Award Winning Romance Novels & Stories

Roses, a white dress, the guests, the sunshine: it all felt so vivid, yet so surreal. His gaze landed on the empty spot where the bridesmaid should have been, and it all clicked why that seat was unoccupied. Natalie was gone. She was gone forever. She had taken her life. She had done that with his unborn child when she leapt from the 18th floor. It was all because he tampered with her medicine, because he dared her to prove her true love, and because of his whispered lies of forever and always. He did everything to win her heart.

The fragrance of the blooms mingled with the scents of the food, creating an intoxicating blend that further heightened the atmosphere of love and romance. In that moment, Haider's heart swelled with gratitude and admiration for Ameera. It wasn't the first time someone had gone to great lengths to please him, but there was something uniquely genuine and pure about Ameera's actions. Her innocence and sincerity touched him deeply, reminding him of the true beauty of love.

I nodded and gave myself an imaginary pat on the back for a job well done. I decided it would be best to watch a movie as a reward for my hardwork. I got me some popcorn and homemade juice from Lorenzo and sat back to enjoy a bunch of movies on N*****x. I was watching a romcom and it was such a sweet movie that I actually wished I had something like that with someone. The sweet actions exhibited by the lead character and his love interest would have any lover girl like me forgetting that it was just a movie. I truly wanted to spend the rest of my life with someone who loved me unconditionally but here I was, stuck with Damien.

"But I'm curious, what does romance mean to you?" Max leaned in closer to Chloe, his voice low and husky, as he whispered softly into her ear, "Romance is like the changing sky at dusk, with colors shifting and blending together to create something new and beautiful each time. It's like the dance of fireflies on a warm summer evening, a dazzling display that takes your breath away.” His words flowed like a gentle stream, carrying with them the promise of something sweet and special. Chloe felt her heart skip a beat, and a shiver ran down her spine like a gentle breeze on a summer day, as she turned away to hide the reddened flush on her cheeks.

I lifted my hands to his chest, pressed against the warmth of him, and whispered, “I love you, Ethan. I’ve always—” He quieted me with his lips. A slow, sensual kiss that was full of morning, full of sunlight, full of home. The way he kissed me now wasn’t rushed or needy. It was almost...sacred. The kind of kiss that seeps into your very soul and stays there. I wrapped my arms around him, pressing against him as if I could never get close enough. “I’ve been dreaming of this,” he whispered between kisses. “Of you in my arms like this. No walls. No fear. Just us.”

“Love won.” Martin tilted his head up, capturing Damien’s lips in a slow, deep kiss that carried all the passion of their youth and the depth of their shared years. It was unhurried, exploratory, filled with gratitude and quiet fire. When they parted, Martin smiled against his mouth. “And it keeps winning.”

I was emotional, but I didn't let it show on my face. "I would like to give awards to some of the best stars and employees all throughout our journey. Thank you so much for giving your best." I called names and rewarded them with appreciation and some cash. "Last but not the least, please let us welcome the face behind the company's best-selling movie: Another Chance at Love. One of Shine's actresses who received a lot of awards including the best actress award. Let us hear her beautiful voice and welcome Deena Outlaw!" Deena shook her head at me but I couldn't stop smiling. She walked to the stage and I escorted her.

'They are diabolical! "Well, Colm, what are we watching?" Celly asked. Colm smiled, "I appreciate being included." He slid his arms off the sofa and wrapped them around the girls pulling them close to his sides. "I figured, I should show you both how sophisticated and romantic I am." He smiled. "Let's watch Roman Holiday. I love Audrey Hepburn, or if you ladies prefer romance with some comedy The Princess Bride is a great classic and I'm sure you both will swoon over Wesley and his sword skills." Colm winked at Ang.

I couldn’t help but wonder if they were trying to get a picture of me or the dress. Or maybe the shoes. Definitely the shoes; surely someone must have felt the aura of my new charm. I hadn’t noticed Arman until he spoke into the camera, “You look breathtaking.” His voice was like that of a man caught under a love spell as his eyes did not leave mine. Damn! Arman was a very good actor. I would give him that. It was then I realized the award I had been called for: Best On-Screen Couple. Arman and I. It would seem that our fans had interpreted our banter as chemistry.

Ava's POV: I didn't know waking up in someone's arms, held protectively, could make me feel so cherished. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat under my cheek, his arms wrapped securely around me, and his flawless, peaceful face made something inside me stir—a feeling I hadn't experienced in a long time. Ugh, great. Now he's making me all corny. Unable to resist, I traced the arch of his brow and the curve of his lashes with my finger, my touch feather-light. "Thank you," I whispered, barely audible, "for being there, for making me feel so special all the time."