Angsty Romance Novels & Stories

Final] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ THEME: HAPPINESS & JUBILATION 💕 unknown pov💕 .. .. It’s been two years since the coming together of the Demon and vampire clan but Damien and Alisha decided to slow down in getting married.

I whispered to myself while looking at the ring that he himself put on me on our wedding day. We've only been together for two weeks but this is already happening to both of us. We don't get along anymore. “Romance him . . .” And my father’s voice still lingers in my mind. How can I do that if he’s this cold to me right now? How can I romance him if he despise me so much? “How fucked up my life is, really.” I shook my head while leaning on the backrest of my swivel chair.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Up close, the man was so annoyingly handsome that I couldn't help but notice He was clearly years older than me, mature in a way that made him look dangerous, like someone who was used to getting whatever he wanted without asking twice. "You have a very loud mouth for someone in my room, little girl," he said, his voice deep, smooth, and chillingly calm. "I didn't ask to be in your fucking room!" I spat back, glaring up at him. "You dragged me in here! So let me go right now!" “Are you done throwing your tantrum?” he asked coldly, as if the fact that he was holding me against my will wasn’t enough to justify my anger.

I give her a funny smile and Angie giggles as she chirps, “It’s normal to feel nervous. It’s actually for the best, acting vulnerable before the one you love tends to bring out their dependable side. He’ll be so all over you tonight, burning with immense protectiveness” I blink at Angie and she wiggles her brows at me smugly as she places a hand on Zara’s shoulder to jeer her towards the door. “Go and make your mate enamored with you” Angie prods and I huff, stepping to Zara’s other side to debunk, “What do you know about romance, Angie? Stop confusing her already”. But Angie makes a wicked clap-back when she sniggers over at me, “Says the one chasing her lover all around Ewon like some jeal

As Arlyne observed, Grandma was always surrounded by men, most of them much younger than she was. Among those blowflies flying over Ida's kitchen on Friday night were Jimmy and Jake, the chauffeurs in charge of driving the hearse during the funeral. It was obvious that both young men held their benefactress in high esteem. Jake, a ladies' man, flirted with Ida nicely and then went on his way. The other, however, had been hit harder. Jimmy the Pagan, as he was known, was a shy soul who seemed unable to find a girlfriend. Ida had taken pity on him and offered to teach him to dance. Later, when she had finished her duties as cook, she would take his hand and lead him into the living room, where

The angel responded with a chuckle. “I believe the word is romantic,” I bowed like a gentleman and smiled. “Care to fuck, gentleman?” “You’re the worse.”

I asked him in pain since I knew what he did to annoy me. "If it was, I don't want you to think that I sleep with half the world, stupid girl." He spits, throwing me onto the stretcher, while he climbs on top of me, capturing my lips tightly. "You make me so angry." He said between kisses. while our lips collide and thunder like a sexy and attractive symphony.

How I met him was quite a meet-cute, never have I been in a relationship this passionate. He was everything and supported me, he gave me all I ever asked for. Since I first met him at the club, where I turned from a waitress to a striper, he had always hovered around me. He made me felt special, I could see his love for me in his eyes. We never had any problems, just small irrelevant arguments. I have been dreaming about the day he would propose to me, to be sincere, I have never been this patient in my life.

"My darling works just fine. Her phone chimed again. A message from Damien: You have until morning. She studied the glowing screen. Finally, she typed back: Where should I sign? That evening found her in a luxurious penthouse suite nestled within one of the city's exclusive shopping enclaves. A French stylist named Margot was measuring her, as if the mention of Damien's name was just another whisper on the wind. "In high society, appearances are everything," Margot remarked, raising a beaded black evening gown. "People need to see you and think, 'She's untouchable now.""