Bold Romantic Novels & Stories

“To show this school what true bonds are. What romantic is. And I need you in order to prove it—not just here, but to the world.” Minsung blinked, scoffing. “Romantic? What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Joonwoo’s smile grew. “Romantic means… you don’t fight for dominance or thrills. You fight for passion. For goals. For friends. For something you can call a dream.” The alley went quiet again. The words carried further than Joonwoo realized. Even Seojun and Dongpil exchanged looks, their expressions briefly shaken. Minsung let out a short laugh, his smirk returning.

And then, “And I wouldn’t leave the other piece of our family with just anyone.” That did something to me. It hit straight through. Maybe other people wouldn’t see it as romantic. Maybe they’d think it was too blunt, too practical. But to me? It was everything. “Mr Romano,” I whispered, leaning closer to him, my lips brushing near his ear, “I didn’t know you could be so romantic.” “They’re really making me rethink my decision to behave tonight,” I added I felt the shift in him immediately. Subtle and Controlled. But there.

“How dare you? I suppose you think it would be fun, teaching a virgin what to do? Your surfy mates would just love it. I can see you now, telling them all about the little English, sorry, Pommy Virgin, you screwed. Tight-assed little spinster, but the great Brett Matthews won her over!’ Her eyes filled with tears and she turned to look away. Angrily, Brett leapt off his seat and grabbed her hands roughly. His eyes flashed cold and hard as steel. He turned her to face him and she felt suddenly terrified of the expression she saw on his face. ‘How dare you, you stupid woman! Don’t you recognize the truth when it stares you im the face? You’re hanging on to some soap opera idea of romance. You

It’s midnight blue, with crescent encrusted diamonds that gleam the moment they touch the light and the most elegant yet wonderful bodice design ever. The amount of details put into it astonishes me and my eyes sting with tears when I look at Roman to see him smiling. His voice is sweet as he tells me, “It’s one of a kind, and it has only one match.” I throw myself at him. Roman chuckles as I wrap my arms around his chest, pulling him into a hug. His hands caress my waist and all the locked up emotions in my heart, all the words I cannot say, those words seem to flow through the mate bond and Roman’s words shatter me even further.

Ruby sweet-talked, connecting their foreheads together and gazing passionately into Carmilla's eyes. The raven-haired can only blush due to the undeniable sincerity in her fiancee's words. She suddenly connected their lips together never minding the prejudice of their audience or the fact that their expensive lipsticks are getting smudged. Ruby kissed back with equal passion, sending fire into her soul due to their fiery intimacy. The only thing Carmilla cares about right now is ravishing the supple lips of the romantic lady in her embrace.

Back then, he had used this trick to win over her heart too. Looking back, she finally realized how stupid she was before. A man’s promise was only a lie. All the romantic gestures were traps to bedazzle the woman’s heart. The corners of her lips twitched into a sardonic smile as she held the bouquet of flowers. Matthew thought success was near upon seeing her smile. Immediately, he did as he had rehearsed before and led her toward the hall that was covered with fresh flowers. He readjusted his emotions, knelt one knee, and held her hands. “Christina, I like you. Be my girlfriend.”

“Then what do you think it is?” I took a deep breath, trying to find the words. “Well, from what I’ve seen, it doesn’t feel like… romance. Adam looks at Aria like… well, like he’s responsible for her. Like he would do whatever it took to protect her. But there’s no… I don’t know… possessiveness, if that makes sense?” Dante clenched his fists, his expression unreadable, though I could see the hurt beneath the surface. “So he’s just her… what? Her knight in shining armour?”

he shrugged. “ Romantic for what exactly?? ” I asked as I turned to him. “ The card Olivia, I'm serious ” Damien said with a serious tone. Fuck is he serious right now?!? “ What the fuck is going on Damien?? ” I asked trying my best not to stutter. “ I like you Olivia, I'm sorry if it seems as though I'm coming in hot on you, it's just that my family is pressuring me to get married and find my self a Luna to lead the pack fully and right now there's no one on my mind apart from you. I may be sounding cringe but that's really how I feel. You are someone who as I've got to know you more, I've realized I was wrong about you the whole time. You are a sweet, charming and innocent soul who I would

Lovestruck is everywhere! "I didn't know you were romantic. I'm still over the moon." I flirted with him lifting my left hand to admire the shimmering engagement ring under the light. His laughter sent a delightful shiver through me. It was like a captivating melody and an intoxicating sensation that resonated within me every time he laughed. "Only to you maybe my love. I was told before that I am not a romantic person but a boring one." He laughs. "Really! Who is that person? I wanted to slap on their face that you are not." I pouted brushing my fingers on his arms.

Luciano murmured, his voice rough with frustration. "It's always like this," Rosa said, biting her lip as she pulled her hand back, trying not to smile at his dramatic complaint. "Come on, baby. We need to be quick before our little devil wakes up again," Luciano whispered, nipping lightly at her ear. Rosa sucked in a breath. “You are unbelievable." "I am yours, amore mio," he husked. Her cheeks flushed at the reminder. It still amazed her how, with each passing day, he seemed to grow more and more romantic.