Novel & Cerita Best Classic Romance Novels

“Because I do. Most of these modern book relationships don’t make sense. They wouldn’t work in real life. He’s toxic and she’s too naive, but hey, their s*x scenes are terrific and at this point, that’s all I’m here for.” I sighed deeply. What was with my mouth lately? I was no longer thinking before speaking. “So I’m guessing you prefer the older romance stories, like Jane Eyre whose man is double her age or Pride and Prejudice who had to marry for wealth or else she would be done for,” he said, looking at me with an amused expression. “Ok. Fair point,” I agreed with him. “But I never said I liked the older romance novels either. I’m an English major and I really believe some of these books

It's either history, military, or supernatural romances. I've never understood why so many people preferred such kinds of novels and genres all that much. Though, I meant that for the latter part. They're basically the same every single time. An average lady meets one sexy, handsome, extraordinary man, or two hot males battle over her, and there's usually some ridiculous drama that brings her further and deeper together with the men, and then she has to choose the obvious decision. Everyone had predicted her decision since the very beginning of the chapter. "And they're usually sequels or fantasy epics," I mumbled to myself.

There's still long hours till morning. Checking the book in his hand, he discovered it to be a novel. 'The Red and the Black' by Stendhal. After checking the description of the book, he believed it wouldn't be bad to give it a try although he is not fond of reading novels. Leo prefer reading normal books, it doesn't matter which type it is as long as there are not romance books. Most of the romance books he read in the past are rather cliche, untrue and misleading because such love in books doesn't exist in this modern day society.

Was it from a novel Paige had read before? "What? Do you also think I'm right?" Chris asked with a smile. Paige refuted, "You should read fewer messy novels." Who would have thought that someone like Chris, a CEO, actually liked reading all sorts of romance novels? Did he ever imagine himself in those novels, fantasizing about being the male lead? Chris said, "I don't read any messy novels. I read the painstaking works of the authors." Paige was at a loss for words. Did she also not read the authors' painstaking works? Such double standards.

At present, Carol gave off the refreshing air of a girl. Nancy wanted to laugh. She spent four years turning herself into a mature woman, only to come back and realize that Titus had changed his tastes. He liked women who looked young now. It seemed like the romance novel authors were right. When a man truly fell in love with a woman, he did not care about her looks. Noticing that someone was staring at her, Carol looked toward the entrance. “Nancy?” Titus looked over to the entrance as well. When he saw that it was really Nancy, a light crease appeared between his eyebrows.

“Perhaps I’ll do that. What do you do for fun? And you can’t say study, as that doesn’t count.” I sigh, glancing out of the window. “I love to read.” He smiles. “What’s your favorite novel of all time?” I scrunch my brow, struggling to pick. “That’s a tough question. I love Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte.” I see him roll his eyes at that. “But I enjoy all genres, not just romance.” I shrug. “What is it you enjoy?” I ask, interested in learning about the enigma of a man.

“There are blankets downstairs. And extra pillows. So you can make yourself comfortable.” “I will. And I plan to borrow a book or two from your interesting collection.” His eyes are on the bookshelf in my room, which is full of romance novels. “T.L. Smith seems to be one of your favorite authors.” “She is. Her books are dark, sexy, and a little fucked-up. Kind of like you,” I tease, lazily rolling over in his arms. “I am so fucking glad you are mine,” he whispers, holding me tight. “I love you, Callie.”

" True but I am not that Suprised anymore since some children were born geniuses, Remember Little Red bean and Little Pudding the daughters of Huo Mian and Qin Chu from The Chinese novel, My youth began with him? " " Of course I do, I can never forget those two, Little Red bean is such a foodie and a charmer while little Pudding Is more of a listener than a talker. " " Yes, I think that's probably the longest novel I have read with approximately 4909 chapters. " " Hm, same here, the writer is a genius I must say but still my best book remains as Trial marriage husband by Passion Honey. " [ I am listening to Only Love by Jordan Smith. ]

“I wouldn't stand for that if I were your wife. I couldn't condone you having an affair with that woman. I didn't even like her.” “Oh, I see… If you had liked her, it would have been a different matter.” “Don't be ridiculous! And I certainly wouldn't be your real wife. I may have been reading too many romance novels, but I think I prefer the way they turn out.” “You do?” He looked surprised. “But they usually end up with the hero and the heroine in each other's arms, don't they?” “Well, yes, but… We won't! And that's why you aren't ever going to make love to me. I happen to believe that sort of thing should only happen between people who love each other.”

There are books below to keep you company. Narcissus. I peered down beneath the table in pure curiosity and there I saw more books. The hopeless romantic books that I had to read. It ends with us and ugly love by Colleen Hoover stood out the most to me. I read reviews on it and it seemed good. It was actually on my next turn list but then I got engaged in the ace of spades that was a part of the collection that Narc had sent and annotated.