Bold Romantic Novels & Stories

What incomparable blending of form and colour in your divine features! I happen to be in love with you Mr Romantic. Just by reading this, I was struck with love. Who is this Mr Romantic?

💋 2 💋 The figure watched as she slip from the crowd when she thought no one noticed he smiled and followed her admist the complaints from his right hand Man, he followed as she moved into the courtyard enjoying the cool breeze it blew her flaming red hair and expose those creamy legs, he had to struggle to get hold of himself.

I muttered a thank you to him as he starts up the car. "No need to thank me Samantha, tonight you will be my women and it's only my duty to open doors for you. Treat you like a queen you are." He used the hand that wasn't holding the steering wheel to hold mine and place a kiss on it. I giggled out loud like an high school girl. Who knew my romoe was actually a real life Romeo ,he has being behaving so romantic since yesterday and I am loving this side of him. It new and loving. I wish this night could never end.

I say firmly. “Not sweet love. If you are looking for a romantic person with green flags, you are in the wrong place and waiting for something that will not fill you. Our romance is dark, that one that has a lot of red flags and we want more. We like the possessive, the firmly delivered.

“Too out of character to get my wife’s name tattooed over my heart? I think not.” I stared at the elegant lettering—SAVANNAH—curving beautifully across his skin. It was simple but striking. Romantic in a way that felt deeply personal. “Okay, when you put it like that,” I admitted, a reluctant smile tugging at my lips, “it actually makes perfect sense. This is… really romantic, Roman.” He puffed his chest out just a little, clearly proud. “What can I say? I’m the undisputed Lord of Romance.”

she asked lightly. “Yes.” “Romantic.” His gaze flicked up briefly. “Hold still.” He rolled her sleeve carefully. The graze ran along her upper arm, shallow but angry. “It’s nothing,” she said. “It’s not nothing.” His fingers were steady as he cleaned the wound. But his breathing wasn’t. She noticed. “You’re shaking,” she said quietly. “I’m not.” “You are.” He stopped moving. For one second. Then continued. “I don’t react well,” he said evenly, “when people I care about are shot.”

He started to climb up and jumped over. Demi moved back and turned her head away from him. Hearing him call her beautiful was a bit of a surprise. She felt him pull her hand into his own. “What are you doing.” “I’m showing you what it’s like to be a romantic.” She thought about moving her hand out of his but liked the way it felt in her own. She had looked down then back up to his face. He shined as bright as the sun. “You should only do that with the person you like.”

After a silence between both of them, which transports them to highlights of their time together, Bruce kind of breaks the nostalgic moment, “But anyway, in one word... define Romantic...” “I see it like a box of chocolate, just one of those assortments that mom brought every time she came back from a trip. In our land, all people have practically one flavor. This is a well-assorted box...” excited.

After checking the menu of their choice, the Menu is put back in the basket. "How do you know this place?" Baby's pretty face looked curious. The man smiled. "I came here once and I found this place accidentally. I promise I will come here again with someone special and it is you." Dollan turns out to be a romantic man and Baby is happy because she really likes romantic man. Baby never thought that her boyfriend was the romantic type. "You know? I never thought you were a romantic man. You are truly extraordinary and unpredictable." Hearing the words of his girlfriend, Dollan smiling, actually he is not the type of romantic guy, it's just that during dating Baby, he felt like he always mad

"Don't say that, I don't want to hear it anymore we are rich, you and me! There is no poor person among us." Without a word, he drew closer, gently placing a hand on my cheek, his touch both comforting and burning. Romain brought his lips to mine for a soft kiss, hesitant at first, but which quickly transformed into a flamboyant declaration of passion. His hands explored my arms, tracing imaginary curves that awakened a deep desire within me.