Bold Romantic Novels & Stories

she asked. " Love teaches you everything you dumbo," I hit on her forehead with my palms and stand up from the couch. "Ouch! That's hurts. Where in the hell are you trying to walk out without explaining anything to me. I need a full HD description of your runaway wedding," she said pulling me back on the couch. I plopped down on it as I sat right beside her and started narrating my story. I mean our story. "Hehe... So, Mr. Damelo is such a romantic person. Wow! But when I heard about his previous chapters I couldn't believe he could be such an amazing person. Wait! Don't he have brothers?"she asked.

I took the note that came with them and opened it. Hello, beautiful, I hope that you like these. I am looking forward to tonight. Try not to miss me too much, lol. G X I smiled brightly as I read the card. I should have known they were from him. I have been so taken back recently by how sweet and romantic he has been. Not only with the beautiful gifts, but sweet texts when we have been apart, and just his behaviour in general. He was like a hopeless romantic and like the perfect boyfriend. I know that part hasn’t been made official, but it is what he was like.

"I haven't seen the woman's face yet but Dad mentioned her name, Nicole Rivera." "Ohh, her name is ugly. I'm the one telling you that you two are not suitable for each other." I shook my head. "Of course, we're going to be good, but gosh, I don't want a princess. I want a prince, like duh!" "Besides, you are not suitable either, the man I want for you is handsome, kind, respectful, with a sense of humor! But the more important thing is, you must like the man. Then I will never allow you to marry a man you don't love!" He added.

“I cannot lose you, Irene.” The words landed hard. No conditions attached. No qualifications. No but. Just truth. Raw enough to bruise. I swallowed once, suddenly aware of how violently my heart was beating against my ribs. “I understand the terms now,” Romeo said quietly. “You refuse to be loved halfway. You refuse to live inside emotional quarantine conditions. I understand that.” Something in my chest twisted painfully. “You don’t want me as a romantic partner,” he continued. There it was. The surrender. Not strategic.

He was not sure what had gotten into him, but he found himself confidently caressing the muscles on the man's exposed arm. "I'm no longer alone," he replied, his voice deep, "now that a gorgeous man like yourself will keep me company." He didn't notice the passing of time as they flirted because, quite frankly, he found him to be enjoyable company. He is not just handsome, but he is also a natural talker. With him, there was never a dull moment. "And, by the way, why were you drinking by yourself?" He questioned him, his attractive features showing a hint of curiosity.

"I hate that about me most of the time." "I like that about you," he said, and I blush. "You're getting bolder with your flirting, Your Highness," I said. "There's no need to hide it any more. And in case you forgot, you're already my fiancee. No one will bat an eye," he said, matter-of-factly and shrugging his shoulders. "I guess so," and I thought deeply. There really is no need to hide our feelings–my feelings–any more. I am his and he is mine. The ring in my finger is a symbol, and so is our names on each other's HarmonyMatch app.

I turned to Julian, “Richmond is a jolly good fellow. He is funny and playful and somehow… romantic.” “Romantic?” Julian asked. He was thinking he had heard the wrong thing. “Exactly,” I smiled. “Richmond is such a sweetheart. Thinking about it still makes me smile.” Okay, tension. Even more tension!

I squashed that dangerous little softness in my chest as fast as closing a misclicked app. No. This isn’t right. A proper lover knows when to let go and when to walk away. Not get all sentimental after just a couple rounds and start imagining this “cozy domestic life” script. That’s not romance—that’s asking for trouble. Julian was undeniably charming—so charming it blurred your boundaries. And that was exactly why he was dangerous. Like a top-shelf liquor, smooth on the way down but with a kick that sneaks up on you—you take a sip and before you know it, you’re tipsy.

she confessed, he could be considered as her first love, but she really felt something very special towards him. "I really do, you might think I'm young, but I know my feelings well enough, please forgive me.." she pleaded, she really didn't want to be in his bad book, it was by chance that she ever got close to him, he could have easily left her that night to die, but he took her along with him, when he knew nothing about her, and he still brought her here to his home, in britaris, so hopefully might have a soft spot for her, and can forgive her.

win as if a heart attack. He closed his eyes when she kept smooching his neck until he got hard. "It's your fault." He said and threw his head back giving her excess to his neck. Letting her kiss as much as she wanted. No one ever dominated him other than Tobias back then but now he is gladly letting her dominate him. Acting like a pure simp. Only if his men knew he had such a side, they would stop respecting him.