like the new Wonder Woman movie or James Bond, but got outvoted by the girls who wanted a romance. They voted for 'Endings, Beginnings'. "Come on, man," He pleaded with Master. "Surely you get a vote in this too. You don't want some sissy ch

In the end, they nixed the love story, the romantic comedy, the family Christmas movie, the war epic, and went for the movie with no elements that spoke to their personal situation—a safe, sensible science-fiction action thriller. It was just their luck that there was a hot, erotic love scene near the end of the movie. The kind of scene that sent hot blood pulsing in intimate places. Riley and Amy both stared studiously at the screen, each making certain not to catch the other’s eye. But they would probably have bruises from the tightness of their grip on each other’s hand.

When the romantic movie ended forty minutes later, I was more than relieved, but didn’t let Elo realize that I disliked watching romantic movies. “I really had an awesome time, Elo”, I lied as we walked away from the rows and columns of seats. “It was splendid… felt like St. Valentine’s Day, my love”. I stared at the silver clutch purse she carried, and thought of how lucky I was to be her man. “I want to tell you something, Pierre…” Elo whispered.

Though that didn't mean that they both weren't always there in the back with a small piece of my mind diverted to them both. Once we finished dinner she helped me clear the table. I tried to stop her from helping but she insisted and then I couldn't say no. Afterwards I carried both our glasses to the living room and we sat together on the sofa to watch a movie. I let her pick seeing as I didn't really care much either way, though I was surprised when she choose an action film. I turned to give her a look and she laughed at me. "Romance movies are too cheesy and over the top now a days. I prefer a good old action film or something sci fi." A woman after my own heart. I pulled her in c

I tried to focus on the movie, but my mind wandered. Usually, I would welcome anything with Gerald, but Waylen was massaging my feet while we watched an action movie. Romance or anything cliché best suited this atmosphere. “I don’t think I’m up for an action movie tonight,” I blurted and tucked my legs under me while watching my favorite actor. Waylen grabbed the remote to reduce the volume. “Maybe something less action-ish? I dunno.” “Any suggestions?” Waylen asked. I shook my head. “Let’s see what we have here.”

He is telling me something about the Dublin consortium, one of the partners apparently having second thoughts about the development given the heritage application's progress, and I am listening but I am also watching his face, the way it moves when he talks about things he cares about, and I feel something so full and warm that it interrupts my ability to track the sentence. "Come here," I say. He stops mid sentence. Looks at me. I pull him toward me by the front of his shirt and he comes, settling over me on the couch, and I reach up and hold his face and look at him properly. "I love you," I say. Not in response to anything. Just because it is true and saying it still does something every

"You want a puppet who'll nod and smile. However, now the puppet's strings are cut, and you're freaking out." Francis' expression turned icy. "I'm not freaking out." "Then why switch my meds?" I asked, a challenge. "You're terrified. Terrified that without those drugs, I'll realize I don't love…" His response was to kiss me, a fierce, angry kiss. I fought back, but he held me by the nape of my neck, deepening the kiss until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. He had bitten my lip. It was a kiss unlike any other in the ten years I had known him, fueled by both lust and a need to punish.

The room is enveloped in a hushed anticipation, everyone hanging on their every word. Mary Lou and Aaron’s chemistry is undeniable. They move through their lines like a river flowing with ease. Their expressions and body language convey a depth of feeling that captivates their audience and never lets them go. At a particularly tender moment, Aaron takes Mary Lou’s hand, and they share a look no director could have choreographed. The air is charged with a mixture of vulnerability and raw emotion, and for a moment, it feels like they are the only two people in the room.

Returning the smile "Yes of course, yes I will Be your Prom date " she agrees I step Close to her giving her a soft pec on her lips "have dinner with me and my father tonight?" I will be there " she says what an obedient girl she will make a good wife. I look back at Hope not saying anything to her I walk to my class part one of my plan is done. The day goes quick as teachers are talking about Prom and themes I am not hearing anything. My eyes find Hope she's sitting not listening either she's not her vibrant self around Carmen I wonder why. Not that I care I don't she's also in my plans she will