Action Romance Comedy Anime Novels & Stories

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

A highschool romantic movie. "Such a lovely ending" Anika wipe the droplets of tears on her eyes and they all giggled at Anika's dramatic expression. "You know what guys, I have a guy that I like" Annie stated shyly. "I thought you were going to say you're queer" Ariana said. "Very funny" Annie faked a laugh. "So who is it?" Anika asked with a teasing smile. "Who?" Annie asked. "The guy!" Ariana said. "You don't know him but I really, really like him" Annie said with a sad smile on her face.

Finally, College Romance is a wrap but there is actually a book I should have posted before it. The story of their parents titled HER PERSONALITY. It's a short book do I will be updating this soon. 🖤🖤HER PERSONALITY🖤🖤 ___________________________ AUTHORESS RICKY _____________________________ ✍️SYNOPSIS✍️ Not every lady want to be a queen that would be pampered by a man or been boss around or just a full house wife.

"You must be Yamamoto Aito. I recognized you by your signature platinum blonde hair. What a cutie. My name is Akame. Wanna dance?" I quickly shook my head. She was gorgeous and all but I didn't get a reaction from seeing her like that. I already knew I wouldn't. I only came so Haruto could get laid. Speaking of Haruto, where was he? We came in together but I couldn't see him again. Did he already find someone? "Aw don't be shy" she said, pressing her body close to me. "I've heard a lot of things about you. You're quite popular with the girls". She leaned even closer. "They say you're a beast in bed. Don't you want to ravage me?"

Or that they at least, got the wrong impression of her. “They think I don’t like romance?” She asked like there was someone else in the room with her. “Well, I bet they’ve never even messed around with any guy before. They’ve probably never even gotten kissed by a hot guy before and I’m the unromantic one?” “Otherwise they wouldn’t shut up about it. I would have heard stories about it”. “I’ll show them both that I’m not what they think of me”. “I’ll find a hot guy, make out with him and have sex with him”.

Every word Kevin said ended up sinking straight into her heart. "Why are you thinking so hard about something like that? It's none of your business." It was indeed her business. But Hannah couldn't exactly say that. "Maybe you're too innocent to know about this, but I've heard there are people who are into that. They have a fetish for watching their partner have sex with someone else." "Yuck." Hannah made a disgusted face. "That's insane." "Yeah. There are even lots of anime like that, where the main character's partner cheats on them. There’s a whole genre dedicated to it.”

It was easier to let people assume the worst than to show them how messed up I really was. But Lila? She didn't know any of that. She thought this whole thing was a terrible business deal. She thought I was using her family’s problems to corner her. If only she knew the truth. If only she knew I’d had a massive, hopeless crush on her for three whole years. She probably didn't even remember the first time we met. It was at a small, packed cafe downtown. I’d cut my finger on a sharp metal menu, and I was bleeding everywhere. Before I could move, this gorgeous, tough girl with bright eyes rushed over, grabbed a napkin, and gently cleaned the cut for me, talking fast to keep me distracted.