All About My Romance Novels & Stories

I walked to her and looked at her right in her eyes. "You read too many romance novels and watch too many romance movies.. Let me tell you something, Kamerie, everything you watch in romance movies.. they're all fake and there's no such thing as true love and spend your whole life with that person. Be realistic.. Tatiana." I said as I caressed her cheek with the back of my fingers. "You're a fucking asshole!" She hissed as she pushed my hand away. "You'll see.. I will make you regret picking me!" She pointed her index finger at my chest and then turned her body around.

It was a very expensive ride. "Of course it is, this is a memory that I'll engrave in my head forever hehe." "Oh really? There were better moments than this though." I can't believe this guy is such a clichè. I guess he wanted to do some romantic stuff he saw on tv. "Better moments than this? I can't possibly think of anything better than riding the ferris wheel on the sunset with you, isn't that the most romantic?" Ugh, just like what I've thought! What a clichè.

― 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.

Below us, Newvale City glittered at night like a fake starry sky. I shoved the window open, and the night air rushed in, icy and sharp, cutting through the pain for a second. It felt amazing. "Hey, Francis, what do you even like about me?" He paused, searching for words. "I'm not sure. The moment I saw you ten years ago, I just knew I had to have you." "Had to have me..." I snorted, a bitter edge to my laugh. "So, I never had a choice? I couldn't even just zone out and get through life?"

She practically fell into the first available empty seat she could find, three rows from the front, dropping her satchel to the floor with a thud. The air in the room had changed. It was charged, anticipatory. All eyes were fixed on him as he placed his coffee and bag on the lectern at the front. He didn’t need to call for silence. His presence commanded it. Scarlett’s fingers trembled as she opened her notebook. She dared not to look up. She bit her lip, trying to steady her thoughts. She had survived. Dr. Clarke began to speak, his voice filling the hall. “Today our topic is ‘Forbidden Romance’.”

“You seem a little… mysterious for romance.” “Romance can be mysterious too.” “Fair point.” We reached the small square with the fountain again, the same musicians playing softly nearby, and Diego slowed slightly while glancing at me. “So what was the last book you wrote about?” I hesitated, then sighed quietly. “An age gap romance.” His head turned toward me immediately. “Oh, now I’m curious.” I laughed a little. “You sound like a reader.” “I’m not,” he admitted, “but now I want to know.”

Allison mumbled in embarrassment. Romario's eyes gleamed with amusement as he gazed at Allison, her embarrassment evident in her flushed cheeks. He chuckled, his deep voice rumbling, "Ah, my pet wants clothes, huh?" He turned to his wardrobe, retrieving a pair of sweatpants and a shirt, for Allison put on. Romario's eyes sparkled with mischief as he pulled Allison close, their chests pressing together. His breath caressed her face, making her heart race. "Master..." she whispered, but Romario silenced her with a short, intense kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, leaving her breathless.

Roman was my rock, my protector, and my partner in every sense of the word. As we lingered at the table, the outside world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of us enveloped in a bubble of love. Time stood still as we reveled in the magic of the morning, our souls intertwining with every touch, every stolen kiss. The warmth of Roman's hand in mine, the tenderness of his lips against mine—it was a symphony of love that played in perfect harmony.

“I was going to say an excellent lover, but that’s okay, too.” Riana laughed looking up at him and meeting the most beautiful smile she’d ever seen. For a moment—just one moment—she forgot what she was nervous about in that smile. “But seriously, the one thing they all lack is your heart.” She scoffed. “Could be because it’s in my body.” Allan pulled her to a stop. “Yes, but your heart is filled with so much love and care, even for people you don’t know. Despite their money and fame, you are better than all of them.” He chuckled. “It makes me proud to call you my girlfriend.”

Sophie is a typical romantic young woman. The books she reads most are romance fiction stories and the rules inside the books had become her treasured wisdom. "Let me tell you, in this type of properly arranged blind date, you will not be able to find any suitable partners. It is too old-fashioned. Everyone who comes will be prepared with their hearts filled with expectations and imaginations. When they really meet, they will not have any feelings anymore. The type of fate that comes unexpectedly is more reliable. For example, at a supermarket, when he reaches for something and accidentally hits you or he is pushing a trolley and accidentally knocks into you.......