Best Romantic Excerpts From Novels Mga Nobela at Kwento

My shoulders sagged and I growled softly in mortification. "I know nothing about love, Arram. I've been alone for centuries. How does one woo someone," I questioned him curiously and he snapped his fingers and handed me a stack of books. He told me to read them. I looked at the spines for titles, Romeo and Juliet, Wuthering Heights and The Notebook.

He started to help her unpack her books, glancing at the spines as they started to shelve them in a tiny bookshelf that wouldn’t hold even half of her collection. Jane Austen, Charlotte Brontë, Elizabeth Gaskell, John Keats, Shakespeare, Virginia Woolf, Charles Dickens—so many books, most of which had clearly been read over and over again. Some were falling apart, barely glued together. When he took out a copy of Frankenstein, the cover fell off entirely. “Oh, poor guy. This one has been through a lot.” Rose took the book from him, smiling. That smile burst something inside him. Something hot, something dangerous. Something that felt exactly like longing. He caught his breath and forced hims

We were ready to face whatever the future held, knowing that our love would always guide us through the darkest of times. *** In the evening, Jonathan surprised me with a romantic candlelit dinner in the garden of his home. Soft music played in the background, creating an ambience of tranquillity and love. As we sat at the table adorned with flickering candles and a bouquet of fragrant roses, I admire the effort he had put into making this evening special. The moonlight filtered through the trees, casting a gentle glow on our faces. “You truly know how to sweep a girl off her feet, Jonathan.” I praised him, a smile playing on my lips.

Best Lover Chapter 2 I could feel her fingers running over his hair as she gently drew him away. She kissed his cheeks and groaned, asking, "Oh Beta, what are we doing, dear?" As she stared directly into my eyes, she took her blouse off. This was the most sensual thing I had ever seen. How revealing. The sight of her breasts, encased in a delicate black brassiere, was titillating. Returning to the couch, she sat down gingerly. Muttering, "Son, may I touch you again?" she asked softly.

Cheryl looked at the secure door. With curiosity and fear, Cheryl opened the diary. Rose is creative, with lots of calligraphy writing inside and doodle art to pack it all. Cheryl opened the diary randomly. Cheryl held her breath as she read the passage. I saw that you were perfect and that I loved you. I saw that you were not perfect and that I loved you. Every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favourite. Your name was imprinted in my soul, long before we met, even there any alphabet.

I lean against the door frame, crossing my arms over the chest. “I don’t know, I picked this up from Bianca’s table in her office. It happened this book is actually a romance.” Showing me the cover of a half-naked man. “And since when you like reading a romance novel?” She barks into laughter. “I’m actually having fun. The guy is an asshole and the woman is a demure type.” “Uh, a stereotyped bad boy, playboy. I know you have a thing for that kind of guy.” I don’t know why suddenly I feel a pang in my chest. She’s already my wife, but still, I’m jealous of her imaginary guy.

Sophia Celastio I love reading so much, it’s like going to a different world to me. We can imagine how the girl looks like and the boy looks like and how they build their relationship. I love it. It’s an addiction. I never read Romeo and Juliet because it has a sad ending, I hate sad endings. I love a story such as The Last Song, She’s the Man, Bridal Waves and the list goes one. Twisted story but with happy endings in the end.

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.

I don’t care if you take me to a barn for a date as long as I get to spend my time with you. You walked me to the door and when I thought that our date was over you surprised me by giving me a copy of ‘Pride and Prejudice’. You said that you were supposed to bring me flowers as per general customs but thought that I would appreciate it more and you were correct too. Now every time I read the book I will be reminded of you. I have already spent hours tracing your handwriting on the front page. Nobody has ever given me such a thoughtful gift. You have a way of making me feel special Jonathan, making me feel that although I am not perfect to the world I am still perfect to you.

” she asked ” It’s nothing,, what’s the title??” He asked ” MELTED HEARTS ” She replied ” Wow,,,,I really love anything romance, ” He smiled ” Good for you then ” She said and faced the novel back Michael continue starring at her face and how her long lashes move when blinking,,,,, he suddenly smiled and got down from the tree, He sat down beside her ,,, ” What’s wrong?? You really want to read this?? ” She asked ” You can just tell me about the novel,,am too lazy to read novels ” He replied